My Step Father Novels & Stories

She moved toward the stairs gracefully, leaving both Christian and Rose momentarily speechless. As soon as she was gone, I let out a slow breath and turned toward my father. “Maybe if you treated her well, she wouldn’t need to be making appointments with a doctor at all.” Christian’s eyes narrowed. “Hunter, you shouldn’t concern yourself with the affairs of my wife. That’s not your business.” I leaned back in my chair, matching his glare. “It is my business. She’s my stepmother, after all, and I care if she’s being walked over or treated poorly. Wouldn't want you to treat her like you did my mother."

I just walked past him and into the sitting room, slamming the door behind me. Inside, I tried to breathe. The room was too quiet, too clean. I turned on the TV, hoping to lose myself in a movie. Maybe if I watched something light, I could forget where I was. Who I was with. But peace didn’t last. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and his son walked in like he owned the place. His shoulders were relaxed, but the smirk on his face made me sit up straighter. “Stepmom,” he said, dragging out the word like it was poison. “What’s it like, marrying someone old enough to be your father? Let me guess—it’s all about the money, right?”

I say and he looks at me with eyes dark but not moving, he folds his arms and leans his weight on his hips. “Fuck, Winter, you shouldn't be doing something like this, what will your mom think?“ Kaden, my stepfather says and I shake my head, pressing my hands together to plead. The door opens and Uncle Justin walks in with a smirk, “relax brother, she's just exploring like young ladies her age” Justin says and I almost moan at the tension in the room. “She's my step daughter, and you're her fucking Uncle” Kaden says strictly and Uncle Justin climbs into the bed, staying behind me to present me to his brother…my stepdaddy.

My stepfather. The texts flooded the screen in rapid succession, each one more furious than the last. *Lush, answer your phone right now. What the hell is this on the news? Tell me this isn’t you. Are you sleeping with Alexander? In his office? He is my best friend, you ungrateful little brat. You have ruined this family. Answer me!*

Daddy caught me in bed with Jeremy Dettling, getting fucked in the ass and talking dirty. To make matters worse, I was, of course, calling Jeremy "Daddy". Because, yeah, I've got a total thing for my stepdad. And it's not as if I even grew up with him or anything. He was my stepdad for all of a year and he spent that traveling with Mom all the time.

"She's... she has got it all wrong, Daddy." Bruce closed the distance between us in a single, predatory stride. He lowered himself down until our faces were inches apart, staring directly into my panicked eyes. "Do you like my son, Katherine?" "Katherine? I'm Katherine now?!" I yelled, the sudden use of my real name stinging more than a slap. "Answer me!" he barked. "What does it matter, Dad?!" I screamed back, tears welling in my eyes. "You're my stepfather! You are marrying my mom!"

Arthur said, his voice dropping to a deadly, quiet register that made the air in the room feel freezing. "And he does his job. Unlike you, who spends his days playing CEO in a suit he hasn't earned. Don't speak about your brother when you're sitting at my table." Leo’s jaw clenched so hard I thought his teeth might shatter. He looked away, staring down at his plate, his chest rising and falling with heavy, angry breaths. The silence that followed was suffocating. I sat there, trapped between a step-father who was slowly sliding his hand up my inner thigh, and a step-brother who was looking at me like he wanted to burn the house down.

Chapter 1 “Daddy…” The word slipped out of my mouth in a broken moan as I shoved two fingers deep into my soaked pussy. I was supposed to be studying for the past hour; textbooks were open on the nightstand and notes scattered but my mind drifted back to Steven. My step-dad. Forty-five, built like someone who swung hammers for a living. Broad shoulders, strong forearms with dark hair that made him look rough in the best way possible. He’d been part of my life since I was sixteen, but this summer… something had shifted. The way his eyes lingered on my legs when I came down for coffee in my tiny sleep shorts.

I immediately looked away, my cheeks burning up. "Cut the bullshit. I doubt you haven't seen a dick in your life." He spat out. My gaze immediately snapped to his and I felt the same temper rising again. "You don't know anything about me. For your information, you're my stepfather, just reminding you in case you lost some of your brain cells on the way here. You shouldn't talk to me like this. Don't be a creepy pervert!" I was panting by the end of my tirade.

His hands were still on mine, I felt like my skin was burning from the touch and I was hot all over. He saw that I looked the other way so he gently moved my face to look at him, I looked at him with a sigh, “ What is it? Let's watch the movie.” I said, trying to pull my hands away. Then I saw something I hadn't seen, his face twisted up in annoyance as his grip on my arms became more firm. “ It seems you haven't realized that I'm about to be your step father and it's my responsibility to care for you, get that into your head and stop acting like a bitch just because of a one night stand.”