Falling For My Alpha Stepsister (GL)

It has been two days since I let my step sister fuck me....

It all started when I was going on a date and she cornered me. I kicked her in her gut..

The date wasn’t even a date..

Then she wanted her revenge, and I played a stupid game with her, lost, and she took her prize..

My virginity..

I wanted to show Angel that her giving me her attention was going to change the way she viewed me..

I wanted her to fall in love with me, but I think I might have been the one who fell...

I don’t know it yet, but I haven’t stopped thinking about her for two days..

We haven’t even seen each other eye to eye ever since the deed..

Yes, we live in the same house, but I have been avoiding her..

I wake up very early in the morning for work, come back, sneak into my room, and never come out..

But I barely hear her voice..

Angel is good at making noise, always notifying people in the house that she was around...

Either playing loud music in her room or the meows of Terror and her...

From reading romance novels to reading dark romance novels...

I swear I didn’t go there on my own... a patron returned a book, and I just happened to return the book to the shelf.

Then I read the synopsis, then Chapter 1, and now I’m reading my second dark romance book..

The graphic descriptions ripped through my defenses, mirroring the exact, agonizing heat that Angel had carved into my bare skin just two nights ago.

My Thirty Step-Sister...

The title seemed to stare right back at me, mockingly pointing out the forbidden, dangerous desire that was currently ruining my entire life.

This MC has been secretly having a crush on her step sister for years until one night her step sister came home drunk, and then she let her drunk sister taste her..

This is so bad and lewd... after one night of passion, the two wanted more of each other...

A breathless whimper nearly escaped my lips in the quiet library, my thighs clamping tightly together to fight off the sudden wave of moisture.

I want more of Angel... every day...

No, no.. I have to stop this lewd thought in my head...

She is my step sister, I shouldn’t want more... what happened between us should be considered a taboo because we are supposed to act like siblings..

But we are not related by blood...

So this is not a taboo, right?

I stared blindly down at the counter, my chest heaving as my traitorous heart searched desperately for any excuse to justify the wicked craving in my belly.

Our parents only got married, so it should not affect us... right?

But we have the same last name...

This is so bad, I shouldn’t be thirsty for that girl.. I shouldn’t be wanting more of her touch..

I pressed my palm flat against my aching chest, feeling the wild, reckless hammering of my heart against my ribs as my body begged for her return.

But.. didn’t Angel say I was going to be her personal sex doll for life.... I clearly remember that..

So why hasn’t she come knocking on my door?

Or did she not like my pussy...

Was it because it was tight.. or because of the knot..

Should I find a way to...

Gosh... I need to stop all these lewd thoughts..

I dragged my hand down my flushed face, letting out a long, raspy sigh that rattled deep within my sore, tight throat.

A week ago I wasn’t like this...

I was just a quiet girl sorting textbooks, completely untouched, calm, and blissfully unaware of the roaring wildfire waiting to consume my soul.

Angel Morningstar, what have you done to me.... You Devil!

I squeezed my eyes shut, her dark crimson eyes and sharp, victorious grin flashing behind my eyelids to mock my complete and total defeat.

I need a distraction, I need to stop this nonsense..

I forced my eyes open, my gaze darting frantically around the quiet, dimly lit area until it landed on the familiar figure standing nearby.

I looked at my colleague..

She was casually flipping through a stack of returned cards, looking completely unbothered by the chaotic storm raging inside my head.

”Katie, what is new in your life...?”

My raspy voice sounded slightly breathless, desperate to grab onto literally any topic that didn’t involve wine-red hair and brutal physical surrender.

”Having a harem... I tried a harem and I loved it, and now I am looking for a way to make them mine...”

”Is it a new novel?”

I leaned over the counter, my eyebrows pulling together in a tight, desperate plea for her to confirm that she was just talking about fiction.

I just hope it is... because I’m starting to regret talking to her...

”No, it’s not.. I have read a lot of harems in life, and now I’m living one. Two twin Alphas fucked my hole last night, and now I want them again...”

She declared the raw truth with an absolute lack of shame, her eyes finally locking onto mine with a bright, wild spark of pure excitement.

”Wow, what a surprise...” I said sarcastically.

Looks like I’m not the only one who wants more of an Alpha.

My shoulders dropped, a small, weary breath slipping past my lips as I listened to her shamelessly lay out her wild physical escapades.

I normally don’t listen to her sex adventures, but since I am no longer in the virgin category.. I will just hear her out.

Mostly for my benefit.

”So how do you intend to.. you know, have sex with them again...”

”By calling them and telling them I’m always available... I’m trying to have sex with them three times...”

”Why..?”

”If I have a good sex, the first time I want more, the second time I still want more, but then if I have it the third time, that means I want that cock forever... I am going to have sex with them two more times, and if I still want them... I’m making them mine forever, and no one will come between us...”

She delivered the insane logic with absolute conviction, her eyes gleaming with a wild, possessive energy that sent a sudden chill down my spine.

”You are weird...”

”Girl, you asked and I told you my mind... but I won’t blame you because you haven’t tasted sex.. when you do, I swear, girl, you will want more.... Oh, since when did you start reading dark romance novels, and is that a step siblings trope?”

Her sharp gaze dropped straight down to the glossy book cover resting near my hand, her eyebrow raising in a sudden, suspicious arch that made my heart leap.

”I think my time is up, I better go sign out and go home...”

I said, already leaving the counter..

I backed away from the desk at top speed, my sneakers squeaking against the floor as I made my escape from her sharp eyes.

”And wait a minute, is that an afterglow..”

Her loud, teasing voice called out behind me, cutting through the quiet library space and making my feet move twice as fast toward the exit.

Thank goodness my shift was over because I might end up bragging about my sex life to her.. she would have forced it out of me one way or the other..

When I stepped outside and turned, I saw someone I hadn’t seen for two days.