Step Brother Romance Novels & Stories

“Were you just making out with your stepbrother?!” Blood drained from my face. I opened my mouth to respond—but nothing came out. Not a single word. Chris walked past with a smug little grin, eyes full of judgment but no surprise. Ian? He didn’t flinch. He simply straightened his collar and walked back inside. Like he hadn’t just kissed the girl his father’s marrying into the family. Annie, meanwhile, was buzzing with chaotic energy beside me. Giggling. Whispering. Screeching. The drama of it all was too much for her to contain.

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

Hands stroking from my cheek to my chest, from my chest down below my legs. This isn’t a massage. It’s a caress. “You don’t need to go this far…” “I’m your younger brother, aren’t I.” Covering me with pheromones. Caressing me… This is absolutely not something a younger brother should do. “Only on paper, though.” I can see Samuel Bailey’s face grinning. That smile is so terribly beautiful it makes me even more frustrated. “Not today… don’t…” At the words I barely managed to spit out,

His gaze flickered to mine, waiting for me to deny it, but before I could, Xavier leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “She’s a bit shy about it,” Xavier added, voice laced with amusement. “But yeah, she’s ours.” I nearly choked. “Excuse me?” I spun toward them, glaring. “I’m not yours.” Lucas’ expression darkened, looking between me and them like he was trying to piece together a very disturbing puzzle. “Stepbrothers… and mates?” Rolex grinned. “Crazy, right? Fate works in mysterious ways.” Lucas did not look amused.

“Like, you live in the same house, right? Shouldn’t be hard to carpool.” I frowned, pushing away the leftover burn of Stephan’s indifference. “First of all, we are step-siblings,” I corrected. “And anyway, he hardly stays over at the Romano mansion. Has his own places.” “Ugh. Of course he does,” Betty made a face. “Mr. Broody Power Suit probably sleeps on a bed made of spreadsheets.” I laughed weakly. “Let’s hope his fiancée approves of that.” “Oh, he does have a fiancée.” She said it like it just occurred to her. But then, shrugged. “Well, whatever. Let’s settle in. Today’s gonna be nuts.”

I asked. “The Shrine Maiden,” he said as he got up from his seat and came to me. Standing right in front of me, he continued softly. “I’m actually quite worried for your welfare, Haru.” He flicked his gaze to the side, to where Aiden, Noah, and Mason were sitting, still looking at me. More quietly, he said, “I’m afraid our stepbrothers will go crazy over you, what with how you’re looking now.” Did he just say stepbrothers? As in plural? What was he talking about? Our stepbrothers going crazy over me? Seriously. Reo must be joking around to get at me again.

I know it because in no world do I want to admit to my mom and new stepfather that I slept with my new brother. I exit the bathroom, still shaking, and find Sebastian leaning against the wall across from me. Waiting for me? Why? To continue torturing me? “What the hell do you want?” I bark. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Sebastian steps closer to me, pushing a strand of curls away from my face and behind my ear. “Tell me. Have you thought about this moment? While lying and deceiving me? While playing with me?” I search his eyes, looking for something hidden behind the words. “If I had known you were my stepbrother, there’s no way in hell I would have ever provoked you.”

I cursed discarding the thing to the floor and erupting from the couch, then walked to the wine cabinet and pulled out a fresh bottle. “Bruh, what crawled up your ass and died? You’ve been absent-minded the entire time you've sat there.” Romeo asked walking to where I was and clamped my shoulder tightly, “Is everything alright? You’ve never been this distracted.” No. Not even a single thing is alright because that damn boy I have been working hard to get off my mind sprung back from wherever he disappeared to and guess what, he is my fuckin’ stepbrother. “I’m fine.” I snapped instead, then walked back to the couch and plopped myself.

Razel was put into silence for a few seconds. He even stopped chewing the pizza he just filled into his mouth and simply stared at us as though he was still in the middle of absorbing in his system Felise's unexpected confession. But I can't blame him to feel that way. Even I, myself, was taken aback by the unexpected revelation. One thing is for certain, my stepbrother is going to hate me for the rest of my life. "You mean... My stepbrother and you... are no longer just werewolf mates, but boyfriend and girlfriend?" Razel clarified it.

Ever since marrying my mom, my stepfather had been very protective of us, like today—insisting I be driven to school even if I was in a hurry. Being cared for like this wasn't so bad, I thought. Except for one person… That young face came to my mind again. A handsome yet intense face, with sharp features, dark eyes, and lips always set in a tight line. His gaze made me feel cold and breathless. That face belonged to Marco, my stepbrother—my stepfather’s successor, the next mafia boss. When I first arrived in New York with my mom a year ago, she told me my stepfather was easy to get along with. She didn’t know much about her stepson Marco, only that he was reliable and would protect us.