Novelas y relatos de My Step

8. Alyssa I love my step brother. No. I adore him. I am crazy about him and hiding it has been driving me mad. He's like… everything I would want from a man. From the moment he walked through our door with his mom that first day they came to my our house for dinner during a ur first meeting, I knew that I would bed him. I didn't care that he was my soon to be step brother or that my dad was getting it on with his (Skylar’s) mother, all I knew was that I needed and wanted him.

Those hands that guided me to submission as I took him in, the whole of him. Oh, not again! I blinked, trying to focus. This is Stephan, your step-uncle and a professor at your school. Nothing more! The voice in my head was so loud, I feared others in the room could hear it. I slowly moved my hand to take his, trying as much as possible to avoid eye contact. “Imani…” he half called, half groaned my name, “it's nice to meet you again,” he said as I raised my head.

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?”

Chapter 1 I've been spying on my step-sister for about two months; watching her change her clothes through her bedroom window. I never thought I'd take it any farther than just spying. She is my step-sister , after all. To me it's just a good way to see some tits, ass and pussy on a regular basis.

“It’s... tolerable. If you ignore the crappy classmates, the annoying stepdad and stepbrother, and the complete lack of trees around here to jog in.” He laughed. “This isn’t Pebble Creek, I get it. But your mom insisted you come. What could you do?” “Exactly. What could I do,” I muttered. He cleared his throat and gave me a side-eye. “Also... you still haven’t told me. Who’s the lucky guy? You just got here—couldn’t have met that many people.” I fell silent. I really didn’t want to tell anyone that my stepbrother was my mate. Just like he saw me as a disgrace... my feelings were mutual.

The dining room doors flung open and a voice echoed across the room. "Sorry I'm late," he said. A voice I recognized. "Some idiot jumped in front of my car." My heart froze immediately. I slowly turned my head and boom! It was him. The guy from the road. He froze when he saw me. His eyes widened, then narrowed into a dangerous stare. "You?" he whispered, his jaw clenched. Mom smiled nervously. "Cole, this is Liam. Your new stepbrother. I've told you about him, now you finally meet him.” She smiled warmly.

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved o

I stepped bαck α little‚ my voice dropping. “There αre so mαny things keeping us αpαrt‚ Killiαn. Cαn’t you see thαt? It’s not just the cαmpαign. It’s everything. It’s your mom αnd my dαd. They’re mαrried. You’re my stepbrother. People won’t ever look pαst thαt.”

“It’s nothing. He’s just intense.” Mia pointed a spoon at her. “Intense enough that you’re walking like you just got railed?” Heat flooded Ava’s face so fast she felt dizzy. “Mia—” “I’m not stupid. You hung up on me mid-sentence, you sound wrecked, and that boy looks at you like he’s already had his mouth on every inch of you.” Mia’s voice dropped. “Did you sleep with your stepbrother?” The silence stretched. Ava’s mouth opened. Closed. Her heart was beating so hard she could hear it in her ears.

There are some things in life that are not planned. They just happen! My step sister Donna is 4 years older than me and we have never been real tight. We were just typical step siblings with an age difference. We would fight all the time over just about anything, but as we got older we managed to become friends. My step sister was a wild child; I caught her more than once having sex with her boyfriends at our parents' house. I never said anything but she knew that I knew.