My Possessive Stepbrother Novels & Stories

"Yo! Hold on, Zoe. First of all, I am not a pervert. But if I am, then so are you. You weren't fighting me in that kitchen. You were dripping for me! You loved every second of it." "I hate you!" I screamed, my voice cracking. "And secondly," he continued, dragging out the word with a nasty smirk, "I am not your broooootherrr. I’m your step-brother. There’s no blood, Zoe. Stop acting like we share a DNA strand." "You’re an idiot," I said, my chest heaving. "That’s what you are. A total, complete idiot. Don’t you ever tell me what to do again." "You are under my roof," he reminded me, his voice low and cold. "As long as you’re here, you follow my rules."

he starts before having me cut him off. "What?! Daughter?! No! Jack can't have another step-sister, it's not going to happen. Jack is mine, my stepbrother and I'm not fucking sharing him with someone!" I yell, growing upset. "Technically, he's not you're stepbrother anymore." My mother says, chiming in as she places a hand on my shoulder. My blood begins to boil and I swear it took everything in me not to hit her. I don't care if he's not my stepbrother because I'm not sharing him with anyone, ever again.

“He's someone from my past that I have tried very hard to get rid of.” “Your past…like an old boyfriend?” I wrinkled my nose with disgust. “No, like my stepfather's son.” No matter how many times I said that admission out loud, it still felt wrong. It was his turn to look at me with disgust. I could only imagine what he was assuming. Hell, had it been someone else in my shoes, I’d probably go there too. My own stepbrother wanted me like the fucking creep he was. “You had a fling with your stepbrother?”

I nod stiffly at both of them, not trusting myself to speak without saying something stupid or revealing too much about what I've been thinking. Behind me, I hear Bryson explaining quietly, his voice carrying just enough that I can make out the words. "That's Julian. My stepbrother." The word hits wrong, landing heavily in my chest. Stepbrother. Like we're actually family, like there's some legitimate bond between us that matters. Like our parents' marriage means something more than just two people being forced to exist in the same space. For a second I want to stop and correct her. We're not really brothers. Our parents got married, that's it. We don't have a relationship, we barely tolerat

The new angle put us face to face, and I had to grip his shoulders to steady myself. “You’re my sweet little girl,” he murmured, his lips brushing my jaw. “But I hate it when you call me your brother in public.” Heat flooded through me at the possessive edge in his voice. “Don’t worry,” I said, unable to stop the smile tugging at my lips. “Next time someone asks, I’ll introduce you as my stepbrother whom I fuck.” Brandon barked out a laugh. Even Jackson’s mouth twitched. “That’s one way to handle it.”

But I knew he wasn't talking about them. He was talking about me. His eyes roved over me like I was some kind of product. I wanted to move closer and choke him to death but my legs were frozen. There is no way in hell my family would let me go with a demon like this man. I almost slapped him but my brother's words stopped me in my track when he said the word that torn my world apart. "You may have her." "You may have her" my stepbrother said with no remorse in his eyes or his voice. He's willing to let go of me to a man who is nothing but a devilish intimidating alpha.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

she paused, pointing towards Aldrich before she continued “...... someone that is supposed to be your step brother!” I took my gaze to the floor, unable to answer. I'm as much as she was angry and hurt, she was right. Aldrich is supposed to be my stepbrother and I shouldn't have gotten involved with him. But his touches and the way my body responds effortlessly to his. If I was alone, I would have slapped myself for the thoughts that were running through my head in this situation. Aldrich have messed up with not only my head, bug my entire body system.

After making sure that no one was there, he jumped straight from his step-sister's room and sneaked towards his room. When he jumped from Callista's room, he unknowingly dropped something from his body. As Callista approached, she picked up a silver bracelet with the initials CF. It obviously belonged to someone she knew, as she had seen it every day for the past three years. It belonged to Caspian Frostbite, her step-brother. After picking up the bracelet, Callista started to panic when she realized something. She quickly ran out of the room, down the stairs, as she screamed for her parents.

He scratched the back of his head. "Don't worry, I'll get to share one in soonest promise. I'll just think first where and who," he added. "Oh, I know something naughty," he grinned. "Do you ever feel, like or dream of having sex with your step? Yes, stepbrother or stepsis." I just got frozen from what I heard. WHAT DID HE JUST SAID? "Haha, I'm just joking jeez. I don't have one," he added a moment later.