Stepbrother Books Novels & Stories

Sylvain does get his own book! His book will be book 5 and titled The Queen's Mate. LEAVE A REVIEW ON THIS BOOK PLEASE! If you liked it that is and make sure to check out my other books: Gunnar (Book1 of the Astor brother Trilogy) Ace (Book2 of the Astor brother Trilogy) Till Sylvain's book, lots of love!

He leaned back in the chair, considering. “Rhys and I were twelve. Same private school. He was already all sharp edges and too much money. I was the quiet kid who read during lunch. We got paired on a project neither of us wanted to do. After that he just… kept showing up.” A faint almost-smile touched his mouth. “Tristan came a year later. Transferred in after some family mess. He attached himself to us like he’d decided we were his and that was the end of the discussion. Cade…” Theo’s expression shifted slightly. “Cade came later. We were seventeen. He didn’t talk much then either. Still doesn’t, unless it matters. We went through enough shit together that the bond stuck. Brothers in every

Admit it, you never feel more free and alive when you're around him, even though he's a narcissistic man-slut. Whoa, okay, slow down. Sure, I’d admit that I found Ryder intriguing and attractive. But that didn’t change the fact that he was going to be my stepbrother. I wanted to confront him about these letters only so I could tell him that we needed to squash whatever feeling that was going on between us right to the ground. We need to figure out a way to exist like a normal family. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

They took me in spooning double penetration, against the wall, on my old desk, and finally on the floor in a brutal mating press where both took turns filling my pussy and ass. I came multiple times, screaming their names as my body shook with powerful orgasms. By the end, both stepbrothers had filled me with their cum: Alexander deep in my pussy, Lucas in my ass. We collapsed together on the bed, their arms wrapped around my cum-covered body. Alexander kissed my neck. “Welcome home, little sister.” Lucas stroked my thigh. “We’ve waited years for this. And we’re not letting you go again.” As I lay between my two stepbrothers, their cum leaking out of me onto my childhood sheets, a strange pe

"Is this safe? Emotionally? Because fake dating your future stepbrother sounds like a thesis on self-destruction." The real feelings: quiet. Watching me. Reading between every line. "It stopped being fake a long time ago," I said. "I don't know exactly when. Maybe the night he told me about his mom. Maybe before that. Maybe the bar. I don't know. But it's real and it's terrifying and I don't have a plan." "The kitchen table," she said. Flat. "What about it?" "You said you swept his books off the table. During a fight. And had sex on it." She blinked. "You had angry sex on a kitchen table with your stepbrother over a Gatsby essay."

"Your new stepbrothers. From today on, you will live under this roof as one family. I expect you to receive them with the respect they deserve, Luke." The silence that followed was absolute. I could hear the ticking of a grandfather clock somewhere in the hall, marking the seconds of my new sentence. Rusty looked at me with thin-veiled lust, while Frederick… Frederick was dissecting me with his gaze. "Stepbrothers," Frederick repeated, his voice echoing in the hall with a dark vibration. "Such a… formal term." Rusty let out a low chuckle. He took a couple of steps toward me, extending his arms. He leaned in slightly and gave me a cordial, mocking embrace.

I muttered under my breath. "Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face. I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

His large hands cup both sides of my face, and his thumbs slowly brush my tears away. “We’re never letting you out of our sight again.” Fuck. I want to kiss him so bad. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t feel all these filthy emotions clawing through me. He’s still my stepbrother. We’re still… family. It’s wrong. It’s awful. It’s… Fuck it. I lean in, rising onto my tiptoes, and crush my lips against his. Oh my god. His soft lips part instantly, welcoming me like he’s been dying for it too.

My forehead wrinkled in confusion. “What? How does that affect all of this mess? We would have just had a normal step-sibling relationship and life would have been so much easier.” “That’s where you get it wrong, Rosalie. We could have never had a normal step-sibling relationship. That was never going to happen.” “Why?” “Why? Are you kidding me now, Rosalie? What kind of stepbrother wants to see his stepsister cum? Huh? What kind of stepbrother strokes his dick in the shower imagining his stepsister choke on his cock?”

Not even ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. Stepbrother: Come to my room. Quiet. Now. My heart raced. I crept down the hallway. His door was cracked open. The second I slipped inside, he shut it, locked it, and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine in a hungry kiss while his hand shoved down the front of my sweatpants. Two thick fingers plunged straight into my soaked pussy. “Still full of my cum,” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers slowly. “Such a dirty girl. Walking around downstairs like a good little sister while your stepbrother’s load is leaking out of you.”