Puck Me Stepbrother Novels & Stories

Stop. "Pumpkin?" His voice drops lower, and I swear the temperature drops around us with it. "Yeah." “I'm not pumpkin head,” he says in a call voice, a voice that did something to my insides. “I'm your stepbrother…..well I don't see you as a relative if you ask me.” I blink. “Stepbrother?.” He raises his hand as if stopping me, “Yes…I mean no, I can't see you as mu step sister, not because of the bond or because of the marriage between our parents or whatever. And don't ask me why. Just know I'm Alpha Donovan's son.”

On the man’s wrist, a crack grew as he broke his bone. “Look, the only thing I know about them is that they have been watching you for a very long time, okay? They have eyes on you, on your girl; they know her, and soon enough they are coming for her, knowing that she is your weakness.” He trembled. “Whatever sick, twisted fantasies you have with your stepsister, you’re all going to go down from it. You bastards,” he growled. The brothers were quiet; they could take anything. They could take the insults, but one thing they wouldn’t take was talking about Sadie, and the mercenary saw that he had made a mistake.

“I was cruel.” The Liam who stood in front of me was a different person from whom I was familiar with. And it was surprising to me. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, holding my plate tightly. “Because I don't want us fighting. We are step-siblings now, so we have no other option than to cooperate and be at peace with each other.” His words sounded awkward in my ears. And from the way his body language came off, I knew his words didn't also seem usual to him.

Her next words nearly give me a heart attack. “There are two things, actually. Sebastian and I got married in Vegas two days ago.” My stomach drops. “What?!” “There was nothing I could do, Loriah.” She cries. “He brought it up and I couldn’t dissuade him. I’m so sorry.” This only means one thing — Zakari is really my step brother now. “I don’t have much time, but the second thing I want to tell you… Zakari killed his younger brother ten years ago. He murdered Jamal with his own hands…”

Kaia Bennett has spent years proving she belongs on the ice. As the star player of one of the league’s most successful hockey teams, she has the talent, the fame, and the determination to go further than anyone ever expected. Until her stepbrother buys her team. Roman has always believed he knows what is best for Kaia. Now, as the new owner of her team, he expects her to follow his rules, including a contract that could keep her tied to his organization for three years. Kaia refuses. She would rather walk away from everything she has built than let Roman control her career but leaving is easier than starting over. Sponsors turn their backs on her. Investors refuse to help. Players are

“My stepbrother’s mouth on me. Making me cum even when everything is falling apart.” I came hard, shaking against his face. He stood up, freed himself, and thrust into me on the couch. “Take me,” he growled. “All of me.” I wrapped my legs around him. “Yes. Fuck me. Claim me.” He moved deep and steady, eyes locked on mine. “You’re mine. No matter what this blackmailer does. Say it.” “I’m yours. Only yours. My stepbrother owns me.” We came together, holding each other tight.

I said softly. “What? Why?” Because yesterday I found out that Caden, my two-year crush, was going to be my stepbrother, and now I’m living under the same roof with him. He’s arrogant, proud, cold, and definitely hates me. A sigh escaped my lips; I couldn’t possibly tell her that. “Mom wants me to visit her sick aunt tomorrow,” I lied. “Oh… I thought she died last year, or is there another?” Shit. “You’re lying,” she added.”

"A puck bunny is basically a hockey player's girlfriend." "Oh." "Or boyfriend." "Oh." "They follow the players around." "Oh." "They wear jerseys." I looked down at myself, then immediately wished I hadn't. "Oh." The girl nodded. "Yeah." For a second, I simply sat there processing that information then I physically shuddered. "No." "No?" "No." The word came out stronger than intended, the girl just watched me. I pointed toward the name on my back. "That's my brother." Her eyes widened.

He traced my lower lip with his thumb. “I'm done asking nicely.” My heart pounded. “What are you going to do?” “Teach you a fucking lesson.” He pulled me onto his lap. I landed awkwardly, my thighs straddling his own. He gripped my hips, holding me in place, causing my dress to roll up. His sweatpants were thin, and I could feel him underneath. Solid and warm. “This is weird,” I said. You are my stepbrother. “You should have thought of that before making me wait almost four hours.” He slid his hands down my thighs, squeezing. “Your mother trusted me to take care of you. And I'm going to make sure you understand the consequences.

I guess he meant it when he said we should ignore each other. “It’s my stepbrother… I” “What’s wrong? Is he giving you a hard time? My stepbrother is a total asshole,” Kenya says. I smile. Life would be easier if I thought he was an asshole. “No, I fell in love with him over the summer.” The room falls silent as all eyes turn to me. See, I know they would think it was weird. “I know it may be weird….” I begin to explain “Ewwwwwwww.” Kenya exclaims.