New Brother: His Dirty Little Secret นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I actually did mean it but I didn't realize my breasts were peeking out of the low v of my unbuttoned shirt when I said it and right now I feel like an ungrateful snub standing in the middle of a room full of broken glass and tension I personally created. And I miss my fucking brother. I miss Ethan. I'm not functioning right, I know that, I know it might be toxic and I know people who love me would say good riddance but he's still my brother and I would rather be dealing with his toxic ass in the real world than stuck underground in some hideout with strangers I know nothing about. Asides Nova and her kids of course. They don't count as strangers anymore. The broken bottle on the floor was s

Just a strange text. “Seems all the royal brothers have a dirty little secret” it read. My heart sank into my chest again. Whoever did this knew about my affair with Mike. They knew he was my boyfriend. But what dirty secret did my brother have before he died that they knew about? My brother was a good boy, with a clean record. I called the phone number that sent me the message. Maybe they would ask me to pay a ransom or something, or maybe meet them somewhere. The phone rang twice before they picked up the call.

“I love the feeling of a new pussy. When I thrust immediately, I cum… it’s the brand new, sweet feeling, babe. But if we fuck again, trust me—I won’t cum fast. Want to try?” “No!” I snapped, shaking my head. “I got a WHOLE pornstar to ride tonight.” His jaw clenched. “Who?” “Johnson Nick,” I purred, tongue tracing my lip slowly. He barked a laugh. “You’re hilarious.” “Jokes on YOU—that’s my BROTHER.” He snarled. I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. “You’re joking, right?” “How could I? besides, I know my brother well… he doesn’t fuck random people.”

“Why did you have such a strong feeling toward this man you do not know?” “I don’t know, Daddy. I guess that’s why I am here–to confess my sins. Maybe I can get some understanding. Maybe I can get some light,” she answered. “Oh, Father, the thoughts I had about this man... they were really, really dirty. I took off my bra and showed off my tits to him. He seemed to really like it. His eyes glazed over; I was going to bury his face in them until he was out of breath…”

We fucked like that for a long time — quiet, but desperate, both of us trying not to make too much noise even though we were all alone. He whispered against my ear the whole time — “This is so wrong… I shouldn’t be inside you… you’re my sister now…” — but he never really stopped. When he came he buried himself deep and shook against me, groaning my name into my neck We stayed like that for a long moment. Still connected. Breathing hard. Finally he pulled out. Looked at me with those guilty eyes. “Dad or Brooke can never know,” he whispered. I nodded. “They won’t.” "It's our little secret baby bro"

Book 4 - Sucking her brothers dick The silence in the grand, unfamiliar house was a living thing, vast and echoing. My new parents, so kind and overwhelmingly cheerful in their efforts to make me feel at home, had left abruptly for an emergency business trip, leaving me alone with him. My stepbrother, Liam. We hadn't really talked since I arrived a week ago. He was older, maybe twenty-one, with a quiet intensity that was both intimidating and strangely captivating. His presence just loomed, even when he wasn't around, a constant, heavy weight in the air.

Marcus' POV “Is it weird that i think about my brother-in-law fucking me, Merlina.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Low, sharp, and very, very real. I’d buried it for months, maybe longer, telling myself it was nothing but a reckless thrill I’d never act on. But now it was out, and saying it aloud felt like handing someone the match to burn everything down. A match just landed in the hands of my best friend, Merlina.

I feel so invisible right now. "Wait, is she?" Here we go again. But this this it's Conor. His eyes looking back and forth from Conrad to me. Conrad nods at him with his grin still visible. "Wow, you're stunning. Nice to meet you, Ms. Cloepfil. I'm Conor." He stretches out his hand to me for a handshake and I accepted it without any hesitations. "It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Easton. Happy birthday." God, how many Eastons are left for me to meet tonight? "Thank you. Thank you so much, really. Uhm, I heard a lot about you. My brother here—" Conrad widens his eyes at his step-brother. "I mean, no. I only heard about you a few times." I laugh at him because clearly, his step-brother is giving

“Okay? Bullshit. I saw you two, man. I went looking for more drinks and heard some noises from your room. The door wasn’t fully closed. I peeked. Fuck, dude… you were destroying her. Maya was face-down, ass up, screaming your name while you pounded that pussy like you were trying to break her.” My stomach dropped. Cold sweat broke across my back even as my cock twitched traitorously at the memory. “Shut the fuck up, Marcus. Not here. And don’t tell a single soul about it. I mean it.” He held up his hands, still smirking. “Relax, bro. Your secret’s safe. But damn… your stepsister? That’s some next-level shit. She looked like she was loving every brutal inch—” Before he could finish, my phone

He respond with a smug grin. This guy...! I'm starting to like his guts and boldness. Who the hell does he take Jamel for? Seriously? "Do you know who my brother is?" I countered. "Do I look like I care?" He replied flatly. "Even if you don't care, I'm still gon' tell you who he is." I yelled to his face. "My brother's name is Jamel. Jamel Grayson, second richest in New York, do you get?" "So?" He shrugged his shoulders with a boring expression. "What if he's Jamel Grayson, huh?"