My Possessive Stepbrother Novels & Stories

She asks in shock at my compliance. “Because you already know it.”I murmur and She stops pacing. Her arms fold tightly across her chest now, defensive. “I can’t believe you’re my brother.”She says again huffing almost cringing at the words like it tasted disgusting on her lips. “Not brother! Step-brother. We’re not related by blood”I say dryly as I emphasize on the not related by blood. Because we’re not! A real brother doesn’t fantasize about fucking his sister!

She is not the biddy I knew maybe she is possessed or something because I have never seen this side of her. " I will pray for your brother, He is such a wonderful man. God bless him" She says and I find myself in turmoil. Where does my brother come from? And yes, I have a stepbrother who is my father's first and last mistake despite living in the same city we never crossed paths of each other. He got married a couple of years ago with his boss's ex-wife and was blessed with a baby boy. I never met with my nephew and wanted to see him but due to lack of communication with my Liam, it never happens. " My brother?" I ask her confusingly.

I hate such feeling but deep down inside of me, I wish he was not my stepbrother. "You can't," I replied bluntly as though I was not battling with two conflicting emotions on the inside of me. "You are my stepbrother for crying out loud." "Yes, stepbrother not blood brother," he said and stood, he walked towards the wardrobe and turned to me all of a sudden," you know I can tell that you are horny." "The fuck! I'm not." I yelled at him. "You are, your nipples," he pointed and I lowered my head to my breast and saw my hardened nipples glaring through the top I was wearing.

“He’s just my stepbrother.” Richard rubbed the back of his neck, looking tired. “Still. He bought your mom that house and gave you the car when you came back from abroad. As your brother, he’ll probably take the request seriously.” “Stepbrother,” I corrected, my voice sharper than I intended. He gave a small shrug. “Just think about it, okay? We’re running out of options here.” I didn’t answer. I just grabbed my keys and headed for the door. Richard quickly grabbed his jacket. “I’ll go with you.”

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

After a few seconds, we broke from the hug, and Jackson let out a sigh as he stared at me. “Are you okay?” He asked me, looking at my pale face. “I’m fine bro.” My voice sounded low, “I’m just worried.” “Thea told me she's your mate… and our…” He paused, placing his hand on my shoulder, “Should I say, step-sister?” I nodded my head a little in affirmation. “I’m so sorry man, for what Mum and Dad did to her,” Jack spoke with his face etched with sadness. “Don't be,” I spoke, furrowing my brow in anger as he mentioned them.

Sometimes, she forgets I'm her twenty-two year old child. “When do I meet this bag of goodies?” I tease her like I've been doing since she tells me about my soon-to-be stepdad. She giggles like a teenager in love. “He’s away for a business trip. But he’ll be back by dinner. He wants to meet you and also, it will be a family dinner.” That makes my stomach flutter. My mom already told me that her fiance has a son. I've always wanted a sibling but the thought of having a stepbrother gives me mixed feelings.

I told her about my encounter with Zane and how the universe has decided to punish me by making us step-siblings. "I think this is the worst it can get." I sniffed dramatically. "Though mom said he's barely home, so I think I can manage." "Then why leave now?" "I have to stay around before the wedding this weekend, and I can confirm if she's right or not. I haven't given her a response yet." Nova nodded and patted my shoulder gently. "It's already bad enough, I don't think there's anything worse than having that asshole for a stepbrother."