Step Siblings Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“Tell your mother how good your stepdad’s cock feels after your uncle already used this tight little hole.” “It feels—fuck—so good,” I sobbed. “He’s so deep… Mom, he’s stretching me open—” Mom moaned louder, grinding down on Tyler. “That’s it, baby. Take it. Take everything they give you. You’re such a perfect little slut for this family.” Elias moved closer. He stood at the side of the desk, cock still hard, and dragged the head across my lips. “Open,” he said quietly. “You’re going to choke on your uncle while your stepdad fucks you. And you’re going to thank us for it.”

“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.”

The one with dark hair glared at me, “And what is giving you the impression that we don't want to hurt you?” He walked up to me, his silver eyes staring daggers at me. I felt tingles from my stomach down to my toes. My head swooned a bit from being too close to him. “I… I…” I stuttered, suddenly losing my ability to form a coherent word or thought. His eyes were fixated on my lips as he stared at them. I could see the lust in his eyes and I knew exactly how he was feeling because I felt the same way too. For some strange reason, all I wanted to do was to kiss my stepbrother until my lips were swollen and my panties were soaking wet.

“Oh, don't tell me you're mad that Ella chose me—” “Ella is my girlfriend. You have no right to steal her from me. She's mine.” He interrupted me and I could see the painful look in his eyes as he clenched his jaw. “Was,” I muttered with a sarcastic smile. “She was your girlfriend. But now she's mine. She chose me over your stupid ass. Too bad, so sad, stepbrother.” “You fucker…” Stephen spat as he approached me again, but I suddenly held a hand out, stopping him from coming any closer, and he looked at me in confusion.

To see us as brothers and sisters but the harder in the future they become. All of my good girl moral vanishes when it comes to my stepbrother, Ryder Saint. When it comes to him my thoughts were more than just the girlish fantasies of an inexperienced women were downright sinful. I cannot simply stop myself from wanting to have him. I close my eyes and let my thoughts wander.

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.

She was beautiful and she was seductive. I knew what I was not supposed to do, I knew I didn't have any business getting sexually attracted to my step sister. I knew I was not supposed to want to have her.... maybe not as badly as I wanted to, but even with the knowledge, I still couldn't bring myself to dismiss what I felt for her. From the moment our eyes had first met, I had known that I was going to have a hard time trying to stick to being just a step brother to Chelsea Engels. She was a stubborn, hot headed and incredibly sexy young woman with a passion that I suspected would match mine.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

We should walk past each other right now, just walk past like normal people who live in the same house, go downstairs and eat breakfast and act like everything is fine and normal. That's what we should do. That's what normal step-siblings would do. But neither of us moved. Not even a little bit. The pull started then, or maybe it had always been there and I just noticed it suddenly, this magnetic thing between us that made it impossible to just walk away. I don't even know who moved first, if it was me or him, but one of us took a step forward and then the other did too, and suddenly the space between us was disappearing very fast. Another step. Then another.

Chapter 2: Family Surprise Alex POV The wedding ceremony had been a blur of white lace, golden rings, and joyful tears, but now, as the applause faded and the photographer snapped the final group shots, reality crashed over me like a cold wave. Dad stood there, beaming in his tailored suit, his short gray hair neatly combed back, looking every bit the happy groom. Lisa clung to his arm, her long blonde hair cascading in elegant waves, her sharp green eyes softened by the day's emotions. She was a force—strong, commanding, the kind of woman who ran a multimillion-dollar company without breaking a sweat. And then there was Kai, standing tall beside her, his black suit hugging his muscular fram