My 4 Hot Stepbrothers Want a Taste of Me

A'S

steep driveway, my arms aching with every step. I refused to ask for

pensive black car. Her voice had that annoying, hig

grabbing the handle with both

a," Mom sighed, tapping her

huffed, pulling th

ked over, taking pity

letting go of the heavy bag a

eat and stared blankly out the window. We were leaving our

e and bright. "Aren't you excited, sweetheart? We're g

id flatly. "And I d

ing but the campus joke. I had to watch everyone else shift, run, and be fiercely strong, while I stayed painfully human and completely invisible. I was so

something wild was crawling right under my skin, aggressively begging to break free. The dreams were the absolute worst part. They were incredibly hot,

late-blooming Omegas. The articles claimed it could happen even if you didn't have a

a house full of Alphas while my body was acting like t

hing back to squeeze my knee. "But Marcus is

f. My stomach twisted into tight k

absolute kings. They had all the power and status I secretly wanted. They were popular, d

ice hockey rink. He smelled sharply of cold ice and sweat. He was a hockey star, and he didn't even know I existed. But in my recent, c

look my way? I t

the driver ann

e Steel villa was absolutely huge. It was made of modern g

isn't it?" Mom

ifying," I

, expensive suit. He looked very tall and intimidating, but

a tight hug. Then, he looked at me. "Aria. I'm so gla

Steel," I manage

rcus." His voice wa

on't be so b

ront doors

out. Their faces were hard,

a dark room full of gasoline. My skin broke out in tight goosebumps. Every single nerve in my body was suddenly awake and screaming. Their sc

Please, no

egs, a deep, heavy ache started to spread rapidly. It was the exact same needy feeling from my wet dreams, but a hundred times stronger and far more real

I had been starving for their touch my entire life. I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted

come say hello," Marc

the doorframe. He glared at me like I was tr

an straight down my spine. I hated that my body loved his dark

Cole," Marcu

le smirked. "I haven't

eyes scanned me up and down with disgust. "She's just a gold digge

h!" Marcus shouted,

like a predator sizing up a weak meal. "Just look at her. She's pathetic. An Omega with absolu

ted by the raging fire inside me. Whenever they stepped closer, my sk

ell is wro

rced myself to look Jasper right in the eye, pulling on that tiny scrap

laughed loudly, crossing his

" Marcus ordered sharply. His Alph

is wide shoulder. His dark eyes locked onto mine. "Stay

oor slammed shut

honey, I'm so sorry. They

dly. I was so totally confused. Why did they make me feel

bedroom, dropped my heavy bags on the floor,

rubbed my skin hard with a soapy sponge, desperately trying to wash away the heavy scent of pine and smoke. I tried to wash away

tly around my body, tucking the end securely above my breasts. My dark hair was completely wet,

breath. Maybe I could ju

bedroom do

perfectl

had changed into light gray sweatpants that hung very low on his hips, a

ild, stormy energy crashed right back into the

ked out. I gripped the top of my towe

y bare, wet shoulders. He stared at the curve of my breasts pushing against the wet towel. He stared directly at m

e. A traitorous, heavy throb pulsed between

you?" Reed said. His voic

oom and kicked the heav

ic

he lock made my hear

king a small step backward. "I just too

oftly. He took a slow st

as standing right in front of me. I could literal

ling like fucking ripe peaches and rain. Wearing nothing but a towel in my ho

nstead, his large hand gripped my waist tightly right through the

traight down to my core. A helpless little trem

eeks. He smelled so insanely good that it made my head spin. "You're trembling. Your little heart is going crazy

ere was zero force behind it. My body actually leaned into his lar

instead of pushing me away,

oudly again. I could easily feel the thick, rock-hard shape of his erection pr

s loudly screaming at me to run away, but my body just a

bright anger and deep revulsion in his dark eyes, but right beneath that... there

uietly, talking more to himself than to m

hand on my waist only squeezed tighter. His free hand reached up fast. His thick finger

ive. It felt like he was claiming me, acting like he had

square jaw clenched hard. The words

I watched his pupils blow wide open. The bla

he groan

tural, torn from deep

uth crashed down

he was severely punishing me for something I didn't even understand. His lips were rough and demanding, bruising my mouth. When his hot tongue swept

ixed with something dark, wild, and deeply male. There was only the feeli

mouth. The rough sound vibrated rig

ht through the towel. His long fingers dug into my flesh hard enough to leave dark marks. He li

ugh to hurt me, just holding me firmly. It was controlling, a

spinning into a messy haze of pure heat. This is