Stepbrother's Punishes Me Everynight Novels & Stories

The way they hold things down. But I found myself captivated by the scenery, the water, the glass lake house reflecting the brilliant sunset, when Slade's voice pierced the silence. "Did you do this? Obsess yourself into making me your stepbrother?" He demanded lowly, sternly. My mouth fell open and I only glanced at him for a second before turning my attention away. "Or is this a gold-digging plan by your mum?" He accused. My calm snapped instantly and our gazes collided.

The door clicked shut. I slid to the floor, thighs slick, pussy throbbing so hard it hurt, and cried. Because I already knew I’d be bad again tomorrow. And I couldn’t wait for my stepbrother to punish me for it.

I really wanted to hit my past self who once misunderstood this baby angel puppy as trash like William, an obsessive crazy seme. I wrapped the blanket around the little guy who climbed on top of me. “Gabriel, don’t get sick.” “I won’t get sick.” “I’m scared when you’re sick.” “Yeah. Sorry. I’ll be careful so this never happens again.” “Promise.” “Promise.” Like that, I linked pinkies with my younger brother. A moment later, when I tried to pull my finger back, Samuel had no intention of letting go. In the end, we chatted with our fingers interlocked until my finger felt numb. I lost again today to my younger brother’s cute stubbornness.

Deep double sided sink with a big window overlooking a nice backyard and the woods in the distance. 'Me: Why did you give me such a big house if this is a punishment?' I texted my brother. I immediately get a ping back. ‘Leon: Just because I am mad at you, and you are on punishment doesn't mean I am going to make you live in a sh.ithole. You’re still my brother. Always my brother.’ Well if I didn’t already feel like complete sh.it, that’ll do it.

He groaned, jaw clenched, clearly fighting for control. “Soon, little sis,” he promised, pulling out completely. “Very soon. But tonight, you’re going to sleep with my fingers inside you again… and dream about the day your stepbrother finally claims this pussy for good.” He pushed two fingers back inside me, holding them there as he kissed me slow and deep. The guilt was crushing. He was my stepbrother. Our parents could come home any minute. But as I lay there with his fingers buried inside me, one thing was terrifyingly clear:

“ I missed you , I told her as I tried to hug her , but instead she pulled back without sparing me a glance . “ you step brothers said you have been Nothing but stupid and you have spent money of the nights out, I haven’t been gone for more than two months and you can’t just control yourself . “ That's not true , you know it” my voice came out more silently than I can ever imagine . “ what’s not true , no you tell me what is true, and what isn’t , Are you trying to tell me that your brothers are lying , I know you are become so unruly of yourself but not like this .

“Mate. My mate. Stop running from what we are.” My wolf surged forward, howling in agreement as the fated bond flared white-hot. I gasped, arching into his touch even as fear spiked through me. Anyone could walk in….; the staff, his fiancée Brielle, my own mother. We were step-siblings now. Forbidden. But none of that mattered when his lips hovered a breath from mine. I wanted him to ruin me all over again— “Mommy?” The dream shattered. I jolted upright, elbow sending fabric swatches flying. My heart hammered, skin damp with sweat. The dim studio lamp cast long shadows over mood boards and sketches. Kade Blackwood stared back from the open business magazine…. sharp jaw, cold commanding prese

"You invaded on my privacy and disrupted my mood of getting intimate with my woman. You deserve to be punished." "Are you crazy?!" I whispered. "You'd lock me in here with your woman?" "You're her stepbrother, aren't you? Tonight would prove it to me. You can't be alone in a hotel with your step sister and do something stupid, would you?" It dawned on me that Golden boy must be testing me. He must've sensed that I wouldn't do anything to Ronnie which was why he was confident enough to lock us both in. By morning, we would be allowed to go home. But tonight, I would be trapped in a love hotel with Ronnie.

I swiped the phone open, and, God, I almost lost my breath. It was a text from the same unknown sender from yesterday. And this time, the message punched the air right out of my lungs. I read it once. Then again. Then again, as if the words would change the more I stared. "Maybe you'll finally get your mate tonight so you can stay the fuck away from your stepbrother, you worthless sinner. Can't wait to tell the whole world who you truly are."

I bite down on my lower lip when I feel my pussy tingle. Then he snaps his head to the side as if he’ll break if he looks further. “Don’t try to annoy me, pumpkin. Or else I will really punish you.” Punish me? He means a normal punishment, right? But why is my mind going to a different kind of punishment? A punishment I shouldn’t be receiving from my ex-mate’s brother and my brother’s best friend. “What type of punishment would you give me?” I say, trying to shove away the illicit thoughts in my mind. “Would you tell me to kneel down?”