Novel & Cerita My Stepmom Manhwa

“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…”

Just grab my bag from the foyer table, just get out— “You’re not going anywhere, you little slut.” The voice came from the living room doorway, sharp and venomous, freezing me in place. I turned slowly, dread coiling in my gut. My stepmother—Victoria—stood there, arms crossed over her designer blouse, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her elbow. She was a vision of polished cruelty: blonde hair in a sleek chignon, makeup flawless even at whatever ungodly hour this was, lips painted a blood-red that matched the rage in her eyes. She’d married my father five years after my mother’s death, when I was ten, and from day one she’d treated me like an inconvenient stain on her perfect li

OBSESSED WITH MY STEPBROTHER Chapter 3: My Stepbrother Fucks Me While Our Parents Are Home The footsteps on the stairs should make me panic. Instead, they make me wetter. Kai’s cock is still buried deep inside my cum-filled pussy. He looks down at me with dark, dangerous eyes, a wicked smirk on his face as the sound of my mother and stepfather’s voices drifts up from the hallway. “We should stop,” I whisper, even as my walls clench around him.

Karashi said, and I lifted my gaze to glare at her. "She could die for all I care," I said under my breath, relaxing in my office chair, "Maybe the Moon Goodness is punishing him for fucking and accepting to be mated to his own stepsister." I stared at the ceiling for a second, then scoffed under my breath. "Tell me, how do you fuck your stepsister to the point of accepting her as your fated mate?" I said nonchalantly. Kester irks me. Everything about him was too wrong.

Jane Thompson was the girl who nailed every test, the biggest school nerd who preferred books over real human interaction. Her life was a carefully organised routine: read, school, homework read, read, read till her eyes hurt, then sleep. Till one day, her mother got remarried and everything changed There wasn’t much to say about Jeremy, he was a popular biker, terrifically hot, handsome and rebellious. Literally every girl wanted him. He was Jane’s hot biker stepbrother.

What should she do to make Adam accept her? *** After posting the latest Chapter on the computer screen, a satisfied smile appeared on my face. This is a stepsibling erotic story. And I couldn't have predicted that it would be several times more popular than I thought. And it's growing. This is a story that a reader suggested I write about my stepsibling, and they thought it must be hot. Sure enough, so I enjoyed reading the comments. As usual. I scrolled through the comments of my story, the first one read, "This story is super insane, it's hot and a bit funny, am really enjoying it."

The voice that once belonged to my mother’s mate, my stepfather was now something darker, twisted. Lucien stepped into the light, his features a mask of control barely hiding the fire raging behind his eyes. His gaze swept over me, not with concern, but possession. “I reject you as my mate,” I choked, tears streaking my cheeks. “You’re not my mate. You’re my… my—” He cut me off with a chuckle. “Still clinging to that fantasy?” His voice dipped low, mocking. “You think the Moon Goddess cares about your childish rejection? I’ve marked you. That makes you mine.”

And by the way… you can call me mom from now on, my dear. ''Really?'' I focused my cold gaze to her with a raised brow, the corner of my mouth curved into a smirk. ‘‘Are you sure, mommy?’’ ‘‘Of course, sweetheart!’’ she said, hurrying forward and grabbed my hand. ‘‘We are family, Celestine... Although I’m your stepmother, I can treat you like my own daughter just like how I am treating your sister…’’ What's her drama this time? I couldn't help but chuckle as I wrenched my hand away from her grip. ‘‘I apologize, but I don’t need another mother. I only have one mother and her name is Sandra…’’

Ah, this makes it easier for me. Alright, looks like duty is calling me. *** Knock, knock, knock. "Kaa-san, just come in." I said to the stepmother who was standing at the door. She is my new mother. That's right, old Kim Jaerim has remarried. Then, what's wrong if I follow in his footsteps, right?