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I climbed the stairs to the top and made my way to the end of the hallway, guided by the GPS on my phone, to the fourth door. I unlocked the door and entered, finding Stephanie on all fours on the bed with my father standing opposite her. I don't know how my father got her to submit that way, but seeing her kneeling on all fours offered me a stunning view of her gorgeous ass and her slightly flushed pussy, which was dripping wet. The sight made me hard, imagining myself burying my cock in her tight hole and fucking her hard and long.

“And what, exactly, would I have to do?” She steps closer, her voice sickly sweet. “Kneel. In front of me. Admit that I’m the real Luna.” “You want me to kneel?” Her smirk widens. “Yes. Right here, right now. Submit, and I might show mercy.” My blood boils at her audacity. I stare at her for a moment before slowly lowering myself—just enough to make her believe. Her grin stretches, triumph lighting up her face. Then, I slam my boot down on her foot.

With each sentence, I felt a greater sense of urgency to convey our dreams, and finally, after several thoughtful edits and revisions, I took a deep breath, my heart racing in anticipation, and clicked “Submit.” A wave of accomplishment washed over me, bringing an exhilarating rush of relief. With a sense of triumph shining in my eyes, I turned to my dad, who remained focused on the stack of papers at his desk. “It’s done! You should expect a call from the council soon,” I announced, my smile broadening with excitement. His gaze lifted, sparkling with pride, as he leaned back in his chair. “Great job, sweetie! I knew you could do it,” he said warmly, his tone radiating support. A comforting

he moaned against my lips. That sound. That broken, beautiful sound. It shattered me. But just then, a sharp sound from downstairs ruined everything. Fuck! What was I even doing?! A vase shattered downstairs, followed by the voice of my father yelling at my mother. "You always take his side!" Lucas roared. The reality of who we were crashed down on me and it broke me as I saw him like the trash he was. Stepbrothers. I pulled myself away from him immediately, gasping for air.

Katerina Cringing down to my toes, I sheepishly follow her up the stairs, staring at nothing but my shoes with each step. If I don't, I'll lose focus and slip. I can hardly feel my limbs, and it's as if I'm a marionette being tugged along by the strings. One step in front of the other, I tell myself. It's the only thing I can do.

“And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.” I froze. “I’m sorry… did you say son?” “Yes,” she laughed like it was the most normal thing in the world. “He’s at a frat party at the naval academy tonight, you should go too. I know you’re starting your summer job tomorrow, but you’ll meet some students, maybe bond with your new stepbrother.” I swing toward my dad. “You didn’t mention a stepbrother.” He scratched the back of his neck. “I… figured you’d meet him soon enough.”

I replied, cutting the mind-link just as someone else spoke. "Hey, baby, I missed you today. How about I come over and show you just how much? I am willing to do anything your heart desires." Steph said, mind-linking me. Oh shit! Not her. This isn't going to go well. I only just told my parents about finding my mate; I'm not ready to tell everyone else just yet. "No, I am tired, come another time," I replied quickly, trying to get her to fuck off. "Ok, baby, how about I come in the morning and give you a morning blow job?" Steph replies.

I felt nauseous at the thought of him rejecting me, how our relationship would irrevocably be changed if it wasn’t something he wanted to pursue. But it already has changed, I will never be able to get the image of his wet body in the tiled shower as he fucks himself out of my head, so I needed to be brave and go for it. I push myself up and head downstairs, where my Step-uncle is starting to cook dinner. He glances up as I come down the stairs, his eyes dropping to my exposed legs, and then he quickly turns back to the stove. “Whatcha making?” I slide onto a stool.

Like I was his boss. I was not ready for Adrian to change his mind about meeting me, so I did what was best for us both. Before I could think twice I stepped out to the road and flagged down a cab. "Where to?" the driver asked. I gave him my address. Sank back into the seat my fingers tightening around my bag. The entire ride home felt strange like I had crossed a line, something like I was breaking a rule I was not supposed to touch. By the time I got home, the house was already busy.

moaned softly as he rubbing it on my pussy,l felt cool so much that l squirt,he then pulled in his dick,gently he ride in and out in my pussy,l moaned softly oh yeah baby, your dick so sweet fuck fuck fuck,l was saying all manner of thing,fuck me harder,l want it harder babe,oh oh oh,he ride on faster,his dick going deep inside my pussy,he groned as he ride on,his eyes closed biting his lips as he grab my waist stroking in and out faster,he let out a soft groan and stopped,oh gosh your pussy so sweet and wet he said reaching out for his towel on the floor, you're now mine from now on,my love my stepsister he smirked and head to the door,for a moment l was happy when he said that but the fee