I Seduced My Stepbrother

Chapter 3

"Dad, I'm finished. I need to go. And there's no need to rush her engagement."

Edward shot to his feet, panic flickering in his eyes.

My stepfather cleared his throat. "Fine. I understand. But you're not getting any younger either. I've introduced you to plenty of women. It's time you tried dating one of them."

Edward nodded and left so quickly that it looked almost like an escape.

My stepfather turned to me. "You spend all day cooped up in the house. Daniel will come over later so the two of you can get to know each other."

His tone left no room for refusal.

I had planned to leave before Daniel arrived, but the moment I stepped outside, I ran straight into him.

I stared at him coldly. "What are you doing here?"

Daniel sneered. "Obviously, I came to see my fiancée. I'm only agreeing to marry you out of respect for your father. Who the hell do you think you are?"

His vicious words ignited my temper. I pointed toward the door.

"Get out of my house!"

Daniel's expression darkened. Without warning, he swung his hand across my face.

Half my face erupted in searing pain.

The malice in his eyes made panic tighten my chest.

He advanced on me one slow step at a time. "I could f**k you right here, and your stepfather would still deliver you to my family without a word."

He kept coming, as though he truly intended to do it.

"Stay away from me. Edward will be here any minute." My voice cracked, but I forced myself to meet his gaze.

With trembling hands, I sent Edward a message: I'm scared. Daniel is trying to r**e me.

Daniel continued closing in.

I stumbled and fell, and he seized my ankle.

He tore the buttons from my top, exposing my breasts.

I fought with all my strength, but another slap landed hard across my face.

The burning pain spread instantly, and a helpless cry escaped me.

Daniel yanked off his belt and ground it cruelly between my thighs. Humiliation engulfed me.

His hand clamped around one breast, and I cried out in pain.

"Get off me! Let me go!"

Despair closed over my heart. Was I really going to lose my virginity to a bastard like Daniel?

Then I heard frantic footsteps outside.

"I'm here!" Edward shouted.

I thrashed wildly. "Edward, help me!"

He stormed in and found me sprawled on the floor, my clothes torn and my body disheveled.

Violence surged through his eyes. He clenched his fists, charged forward, and rained blow after blow on Daniel.

Fear seized me. I scrambled to my feet and caught Edward's rigid arm.

"Edward, stop! You'll kill him if you keep going!"

Edward's back was taut, his chest heaving, his bloodshot eyes blazing with rage.

"Get the hell out. If I ever see you again, you'll regret it."

Daniel staggered away and fled.

Edward rushed to me, scanning me from head to toe.

His fingertips hovered beside my bruised cheek, his face tight with pain. "You're safe. That's what matters. I'm sorry I came so late."

My nose stung. I threw myself into his arms.

"Edward, I was so scared."

He soothed me in a low voice. "It's over now."

I looked up into his gentle eyes and found my courage. Rising onto my toes, I kissed him.

Before he could react, I slid my fingers beneath his shirt.

"Edward, take me."

His entire body went rigid, every muscle pulled taut.

Conflicting emotions churned in his eyes, making his gaze dark and unsettled.

After a long moment, he rasped, "Stop this."

"I'm not playing around."

I stared straight at him. "Do you really want me to marry that bastard? How could I ever be happy with him?"

I stepped closer and held his gaze.

My voice softened. "Edward, I'm grown now. I truly want to give myself to you."

Struggle flashed across his sharply defined features, which were still faintly flushed.

I leaned into him and boldly cupped the hardening bulge between his legs.

It swelled rapidly against my palm, and a muffled groan escaped him.

"Stop fooling around."

His voice was terribly hoarse, his panic impossible to hide.

"You can't do this. I'm your stepbrother."

I rose onto my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting my hot breath wash over his ear.

"What kind of stepbrother gets hard for his stepsister?"

His whole body stiffened, and an embarrassed flush crept across his face.

"I..."

His breath caught, and panic flooded his eyes.

My heart pounded wildly, heat rushing to my own cheeks.

"Edward, I know you've never seen me as only a sister. Stop hiding from me."

My hands roamed over him, stroking the hard ridges of his abdomen.

His body tightened, indecision flashing in his eyes.

"When you watched me through the camera in the pendant, I called your name over and over while I touched myself. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

Alarm crossed his face. His gaze darted away, unable to meet mine for long.

"When did you...?"

His voice was dry and rough with disbelief.

I curved my lips into a smile, shoved him onto the floor, and pressed a finger to his mouth.

"Shh."

I moved closer. He lowered his eyes, deliberately avoiding my direct stare.

Yet the tips of his ears turned red, at odds with his usually composed appearance.

I wet my dry lips and deftly pulled down his trousers.

Just then, his phone rang. The word Dad flashed across the screen.

My stepfather was calling him.

Edward stiffened, the haze in his eyes vanishing at once.

"Stop. It's Dad."

He deliberately steadied his breathing and tried to make his voice sound normal.

"Hello?"

I didn't release him. With one quick tug, I removed the last barrier covering his body.

His thick erection sprang free before me.

His body was now completely exposed, the deep V of his hips framing his narrow waist.

I couldn't resist running my hand over his chest. Every brush of skin made his muscles contract as he watched my movements warily.

My stepfather's stern voice carried through the phone.

He was demanding to know why Edward had beaten Daniel, fury filling every word.

"Daniel is a dangerous man. We need to reconsider the marriage..."

They kept arguing, and I quickly grew impatient.

Without warning, I took Edward into my mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot with strain, and a deep flush spread over his abdomen.

"You ungrateful son! Why aren't you answering me?" my stepfather snapped.

Edward went rigid, shame coloring his handsome features. "The call isn't over. Don't..."

His arousal only grew, his Adam's apple bobbing.

His eyes pleaded with me to stop.

On the other end, my stepfather was still lecturing him without pause.

I straddled Edward and teased one of his n*****s with my tongue. "Let me take care of you."

"Don't..."

I bit my lip, spread myself open, and sank down hard onto him...