Seducing My Brother Novels & Stories

"You can't just walk away from family!" I paused at the top of the stairs, looking back at my so-called family. Mom comforting Rose, Dad looking torn, and my sister watching me through her tears with eyes that held no warmth at all. "Family?" I smiled, and something in my expression made them all step back. "No, this isn't family. This is a game. And for fourteen years, I've been playing by Rose's rules." "Camille, please," Rose reached for me, ever the caring sister. "Let me make this right."

Something that started with me being very clear about what was happening and ended with me still inside this family when the five days were up. What was happening was this. I had slept with my brother-in-law. Twice. The first time by accident, in the dark, drunk and mistaken. The second time was not the same category and I was not going to spend any more energy pretending it was. I had gone to that room knowing what I was walking toward and I had done it anyway and I had felt more in those hours than I had in a year of trying to manufacture something with a man who did not want me. That was the part I could not sit with.

“Fine. But I refuse to become a cliché. I’m not going to throw myself in front of the rich guy.” “Agreed. Financially comfortable guy. Or girl.” Sarrah paused. “Does your brother even have any women friends?” I scoffed. “Of course he does. He’s not some kind of misogynist weirdo.” “Well, you make his friends sound so unappealing,” she pointed out. “Unfair of me. I haven’t met them. It’s not like we hang out a lot, socially.” Scott had been fourteen when I was born. He’d been out of the house before I remembered him living with us.

Pregnant or not, I still want our wedding night, and these twins inside of me won't stop me from having their daddy wild with their mommy today. "I thought you would never ask, Mr. Carrington." I said with a moan when he suckled on my soft spot, "And, I love the sound of Mrs. Carrington." "Hey, you douchebag. Get your hand off my sister right now," came my brother's voice, making me groan and Nicholas laugh as he wrapped his arms around my not-so-tiny waist and turned me around to kiss my lips in front of my brother to rile him up. He knows he is at an advantage now.

Brooke got in Portias face and said "What's your problem Portia? Just because Zander doesn't want to go where every man has been before doesn't give you the right to pick on other people!" Portia was humiliated. "Well at least he doesn't have to get me drunk to sleep with me!" She knew Allie and Kat didn't know the punch was spiked. She looked at the brothers and asked "Since when do the two of you have to get girls drunk for sex? Even rejects like them!"

I was torn between obeying him and the opposite. I was wondering what the hell to do but before I knew it, I found myself walking toward my suitcase. I halted. Was I really changing my top because he asked me to? Why did he sound so seductive ordering me to do a particular thing and why did I like it so much? I rubbed my legs together. I was having dinner with his brother’s family. It wasn’t the right time to get wet over an order, but since he was provoking me, it wouldn’t hurt to return the favor, would it?

I lowered my smiling face towards his lovely cock, stuck my tongue out first, barely touching its shiny red helmet, passing my tongue over its length from underneath, going back up over its top side, I opened my mouth making and wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking on it slowly and passionately. I was using my cock sucking expertise to please my own brother without any shame of him knowing I was fully experienced in cock sucking as his little sister, but he was smart and open minded enough to know, it sure was not the first time I suck a man’s cock, but sure was the first time sucking my own brother’s cock. He clearly seemed to be enjoying the excellent blow job his stepsister

Sarah's brother whisper-yells at me. This has to be one of the best conversations I've ever had. My brothers are arguing, and I'm having so much fun with it. "A sicko who's going to fuck your sister," I wink at him. When his face twists in disgust and the shithead tries to talk, I cut him off. "Honestly, I don't know what to make of the possibility of you staring at my junk. You gay, boy? Ah, never mind, I know this must be very emotional for you. Take a moment and decide what you find less creepy on your side- watching your sister or watching me." I seize the perfect moment, lean in even closer and whisper, "I can't wait for the moment when I get to violate her."

Not his arrogant, infuriating twin who looked at me like I was prey to be devoured. My phone was in my hand before I could think. I hit Chloe’s contact and pressed it to my ear. She answered on the first ring. “So? How’d it go? Did you rock his world?” “Chloe.” My voice cracked. Her tone shifted immediately. “What happened?” “I seduced the wrong brother.” Silence. Then: “You seduced the wrong what?” “I dressed up in lingerie, very revealing lingerie, and I freaking fawned over him. God, thinking about it now, how could I be so stupid?”

A moan slipped past my lips when Damian's mouth caressed mine ever so softly. This was wrong, it was wrong but it fucking felt so good that I wanted more, I wanted to feast more of my brother's sweetness. Oh goddess, help me. “ What are you thinking about?" My brother's sweet seductive voice dragged me from my thoughts. He had one of his signature smiles on his face, the kind that wets my knickers. I pressed my legs together, my arousal perfuming the room.