Sister Seducing Brother Novels & Stories

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."

“Then you would not mind me meeting up with Ana tonight. I do not think I am quite ready to bed my new wife. Like you said, I do not think she can take me either but she will learn” “Do whatever you want but be back and ready” I dismissed him, wondering how he would not want to fuck Scarlet. She was a walking wet dream and my mouth watered by mere thought of her. “Yes father” Declan taunted. He turned around and left. I was his brother but had taken care of them as much as I could since we were children and since the passing of both our parents.

She paused her breath in shock and rolled away immediately, causing him to blink in conflict. "Brother?" As his sister was in the line, both Lev and Elvira were shocked, realising they had slept in the same bed the whole night. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" Lev screamed instead of Elvira. That screeched his younger sister, yeji's ear, and Elvira blushed, ashamed to look into Lev's eyes. She jumped off the bed and ran out of the room before Lev finished his scream and asked her anything. She rushed inside her room and shut the door. Leaning over the door, trying hard to remember the yesterday event. Except for the moment she hiccups, nothing comes to mind. However, he gave a sudden check stare to her body.

She mumbled and continued her way to him, she has wondered why her senior brother was irresistible to all woman and even to her, if not because he was her brother, he would have fucked him and ask him to be her boyfriend. "Brother." she called and the sexy devil smirked and turn around to see his always pretty sister in front of him, he smiled again and hugged her so tight and intentionally rubbing his hard on on her center but she was still frozen at the muscles pressed so tightly to her breast to focus on her downstairs, he sniffed her neck and pull away.

Every breath burned. The night was closing in and the ceremony ended. This couldn't be happening. My mate is my twin sister's husband and there was nothing I could do about it. I found Sailyn alone in a quiet corner of the hall, she was checking something or so… I didn't care. I lunged towards her. “You really think this makes you better than me?” I demanded, voice low, trembling with rage. “Stealing him from me?” Her smirk widened, that infuriating curl of superiority. “Stealing? Solyn… he was never yours. You never had him.”

Marissa sobbed through her tears, "Dad, Mom, Gordon, I called you all here today because I'm hoping you can do something about Yelena." That had Dad eyeing me with blatant displeasure. "What humiliating thing did she do this time?" "I've already caught her trying to trick me into giving her Xander's contact information several times. She must think Gordon isn't good enough and wants to steal Xander. I'm her older sister! How could she do this to me?" She then made a huge show of wiping away her tears, appearing all the more pitiful, even as she snuck glances at Gordon. In that moment, I understood—she was trying to rile Gordon up.

I hovered at the doorway, drowning in the weight of my gown and the suffocating air of indifference. Alexander Westwood didn’t say a word. He walked straight to the minibar, poured himself a drink like this was just another business deal, like we hadn’t just stood in front of a hundred guests, pretending we were in love. He looked every bit the powerful CEO, ice in a perfectly tailored suit. I stood frozen, fists clenched around my veil, the ache in my chest spreading like wildfire. “Do you always look this calm after marrying your brother’s fiancée?” I asked, my voice low.

She asks me. “No, Fey. I’m sorry but if you remember clearly, I had no attraction or feelings for you.” And listen, no amount of seduction, perfume or nightwear will change it. I don’t have feelings for you. I say plainly to her and she is shocked. You! You slept with my sister didn’t you? You thought I was her and you still slept with her. So, what makes this different! Why are you turning me away!? She screams at me and I throw the table into the hair because of her bothering and stood questions.

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."

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.