Sibling Seduction Novels & Stories

He said as he smoked from the pipe in front of him. " I still don't understand " " It's a tit for tart Cindy, you give me Mr.Axl's wealth and then I give you the whereabouts of your only sister" He said with much emphasis on " only sister". " So my sister is alive" she asked almost at the verge of tears " Not just alive, she's hale and hearty" He answered mockingly. "How sure am I that Mr. Axl's going to fall for me" she asked but soon regretted it because she knew no guy could ever resist her seductive looks.

Or will this third chance at love slip through her fingers? Get ready for a whirlwind of missed connections, undeniable chemistry, and the hilarious messiness of falling for someone when you least expect it. A side story of Executive Seduction. So here's the main surprise, you, my wonderful cookies get to get your feet kicking in the air for two main characters in the stories - Eros and the new guy, Jacob! I promise it's fast, kicking, lighthearted, funny, lovely and interesting. I look forward to your support, comments and love on this journey. With the grandest love, Robyn

“We handled it together. But there’s more to come. Kane isn’t finished. Alessandro isn’t finished. And this child… whoever they are… changes everything.” Damian’s grip on her hand tightened, a promise and a warning all in one. “Then we face it. Together. Every secret, every threat, every shadow.” Isabella leaned into him, feeling the weight of danger and desire intertwine. “Together,” she echoed, knowing that in a world of seduction, strategy, and betrayal, their bond was the only constant they could trust.

Liam says casually. “Sexual tension? Now you’re just reaching. Have you seen how she looks at me?” “Like she would jump you?” He added “Exactly, like she would jump me.” “But in bed, like she would jump you in bed.” Liam says and I could just imagine him shrugging. “Dude. She’s your sister and she doesn’t want to jump me in bed, more like she wants to jump me on the wrestling ground, kill me. Bury my remains in some deep part of the forbidden forest.” I say and he began to laugh

I continued, voice dropping lower, “they don't beg for it. They don't claw at his back, wrap their shaky legs around his waist, and scream his name while he ruins them. Sisters don’t just take their brother’s cock, they don't squirm and whimper like needy whores, milking him with their dripping little cunt until he fills them up with every drop of his cum. They don't let their own brother pump them full, breeding them deep while they shake and cum all over him.” I finished the last button and leaned in until our faces were only inches apart, my breath brushing her lips. Her eyes fluttered, her whole body trembling against mine. I could smell how soaked she was, how badly her body wanted exac

"You actually flirted with your own brother-in-law?" Her lips trembled intensely, her scent sharp with the bitterness of a displaced mate. Thea walked up to her, bent down, and whispered in her ear, her voice a silken purr that carried the lethal chill of a winter hunt. "I learned this from my sister, you know? Wasn't it exactly like this that my sister seduced her own brother-in-law back then? I’m just following the trail you blazed."

Over and over. Thud. Thud. Thud. Each hit seemed to echo through the mansion, through me. “Yes! God, yes! Don’t stop!” Her voice rose higher, desperate now. And I could see it in my head without even trying, her on her back, bent over, riding him, him over her, taking whatever he wanted. And my body… betrayed me. Heat built between my thighs, shameful and unstoppable. My nipples ached under my thin sleep shirt. My breathing picked up.

My breath shudders as I try not to give into his seduction. He reaches out, touching my leg under the water, the feeling so real I gasp. "Do you remember how my touch used to make you feel?" A burning need rears up within me, to grab him and pull him toward me. Fight the urge, knowing this isn't real, knowing that I can kiss him in this moment and I will wake tomorrow feeling nothing but regret. "Admit it to me, that you still want me," Marek continues, the firmness in his voice enough to convince me to admit it, to believe it.

As if the crowd around us disappeared as our distance became even closer. "Dance with me," he commanded. Not asked. His voice seemed to have took mine away. He extended his arms, waiting for me to take it as the silence in the room deepened. And against every part of me that screamed 'run', I extended my arms and placed my palm on his, letting go of all my inhibitions and letting him take over me.

he says, the authority returning to his voice. "No." His brows draw together. "What?" "No." I prop myself closer until my nipples brush his face—once. "What are you doing!?" he thunders. I pull away, falling flat on my feet. "Seducing my husband's brother."