Stepfather Novels & Stories

Just the thought that he would soon wake up made a smile touch his lips, even though the document he was reading showed proof of the bastards in his office embezzling from him. The door creaked open, interrupting his thoughts, and the last person he expected slid through the open door. Stephen—his stepfather, although given his role in the bedroom, it was more fitting to call him his stepmother. Niklaus’s eyes scanned the designer loafers that invaded his space with ease. Without looking up at the man who wore his orchid pheromones like perfume, he spoke. “It’s almost as if you have nine lives.” “You can't blame me for being concerned when my only stepson miss

he ended mournfully, helplessly even. In many ways, my stepfather was more protective of me than even my own biological parents. Guilt pinged my heart. Thinking of Kyle as my stepfather really wasn’t right. He was more a father to me than my biological father. However, ever since my biological father told me that Kyle had purposefully used his money and influence to keep my papa away from me, I had become a little bitter.

She moved toward the stairs gracefully, leaving both Christian and Rose momentarily speechless. As soon as she was gone, I let out a slow breath and turned toward my father. “Maybe if you treated her well, she wouldn’t need to be making appointments with a doctor at all.” Christian’s eyes narrowed. “Hunter, you shouldn’t concern yourself with the affairs of my wife. That’s not your business.” I leaned back in my chair, matching his glare. “It is my business. She’s my stepmother, after all, and I care if she’s being walked over or treated poorly. Wouldn't want you to treat her like you did my mother."

“Yeah, we've been wanting to Introduce you guys but we've searched everywhere for you, this is Shawn Tates, your stepfather's son and holder of Tates group of companies. We could all catch up later but right now, my husband and I could use some quiet” My dad had a questioning look in his face, something told me he knew what I had done but he only smiled and followed Katherine as she pulled him “Well, hello step sister….” I smiled but she simply just walked away.

I say before Jack steps in. "She's lying, I haven't been man enough to tell you this Dad but I fell in love with her. I fell in love with my fucking step sister and I can't say that I regret it because I don't. She showed me love and compassion and I couldn't ask for anything more. I want to be with her and if that means that we're going to have to move out and find a place together then so be it." Jack says, leaving me to be in complete shock. I look over at Dave and he doesn't seem even the slightest bit amused.

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis

“It left me feeling really upset, and I just needed some space away from home.” “Oh,” she says, her voice laced with understanding. She nods slowly, processing what I’ve shared. “The CEO of the company, right?” I’m not surprised that she knows. But somehow, her recognition doesn’t feel judgmental. It feels... safe. She doesn’t seem like someone who’s looking for gossip. “Yes, he’s my stepfather,” I confirm, my voice low. “I just need some time away from the house until I can calm down and figure things out without making everything worse.”

Eden I walked a distance, trying to find a coffee shop, bookshop, restaurant, or anything that would take my mind from the fact that I fucked my stepfather. But there was no luck. Just as I was about to request an Uber ride, a car stopped next to me, and the back window went down, and there he was, the man I fucked, my motherfucking stepfather. "You could have taken any of the cars at home, you know?" I didn't dare look at him. I don't even know what to say to this man. Does that mean he had been cheating on almighty Lilian before me? Is this something he's used to doing?

“Fill me up. Make me yours completely. I need it so much. Don’t stop.” “You love being my secret whore, don’t you?” he said, pounding into me deep and rough, the bed creaking softly under us. “While I’m married to your mother. Say it louder. Tell me how much you love your stepfather’s cock splitting you open and filling you with cum.” “Yes,” I cried out quietly, trying not to wake her. “I’m your dirty little stepson. Use me. Fuck me harder, stepfather. I need it. Please don’t stop. Fill me up with your load.”

I had nowhere else to go. No grandparents. No close relatives who wanted the burden of a grieving, penniless teenager. Just him. Elias Blackwood. My stepfather. He was standing at the top of the grand staircase like a king surveying his domain — tall, broad-shouldered, devastatingly handsome at forty-two. Sharp jawline, piercing steel-gray eyes, and silver threading through his dark hair that only made him look more powerful. He wore a tailored black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing thick, veined forearms. The kind of man who commanded rooms without speaking.