Possessive Step Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

Cade’s jaw flexed once. They kept talking about her legs, her mouth, the way she had told Cade to fuck off at breakfast like she had a death wish. I sat there listening and felt something ugly and possessive rise in my chest. The thought of anyone else touching her made my hands curl into fists. I wanted to keep her to myself. Lock her in my room and remind her exactly who she submitted to that first night until she forgot every other name. But these men were my brothers. They had pulled me out of darker places than I would ever admit. And I had seen them at their worst too.

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I grabbed my books and closed the locker. "Just the usual. Nothing interesting," I stated and looked past her to avoid her eyes knowing that she would see through my lie before I could take my next breath. Only to land on something much worse. Right ahead of me and looking straight into my face was my nightmare come alive, my soon-to-be stepbrother heading towards us. He grinned the moment he noticed me. I tensed, my mind going blank again like it had the multiple times I had encountered him. Not wanting to reveal anything to Ava at that moment, I grabbed her hand and pulled her with me.

Chelsea I knew I would go crazy if I had to spend another day in the same house with my step brother who went around the house with his denim pants riding low on his hips. He was good looking and he carried himself with the air of one who was good looking and knew it. He was arrogant too. He had looked in my eyes and had concluded that I desired him. It was one of the most daring things I had ever had a man do to me. But I knew I was not damned because he was hot. I was damned because he knew now that I wanted him desperately.

he whispered against my skin. “Screw you,” I bit out, though it came out more breath than bite. His grin was pure sin. “Anytime, baby doll.” His mouth was back on mine before I could think of a retort, kissing me so hard it felt like he wanted to devour me. And for a second, I let myself get lost in it—let myself pretend that this wasn’t completely insane. That he wasn’t my stepbrother. That he wasn’t a two-hundred-year-old vampire who could kill me if he wanted to.

I stared at Axel blankly before I looked at his father again, but he still had his nose buried in the newspaper. Mom still had that look on her face, and she seemed like she was far from here. Wasn't this weird to any of them? My supposed step-brother asking what kind of men I prefer? I looked back at him and just shrugged. “I don't prefer bastards. Simple.” He said nothing and just looked at me, his lips pressed together. I looked away and continued breakfast, trying to deceive my brain that their eyes on me weren't affecting me.

"I've been thinking about you all day. About what I'm going to do to you at the Summit." "At the Summit?" His grin was wicked as he kissed his way down my stomach and hooked his fingers in my shorts, dragging them down along with my underwear in one smooth pull. "All those powerful Alphas in one place and none of them will know that their future Beta's brother is fucking his step-sister in a storage room three doors down from the grand hall." Heat flooded between my legs and he saw it, saw the way my thighs pressed together, and he spread them apart with both hands and settled his face between them.

I tried to hard to stand up, but my energy doesn't compare to his. He kissed me. Not gentle, not soft. His mouth claimed mine like he'd been starving for years. His tongue slipped past mine, and I tasted coffee and something sharper. Hunger. I kissed him back, my stepbrother. The man who had been cold to me for two years, who never looked at me twice. His hand slid up my thigh to under my dress. His fingers brushed my panties, and I was wet. Achingly wet. “Look at you,” he murmured against my lips. “Saying no with your mouth, but your body says yes.”

"Are you kidding me right now? Damien is mine! My mate! I shouldn't have to fight with you, you should leave him alone because he's mated to me! Why is that so difficult for you to wrap your head around? Or are you going to cast a spell on me too?" "You shouldn't be with him!" She yelled back at me. "He's your step-brother therefore you two cannot be together! He should be mine! Mine!" "Well good thing he's not yours then Nyx. You don't even know him, you're just a brat who heard the word no for the first time and threw a tantrum because of it." She jumped on me then, knocking me to the ground.

"This pussy belongs to me now. Gonna keep breeding it until everyone knows you're ruined for anyone else." Every thrust hit deep, pounding that spot that made my eyes roll back. His balls slapped my clit. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my back. I pushed back to meet him, needy and shameless. "Harder," I gasped. "Don't stop." "Greedy little sis." He slammed in deeper, grinding on every stroke. "You love this, don't you? Love your stepbrother fucking you raw while bad men wait outside."