Possessive Step Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

“You’ve got to admit, it’s kind of sweet… in that weird, twisted, totally-Ethan kind of way. Honestly, I had no idea you two were that close.” I gawked at her. “He didn’t do it for me. He did it to manipulate the situation so he could follow me to school. That’s not romance—it’s borderline stalker behavior.” Tess waved her hand dismissively. “Potato, po-tah-to. The point is, he went out of his way to stay close to you. That’s, like, the definition of romantic.” I groaned, rubbing my temples. “Tess, he’s my stepbrother!”

What we did would NEVER happen again, it will forever be our little, forbidden secret, because let's be honest… I could never tell anyone I spent the best night of my life… in the arms of my brother… -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- VERY IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE: This story does NOT contain incest in the storyline. This story is about a forbidden, secret relationship between a STEP brother and STEP sister, however going forward I won’t be putting the word ‘’step’’ infront of brother, sister, mother or father as the family has been together for so long, they consider each other ACTUAL family even though there is NO BIOLOGICAL RELATION except

It began with: Am I to blame? For years, my stepbrother has been starring in all my fantasies. He has always been caring despite his cold demeanor, and has been my rock through the good and the bad times. We have recently kissed, and now he’s asking me to become his lover. I don’t know what to think and have no one to confide in. Thoughts? Simone soon went to take a shower. And under the soothing hot water, as her muscles loosened, she could almost forget all her concerns.

Or the time that the condom ripped… “We have our period at the same time, remember? And I always buy your tampons and put them in your bathroom. I noticed when I was cleaning that you never touched your packet.” I didn’t say anything as I left her standing there. She was talking, like a mosquito in my ear. I couldn’t listen to anything she said, because not only was I late, I was also going to the prom with the man that was going to be my future stepbrother. Even worse, the father of my baby…

"That’s bullshit." "It’s not! Our parents are married! You’re my stepbrother! Not just my best friend. I shouldn’t have kissed you to begin with!" I yell, my breathing heavy and my heart trembling from the words that leave my mouth. To my surprise, he chuckles. And he takes a step forward. This time, I don’t move back. I let him close the space between us and his harsh breath blows on my face as he speaks in a low, challenging voice. "Stepbrother? Is that who I am to you? Swear to me that’s who you see me as and I’ll take what you say. I won’t ever touch you again."

It was the perfect excuse to prove to Richard that my brother was a defective bastard and to ensure that Luke wouldn't just belong to me by a silly assistance contract, but would remain tied to me for life. With a cynical smile, I tossed the phone hard toward the sofa and spun around suddenly toward the bed, fixing my eyes on my stepbrother. Luke looked at me strangely, leaning on his elbows, with the quilt barely covering the line of his bare hips. I was furious, truly at the limit of my patience, and I needed to drain all that adrenaline discharge immediately over his unarmed body. The little patience I had left had gone straight to shit with Marcus's call. Without saying a single word, I

He was close enough now that I could smell coffee on his breath, could smell clean sweat on his skin, could see the tiny faint scar of my finger still on his chest when I held it for support while he sucked me last night. I couldn’t speak. Could only stare up at him, my lips parted, and my clit was all over the place. He reached out, hooked one finger under the hem of my crop top, and dragged it up slow, slow enough that the fabric caught on my nipples, making them drag and bounce free before the shirt settled again. His gaze dropped to the wet patch darkening the front of my pale-blue shorts. "I’m not going to fuck you," he said that once again, crystal clear. "Not ever. You’re my stepsiste

"How to touch yourself. How to suck cock. How to ride. How to make a man lose his fucking mind. And most importantly — how to come so hard you forget your own name." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "But you're my stepbrother." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "And?" He raises an eyebrow. "We're not related by blood. Our parents have been married for three years and we've barely spoken ten words to each other. The only thing between us is a piece of paper." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He's right. I know he's right. But still— _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

“You can't drink just because you're jealous of a phone,” I bolt up but end up losing my balance and falling on his chest; he catches me. Hiccups. “Why should I be jealous? You're my stepbrother, you can marry the damn phone if you want,” I place my hands on his strong chest and inhale. He smells nice, too nice! I can almost taste his cologne on my tongue. With my mind stuck in a haze, I lean in and brush my nose at the line between his neck and shoulder, drinking in more of his scent. “You smell so nice. Why do you smell so nice!” I clench his shirt, pull him close, and hold him tight. “You are my stepbrother, you shouldn't smell so nice.”

Author's note: The Italian Billionaire Pregnant Bride baby bundle series has ended. Enjoy this series of bonus chapter. P.S Read at your own risk! Sexy Step Brother Blurb; Kate always wanted and dreamed of losing her v card to her sexy Step brother, but all her dreams and aspirations were threatened when she was sent away to another country to complete her education. Few years later, after her education and still hell bent on having her step brother. She's back with vengeance to do what ever it takes to make him fuck her!