Tease Me My Step Brother Novels & Stories

After a few seconds, we broke from the hug, and Jackson let out a sigh as he stared at me. “Are you okay?” He asked me, looking at my pale face. “I’m fine bro.” My voice sounded low, “I’m just worried.” “Thea told me she's your mate… and our…” He paused, placing his hand on my shoulder, “Should I say, step-sister?” I nodded my head a little in affirmation. “I’m so sorry man, for what Mum and Dad did to her,” Jack spoke with his face etched with sadness. “Don't be,” I spoke, furrowing my brow in anger as he mentioned them.

“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

He stood up now, eyes still checking the toe as though he was expecting it to spring out hair all of a sudden. " You should have called me to help you carry it. You nearly hurt yourself" How could this man not know that now was not the time for his protectiveness? Not when Taylor was already shipping us in her head. " Taylor this is my step brother, mason. And Mason this is Taylor, my best friend" I said, bursting whatever fantasy bubble Taylor has created. And just as I predicted, her eyes widened in surprise. " Step brother?"

His body crashes on top of mine, heavy, burning hot, pinning me completely. “You fucking little tease,” he growls right against my ear, voice rough and low. “Parading those tits around like I have not spent years wanting to destroy you. You asked for this, you dirty slut.” This is wrong. He is my stepbrother. We are family, even if it is only by marriage. The thought screams in my head while my pussy clenches hard between my legs. I should push him off. I should scream that this crosses every line. Instead my hips lift toward him on their own.

he shrugged. I knew he was referring to Mirah. But if he thought I was going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flare up, he was joking. “Oh? Do you care about me so much to leave the matter you have on ground, and focus on mine?” I asked, my voice bland. His eyelids twitched, and the confident look on his face vanished. “W-what are you talking about?” I cocked my head to the side. “You know what. C'mon, don't act dumb, Brother.” It wasn't often that I engaged in a banter of words with my stepbrother. But whenever I did, it never ended well.

I asked Jethson, who is still glued to his spot, looking into his sweat pants. Someone is hard too. “Does your mom know that you're a tease?” Jethson questioned as he walked towards me, “And nasty too?” “How do you come to know all those things stepbrother?”I smirked, Jethson shook his head. “Don't call me that, spoils the mood” He said we step back into the living area. “It kind of excites me instead” I tell him, I didn't turn to him. Jethson didn't say anything.

I shrugged, widening my eyes in fake innocence, lips parted just enough to look sweet and harmless. “What do you mean? I was just showing you the room.” He walked toward me with jaw clenched tight, the thick, obvious bulge in the front of his dark jeans making my mouth water. He stopped close — too close — towering over me. “Don’t play dumb,” he growled. “You’ve been teasing me , flashing your tits at the table, rubbing your foot on my cock like a little slut. Why are you intentionally trying to seduce your soon-to-be stepbrother?”

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

“I don't need your cheap change anymore. The man I’m moving in with has more wealth in his pinky finger than you could earn in three lifetimes. I’m getting married, Joan. Which means you are finally moving out of this dump and into his estate with me.” My heart stopped. “Married? To whom?” Rita straightened her crisp collar, a venomous smirk spreading across her face. “Don’t question me. You should be grateful I found a solution. On Monday, you’ll be introducing yourself to your new stepbrothers.” As Rita packed the last of her things, I stood frozen in the hallway, my fingers gripping the lapels of the stranger's suit jacket. I breathed in the fading scent of woodsmoke and rain, wondering h

(KAIRA'S POV) I didn't see Slade for the rest of the night. I stayed in my room, staring at the ceiling, replaying every word he'd said in the car. "Because you're my stepsister." "Stay away from him." "Forget I said anything." I pressed my palms against my eyes. It didn't matter. It couldn't matter. He was my stepbrother. He had made it clear I was beneath him. He had kissed me and called it a mistake.