Seducing Brother Novels & Stories

She was chasing too, lost in the rising tide of sensation, her mind a mess of half-formed images and desperate need. Adrian's face. His hazel eyes floating above her, staring into her soul as he flew her self approach the edge of a cliff that she was willing to fly off. And then for a split second, those eyes weren't Adrian at all. No these were dark eyes and they were too familiar. Too close. Her brother! Elara jolted upright with a sharp gasp, throwing the covers off as if they were burning her skin. Her heart hammered violently, hands shaking as she pressed them into the mattress, breath coming too fast, too shallow.

When he finally turns back to me, his voice is low. “What about seducing my brother?” “What?” “You said it yourself…. what I cannot do, he might be able to.” My stomach drops. He actually took my words seriously. I shake my head quickly. “I didn’t mean that. I swear.” “It doesn’t matter,” he says, voice flat. “You were right after all. And my brother is… promiscuous.” “What are you saying?” He reaches out and holds my shoulders, his grip firm but not painful. “You don’t have to tell him about the curse. I don’t want him to know. Just seduce him. Let him think he’s taking what’s mine. He’s always wanted what’s mine anyway.”

"But is Sir Bryce your b-boyfriend?" "Joseph!" As if losing hope and running out of patience, James called his older brother when it was his turn to ask. I just sighed because of what they were thinking. Why was that man looking for me then when he saw me he would act like that until he left as if he had done nothing? His tricks confuse me. Why is that man like that?

" He prompted. " How do you know??" " The tensed expression on your face told me that night that you got to know something... Which you could not digest. " He said with a smile. " I was shocked when she said that she was planning to seduce her husband. " I said shyly. "Aww... My sweet innocent bride learnt a trick or two from her sister." He said while grinning. " You are teasing me... I hate you. " " No, you don't!! You love me, darling." He said and smiled. He looked like a mischievous teenager.

I said looking at the woman who smiled at me, handing me the bag of money, I took it in my hands and nodded at her extending my hand to shake hers. “This is my number. I will be calling you when I want you to start work” Nermine said standing up. “You’re giving me your number for you to call me? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?” I asked frowning in confusion, Nermine smiled looking down at me. Her eyes devious. “Sweetheart, I’ll already know where to find you” Nermine said smiling, I raised an eyebrow at her but nodded not bothering to question it, the money of my brother was found. That was all that mattered to me. My big brother wasn’t going to jail.

I said. Before, every time I thought about Ram as Atilla's husband, I usually felt a tinge of pain, but that pain was no longer there when I uttered that word. Ram finally stepped forward, looking at me with a grave expression. I almost forgot how close he was to Miranda, considering that Miranda is his best friend. "I'll only answer your question if you tell me what happened to Miranda," Ram asserts with a grave tone, his eyes reflecting the weight of his words. "I decided to seduce Miranda to sleep with me to make her leave my brother. It was wrong of me to think that she was a horrible... woman."

“Be good, Evelyn. If you behave, I’ll have someone deliver the medicine your brother needs later.” The effect was immediate. Her body stopped resisting. Her breath relaxed — and in that single moment, I knew I had her cornered. This blatant blackmail wasn’t a victory I was proud of, but it was still a victory. She lowered her gaze to the invitation clutched in her hand. “I need to attend the banquet now,” she said quietly. “Sure,” I said easily. “I’ll go with you.” “No.” Her answer was sudden — too sudden. She stepped out of my hold and turned, her gaze calm. “You’d better deal with your little sweetheart first.”

How much she wanted to smack him repeatedly across his face until it was bleeding and grotesque. He lifted a finger and trailed the fine lines of her delicate feminine jaw. Her insides turned with vomít. She shut her eyes, fighting for control. He assumed she reacted to his touch. “You are a very beautiful woman, Ashley. I don't know what you're doing with my wímp of a brother.” His eyes trail her features and they darkened with lust. “You only deserve a real man by your side… A real man such as myself… If my brother hadn't met you first… We could have made a great pair.” He smiled seductively to buttress his point.

"Finger your sister and make her cum." * * * Danielle Sellers My brother's fingers were cupping my pussy. I had wanted this for so long, but I had been too scared to say it. Now... it was happening. At Ms. Franchella's deviant command, my brother rubbed his fingers up and down my pussy slit. "Mmm, turn your head and kiss your brother," Ms. Franchella purred. "Okay," I whispered and turned my head, my brother's hard dick twitching beneath my butt. He was the only boy that measured up. Our lips came closer. My brother kissed me.

The youngest brother spoke to his eldest. The older one grinned and nodded toward the Seringue binding her arm. “She is ours now.” “I’m next.” The younger brother touched his aching arousal. Desperate to enter the woman he’d yearned to fill for so long. He took a step toward the stone pallet but his older brother put a palm to his chest to hold him back. “You’ll have your turn…” The middle brother was even more ferocious than the eldest. Putting his weight on his palms in a push up so he could shove deeper into her warm heat.