Claim Me, Alpha StepBrothers

I Watched Him F*ck Her

~Olive~

~Hours Later~

The wedding was over and I couldn’t sleep. Not even close.

I was lying here in this stupidly perfect bed in the Hayes mansion, staring at the ceiling like it owed me answers, but all I could think about was them. My legs kept shifting under the sheets, restless, because my body was betraying me so hard it was embarrassing. I was soaked.

This is so messed up.

Thoughts kept flashing through my head on repeat. And Crew… God. f**k.

I rolled onto my side and squeezed my thighs together tight, but that only made it worse. I was so horny it hurt. The bond was doing this to me—I knew it was—but knowing didn’t make me any less wet.

I came here to ruin their dad. To make him pay for what he did to mine.

Instead I was lying here like a total mess, seriously considering the dildo hidden in my nightstand drawer. The big one. The thick, realistic one with the swelling knot at the base that I’d only ever used when I was alone and angry and pretending it was revenge s*x.

Should I?

Just to take the edge off. Just so I don’t lose my mind and do something reckless like walk down the hall to their rooms. I bit my lip hard, hand already drifting down my stomach, fingers brushing over my slick folds.

“f**k it,” I whispered into the dark.

I reached for the drawer.

I shoved the thick dildo deep.

““Ahh—f**k… yes…”

My free hand flew up to my t**s, grabbing one roughly and squeezing hard as I pumped the toy in and out of my dripping cunt. God, they were so sensitive—full and heavy, n*****s tight and aching. I dug my fingers into the soft flesh, kneading and squeezing while I f****d myself faster.

“Mmm—oh god…” I whimpered, rolling my n****e between my fingers and pinching it hard. The sting shot straight to my c**t. “Cas… you cold bastard…”

I squeezed my breast tighter, almost painfully, imagining his mouth on it—sucking, biting—while I slammed the dildo in to the hilt. “Fuuuuck—Cas! Yes!”

My hips bucked wildly. I switched to the other tit, groping and mauling it.

“Ahh… ahh… Crew—f**k, both of you…”

I pictured them so clearly: Cas’s icy stare as he watched me fall apart, Crew’s wicked grin while he told me what a nasty little stepsister I was. I cried out loud, squeezing my breast so hard it left marks, thrusting the toy faster.

“Nngh—yes—stretch me—please…”

“Oh my f*****g god—ahhhhh!” I screamed into the pillow as it popped in, locking deep. My p***y clamped down, pulsing wildly. I squeezed my breast even harder, nails digging in as the orgasm ripped through me. “f**k—f**k—f**k—I’m coming—!”

My back arched clean off the bed, thighs shaking,p***y squirting around the swollen knot. I kept moaning through it.

“Mmm… ahh… yes… more…”—while I rocked against the toy and mauled my t**s, switching between them, pinching and squeezing until they were red and throbbing.

The second wave hit even harder. I wailed, fingers brutally kneading my breasts as my cunt milked the knot like it was a real alpha c**k breeding me. “Cas… Crew… f**k me—use your filthy stepsister—please—!”

“I want both of your c***s in me,” I gasped out loud, the words spilling out like I couldn’t hold them back. “f**k… f**k!”

I squeezed my t**s brutally hard, nails digging in as I started thrusting the dildo faster, the knot locked deep and swelling inside my pulsing cunt.

“I want both of your c***s in me—please—f**k!” I moaned louder, almost sobbing with need. “Cas in my p***y, Crew stretching my ass… or both in my cunt, ruining me together—ahhhhh f**k—fuck..fuck!”

“f**k… I hate how bad I need you both,” I whispered breathlessly, another soft moan slipping out as I pinched my n****e again. “But I do… I want both your thick alpha c***s stretching me open and filling me up at the same time…”

Shit. I’m cumming again.

“Ahh… ahh… yes… f**k yes…” My thighs shook uncontrollably, back arched high off the bed as the longest, strongest orgasm of the night ripped me apart.

Finally, it started to fade. I collapsed back onto the mattress, panting, sweating, trembling all over.

One hand stayed glued to my tit, squeezing the soft, bruised flesh slowly, lazily, while the other rested low on my belly, feeling the bulge the toy made inside me.

“f**k… that felt so good,” I whispered, voice hoarse and wrecked from all the moaning. “So f*****g good… I came so hard I thought I was going to pass out.”

I gave my breast another firm squeeze, rolling my sore n****e between my fingers and letting out a shaky little moan. “Mmm… look at me. Legs spread, t**s all red and marked up, dripping all over this expensive bed like a cheap w***e. And it’s all because of them.”

I rocked my hips once, feeling the knot press against that spot again, and bit my lip hard.

“f**k this felt so good… but now imagine how their own c***s would feel.” My voice came out breathy.

“Cas’s thick, veiny alpha c**k slamming into me raw, so much hotter and harder than this stupid toy. Crew’s fat d**k forcing its way in at the same time, stretching me wider than I’ve ever been… both of them buried balls-deep inside their filthy little stepsister.”

I squeezed my tit harder.

“God, I’d be so full. They’d ruin me. Knot me together until my belly swells and their c*m is leaking out of both my holes. I’d scream their names while they breed me like the desperate omega slut I am.”

A soft, embarrassed laugh slipped out, but it turned into another moan when I pinched my n****e.

“What the actual f**k is wrong with me? I hate them. I hate how much I need them. But I can’t stop thinking about it… how good it would feel when they finally snap and take what they want.”

I dragged my fingers over my swollen c**t again, shivering.

“f**k… their real c***s would destroy me. And I’d beg for every inch.”

I squeezed my breast one last time, eyes fluttering shut.

“f**k… I need a drink,” I whispered, grabbing the first oversized t-shirt I could find. It barely covered my ass, but I didn’t care enough to put on panties. Who was going to see me anyway?

I was halfway down the long hallway toward the kitchen when I heard it. Moans.

My heart jumped into my throat. I knew I should keep walking. Get my water and go straight back to bed like a normal person. But my stupid feet stopped moving. Then they carried me closer, until I was standing right outside his door… which was cracked open just a few inches.

Don’t look. Don’t you dare look, Olive.

I looked.

Crew was completely naked, all tan muscle and raw power, f*****g Vanessa from behind like he was trying to break the bed. She was on all fours, back arched deep, ass up high, taking every brutal thrust of his thick c**k.

His heavy balls slapped loudly against her with every hard slam. Sweat shone on his back, his ass flexing as he pounded into her, one hand twisted tight in her hair, yanking her head back.

Holy s**t…

“f**k yes—take this c**k, you dirty little slut,” Crew growled, driving into her so deep the bed creaked.

Vanessa moaned like she was in heat, loud and shameless. “Ahhh—Crew—yes—harder—f**k me like you mean it—!”

Her t**s were bouncing wildly, n*****s hard, face flushed and pressed halfway into the mattress. The wet, filthy sound of his c**k slamming into her soaked p***y filled the whole room.

I couldn’t breathe. My p***y clenched hard, fresh slick dripping down my inner thighs as I watched. My n*****s tightened painfully against my thin shirt. One hand slid up without thinking and squeezed my breast, fingers digging in just like upstairs.

That should be me on that bed. Not her.

Then Vanessa turned her head a little… and her eyes locked straight onto mine through the crack in the door.

A wicked smile curved her lips. She didn’t stop. She didn’t say anything to him. Instead she stared right at me, and moaned even louder.

“Ahhhhh—yes—Crew—your c**k feels so f*****g good—!” she cried out, pushing her ass back onto him harder, making her t**s bounce even more for my view. She bit her lip and smiled wider at me, like she knew exactly what she was doing.

Crew just grunted and kept railing her senseless. “That’s it, baby. Let everyone hear what a c**k-hungry w***e you are for me.”

Vanessa’s eyes stayed glued to mine the whole time, moaning sluttier, putting on a full show just for me. My cunt throbbed so hard it hurt. Jealousy burned hot in my chest, but it only made me wetter.

God, I hate her. But I can’t stop watching…

I squeezed my tit harder, pinching my n****e through the shirt, thighs pressed tight together as I stood there like a pervert in the dark hallway.

This was so messed up. And I couldn’t look away.