Mated To My Obsessive Step-brother Novels & Stories

Dear Ida, My mother recently got remarried. Her new husband, Bill, has a nineteen-year-old son named Alec, who I hadn’t met until about three weeks ago. He’d been away at college but came home to stay with us for the summer. Here’s the problem: I’m finding myself overwhelmingly attracted to Alec. And from the way things feel between us—the kind of electric, suffocating tension that’s impossible to ignore—I think it’s mutual. But is it wrong to be drawn to my stepbrother like this?

he says sitting on the edge of the bathtub. “I know,it's disgusting but I'm trying my best to move on and I needed a distraction and then you came along. I fell in love with him before he became my stepbrother but things got compliacted after my mom married his dad” I ramble on twisting my fingers together. Silence takes over the room. “It's not like he loves me anyway, he treats me like shit” I tell him glancing at his direction and mentally kick myself for saying that. He didn't have to know that. What good would that do. It's not like I'm supposed to be in love with my step brother anyway.

There was something about her that pulled at me, the kind of mystery I wanted to unravel, with her ass in my bed of course. Carl stepped in front of me, blocking my view. “Jade is our mate now and we have a duty to win her back. You cannot keep doing this.” His words angered me, but I brushed them off with a chuckle. “Relax, little brother. Flirting never hurt anyone. Besides, Jade rejected us. She does not own me.” I broke away from them without waiting for a reply and walked straight toward Freda. She looked up when I approached, her eyes widening slightly in recognition. I gave her my most charming smile, the one that usually made girls blush and giggle.

She wringed her hands. That was cute. What? "What the hell do you want right now? You already know that I'm just step brother why don't you get over that obsession? You know that it would never work, especially with the family dynamic between us." I decided to hit her with the harsh truth so that she backed up.

Dad's smile faded slightly, "I know it might be sudden." "It is." He laughed nervously, "But I'm happy." I forced a smile, "Then congratulations." His face softened, "Thank you." I hugged him when he stood up, and for a moment, I tried to focus on the fact that my father was happy. That was what mattered. When he left, I sat quietly on my bed. Susan would become my stepmother officially. Sean and Chris would become my brothers officially. I stared at the closed door. The thought settled over me slowly. Everything was about to become more complicated.

Karashi said, and I lifted my gaze to glare at her. "She could die for all I care," I said under my breath, relaxing in my office chair, "Maybe the Moon Goodness is punishing him for fucking and accepting to be mated to his own stepsister." I stared at the ceiling for a second, then scoffed under my breath. "Tell me, how do you fuck your stepsister to the point of accepting her as your fated mate?" I said nonchalantly. Kester irks me. Everything about him was too wrong.

Mate. The one person I begged fate not to choose. The one person I cannot have. The one person I hurt tonight. My breath comes out in broken gasps. “This is a joke,” I mutter. “This has to be a mistake.” It is wrong. First, it is gay. Not that it should matter, but it does to the world I live in. To the rules carved into stone. Second, it is forbidden. Step brothers. Bound by parents who cannot even look at each other in public without whispers trailing behind them.

I was afraid that if I got too close, if I fed this greed of wanting to know him, he’d eventually leave once he saw how messed up I really am. But for whatever reason, I got tired of watching from a distance and planned on finally talking to him. Then fate threw him into my dorm room and, trust me, I played that game well. I thought I won. But the universe made him my fucking stepbrother, of all people. What a joke. The guy who unknowingly made college feel survivable turned out to be the same person I blamed for ruining my family. And still, I couldn’t stop this stupid, dangerous obsession with him.

And right now, the fact that my stepbrother is my mate is weighing heavily on me. I took a deep breath and began to open up to Dean. “I found my mate.” I said, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety as the words left my lips. Dean’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who is she?” he asked, her curiosity piqued. I hesitated before admitting, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but my mate is actually my stepbrother.” Words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Dean’s jaw dropped in shock.

“Take one more step, Stephan, and I’ll tear your throat out.” The words stunned me. Not just because he dared to say them, but because he meant them. I stopped, chest heaving, staring at my brother standing there with his cock still half-hard from being inside the woman the goddess tied to me. My mate. My fucking mate. “You…” I pointed a trembling hand at Brooks, my voice shattering with fury. “You’re fucking him too? When you’re mated to me?” Brooks didn’t cower. Her jaw clenched, her voice trembling but steady.