Novel & Cerita Puck Me Stepbrother

"Ember Brock is three years older than you, head over a fraternity as well as being a football jock. Brock is a player. He is only out for one thing; don't be stupid," "We can't be together, Derrick. I wish we could. I wish you weren't my stepbrother, but you are. I love you in a way I shouldn't love my stepbrother. I need you to let me go, and I need you to move on. It's for the best. We can't keep going on like this," Emberly quickly took her hand from my chest and looked away. Desperation took over me. "Ember, please, please don't do this. Give me this year, that's all I ask, and then I promise I'll let you go," I tilted her chin to look at me.

"Both of us know that there's no erotic scene or anything close to it in this series. Are you hard because of me, stephen? You got hard gazing at your step sister's breast?" "I.... I...I'm sorry, I tried to control it but I couldn't. Please don't tell anyone." Stephen pleaded. "I'm sorry." "You couldn't control getting hard for your step sister? Am I that sexy? Fuck! I don't know I have such a naughty brother." "Please I'm sorry. Believe me, I don't mean to."

“It’s... tolerable. If you ignore the crappy classmates, the annoying stepdad and stepbrother, and the complete lack of trees around here to jog in.” He laughed. “This isn’t Pebble Creek, I get it. But your mom insisted you come. What could you do?” “Exactly. What could I do,” I muttered. He cleared his throat and gave me a side-eye. “Also... you still haven’t told me. Who’s the lucky guy? You just got here—couldn’t have met that many people.” I fell silent. I really didn’t want to tell anyone that my stepbrother was my mate. Just like he saw me as a disgrace... my feelings were mutual.

He is his step brother . A thousand reasons flooded her mind, each more alarming than the last. What would her father say? What would people think? How could she ever face Julian again, knowing the boundaries they had shattered? 'julian is her Stepbrother .' That thought alone made her chest tighten with dread. How could I have let this happen?

“Your fucking stepbrother?” I stepped forward. “You need to leave.” Jake laughed. “Or what? This is between me and my girlfriend.” “She’s not your girlfriend anymore,” Ruby said quietly. That set him off. Jake turned on me, shoving my chest. “This is your fault, isn’t it? Sneaking around behind my back with your own stepsister? You’re sick, man.” The wolf inside me was already on edge from the rut. When he shoved me again, harder, something snapped. I swung first. My fist caught him square in the jaw. He stumbled back, surprised, then came at me swinging.

Hayden's POV A punch landed on my chin so hard that I almost felt it snap. My jaw ached so badly, and I stumbled backward, knowing that it would probably leave a bruise for a long time. I turned to the one who had punched me, and his eyes glared at me like he desperately wanted to get rid of me. My stepbrother. Stephen.

"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">

I put my headphones on and forced my brain to think about light and composition instead of the exact way Zeek’s mouth had felt like a bad decision I wanted to make again. My phone buzzed. Twice, because apparently my morning wasn’t complicated enough yet. Leo first. You disappear after the game and don’t even text? Rude. Also that no-goal call was robbery. I’m still pissed. Sorry. Long night but you played hard. The call was unfair, I typed back, technically true on every count, which was the closest I could get to honest these days. I did not mention that I’d been standing close enough to watch him throw that punch. Some things a sister keeps to herself.

Not even ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. Stepbrother: Come to my room. Quiet. Now. My heart raced. I crept down the hallway. His door was cracked open. The second I slipped inside, he shut it, locked it, and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine in a hungry kiss while his hand shoved down the front of my sweatpants. Two thick fingers plunged straight into my soaked pussy. “Still full of my cum,” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers slowly. “Such a dirty girl. Walking around downstairs like a good little sister while your stepbrother’s load is leaking out of you.”

“Yeah that Riven. The hockey guy everyone knows from the team. And get this he is my new stepbrother. Our parents got into some kind of agreement and got married while I was too busy losing my damn virginity to even tell you guys about any of it.” The table went quiet for a second then all three of them started talking at once. Larkin slapped her hand on the table lightly and laughed. “No way. The Riven? Like the one with all the hype on the ice and that attitude? Your stepbrother now? Izzy how did you keep that quiet this whole time?”