Novel & Cerita My Sexy Stepsister

Lisa said, "An Alpha's mate needs to stay mysterious." So Drew kept me as his secret lover for five years. No one knew we were mates except the two of us. Lisa said, "Girls love surprises." So Drew would always drag me along to prepare elaborate surprises for her. Every Christmas, what I received were just the leftover gifts she didn't want. Lisa hurt many werewolves simply because she was the Alpha's stepsister. Drew didn't care. Afterward, he only told me to treat those dying wolves because I was the best healer in Black Wood Pack.

A picture of Jason and the hooker was displayed on my screen and a text from Blair came along with it. "She is his stepsister and not a hooker." Stepsister? Isn't that like incest? I scoffed. The nerve. I needed to stop thinking about it, but I couldn't help it. I gave my all to him, even went against Dad for him.

Bella's POV As soon as Tristan's vehicle disappeared from sight, my stepmom and stepsister's sugary sweet demeanor instantly soured. Their faces twisted into scowls, and their voices dripped with venom. "You still have the nerve to bring a man home, after everything we've told your father about you?" my stepmom spat, her eyes blazing with malice. My stepsister chimed in, her voice shrill with excitement. "Yes, you're so shameless! We've told dad about all your little escapades, and yet you still have the audacity to parade your patronizer in front of us!"

How dare you kidnap my stepsister? His words hit me like a thunderbolt. *Stepsister?* My head whipped around to stare at him, confusion and shock written all over my face. What was he talking about? How could I be his stepsister? Everyone in the room seemed just as stunned, their gazes darting between Jasper and me. What do you mean, stepsister?I asked, my voice barely audible. Jasper didnt answer immediately. Instead, he turned to Alexa, his expression one of pure disgust. Youll rot in jail for this,he said coldly.

Even with my lessened Omega senses, I'm still able to feel the unsettling shift in the atmosphere. I head up to my bedroom, taking slow steps as a precaution. Could my stepsister be back from school by this time? Sounds come from inside my room, and the closer I get to it, the better I'm able to make out what the sounds are. Flesh slapping together. Talking. Moaning . . . Moaning!? A distinct feminine voice—my stepsister's—reaches my ears. "Ah, yes. Right there. F*ck! Right there. Yes. Yes. Yes!"

Ryder I still can't believe Genie McConnell is going to be my Stepsister. Out of any other girls with tities and a nice ass, it's going to be her. Since when did dad start seeing another woman. Hell, he's never seen anyone since mom left. All however was just a nice pussy to satisfy his urges. But seeing Genie mom with him, I'm pretty sure it must be serious.

With her steps, Vanessa whispered once more, this time almost daring her, "If you walk like you belong here, maybe you can remind Noah of what he lost. What you two had. Rachel's breath caught in her throat as her fists bunched. She wasn't quite sure what she was doing, but that glint of the moment, an affair of the power just to be able to walk in Stephanie's place-it all so appealed to her. Of course, irrationally perhaps, for the feeling could not be helped: it was the recoupment of some little bit which slipped from between her grasp. She had just reached the middle of the room when the door swung open and Stephanie walked in. Her eyes, which first erratically wandered around the room, n

“They’ll be jealous? Or bitter about how close I am to my stepsister?” The word burned. Stepsister. My cheeks flared, blood rising too fast. “You’re an asshole,” I spat, and yet my gaze stayed locked on his. He didn’t blink. “Jason is waiting,” I reminded myself out loud, as if the name would save me. “He’s waiting for me.” Ian scoffed. “Jason? That idiot couldn’t keep you entertained if he were the last man on Earth. All he’s got are dumb jokes and zero bite.” My hands clenched into fists at my sides. “We laugh. That’s more than I can say about you and your ‘bite.’”

Today was supposed to be Selene’s big day, the moment every detail had been planned for months, the day she would become Adrian Boss's bride. Zara had spent hours making sure everything was perfect. After all, Selene deserved it. She had always deserved everything. Zara, in contrast, had grown accustomed to the quiet, overlooked corners of the world. She was the “good girl,” the stepdaughter who never spoke up, who always stayed in the background while Selene soaked up praise, attention, and affection.

“Don’t stop. Eat your cum out of me. Then fuck me again.” He devoured me hungrily, licking and fingering me until I came again on his tongue. Then he stood up, lifted me, and carried me upstairs to our parents’ bedroom. He laid me on their big bed and climbed on top of me. This time he fucked me slow and deep, eyes locked on mine. “This is so wrong,” he whispered, thrusting deep. “Fucking my stepsister on our parents’ bed.” “I love it,” I moaned. “Fuck me here. Claim me here.”