Stepmother Marchen Manhwa Novels & Stories

OBSESSED WITH MY STEPBROTHER Chapter 3: My Stepbrother Fucks Me While Our Parents Are Home The footsteps on the stairs should make me panic. Instead, they make me wetter. Kai’s cock is still buried deep inside my cum-filled pussy. He looks down at me with dark, dangerous eyes, a wicked smirk on his face as the sound of my mother and stepfather’s voices drifts up from the hallway. “We should stop,” I whisper, even as my walls clench around him.

However, he only believed the pillow talk whispered by my stepmother, Mary, and decided that I was the one who caused the death of his only son. My mother died giving birth to me. Before the first week after her funeral was even over, he brought a pregnant Mary into the house. That woman secured her position as the wife of the house by giving birth to a premature baby boy. Because of it, her body was damaged, and she could never have another child. So, Ethan became my dad’s entire world. After Ethan died, he treated me like a dog. He fed me dog food, made me sleep in a cage, and forced me to bark just to vent his useless rage and ease his guilt toward Mary.

"But Luna stays between us." Derek nodded and stepped inside. He set the suitcase down and closed the door quietly behind him. Then he turned to face her, and his expression was hard as stone. "You owe me a life-debt, omega," he said. "And it's time to pay." My Stepfather's Son Is My Fated Enemy

“I refused to let you mark me, and also refused to run away with you. You felt rejected, so you decided to hook up with your chosen mate to feel wanted. I totally get it.” “No, no, I would never do that to you. I don’t even like her!” “I’m not mad, Theo. You were just fulfilling your obligations as the prince of Castillo Tribe. As your stepmother, I’m very proud of the step that you’ve taken.” Stepmother? Was this some sort of joke? “It may seem as though my peace around here has been compromised as well. I’ll leave now, and I would appreciate it if you do not follow me.” Even if I wanted to follow her, that thought died immediately when she showed that creepy smile again.

After cleaning herself, Jean chose to look around the yard through the large window in the room. "Where did that man go?" Jean asked, looking at the bright night decorated with stars. "Chan!! Are you looking for me?" Jean remembered Chanyeol. It had only been a while since she felt she would be happy with Chanyeol. But a few moments later, her hopes were lost thanks to her stepmother. A clear liquid dripped from her eyes, remembering her stepmother's mistreatment, which was the culmination of her lousy treatment by selling herself to Madam to make her an auction lady.

Chase thought. " You just walked away from our mate. You didn't even talk to her, what was that for?" " You gave me no breathing space. What was I supposed to say?" " Tell her she's your mate, what else?" Chase didn't reply. He had been staring at her for so long but he noticed nothing. Either she was way too good at hiding this mate pull. Or she couldn't feel it. Was there a mistake somewhere? She was his stepsister afterall. The moon goddess knew everything. She knew his mother would unfortunately pass away and his father would move on after 15 years and marry Sylvia and Anastasia would be his stepsister. So how was she his mate?

She called out, grabbing my father's arm. Getting married, giving birth to a male heir, is that only I can do? No, I can't show my emotions. Weaknesses are not allowed. I tried to keep myself calm, hiding my shaking hand. “If you want me to do my job properly, then do yours-” My words were cut short when I had a sharp stinging pain on my right cheek, my stepmother's face filled with horror before worry gushed over her evergreen face as she ran up to me.

Penelope spoke hesitantly, "My darling daughter, you're finally getting married and I'm delighted." Charmaine said fiercely, "Don't keep calling yourself my mother every time you open your mouth. What if someone hears you? How many times do I have to say it, you're just my stepmother!" Penelope was furious. "I was pregnant with you for ten months before giving birth. Now you're getting married into the upper class and you want to deny the existence of your mother? "If I hadn't exchanged your blood marrow for you, would you have been accepted by the Sawyer family?"

"He could easily be in love with me already. How the hell would you know?" Suddenly, I caught the blonde nurse adjusting my pillows staring right at my face. I slammed my eyes shut as fast as humanly possible. The second Chadwick steps out of this room, I am running straight home. I cannot face this man right now. Knock, knock! The sharp clicking of high heels echoed hurriedly across the tiled floor as the door opened. "Boss, your wife is outside demanding to see you!" a guard announced breathlessly. My stomach churned. What the hell is my stepmother doing here?

she whispered, eyes wide with shock. I didn’t answer with words. I leaned forward and dragged my hot tongue slowly up her slit, tasting her forbidden juices. Maya’s knees buckled, and a soft, involuntary moan escaped her lips before she bit down hard. “I’m your stepmother…” she breathed, voice shaking, but she didn’t pull away. If anything, her hips twitched toward my mouth. “You want this,” I growled from under the table, my voice thick with lust. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when Dad isn’t watching. He can’t fuck you properly, can he? That old man doesn’t deserve this tight, dripping pussy.”