Falling For My Alpha Stepsister (GL)

April

When I opened my eyes, Angel was right there beside me, her hands wrapped around my body.

The girl was sleeping so peacefully, her breath coming out in soft, rhythmic puffs against the quiet of the room.

It felt just like the last time I woke up beside her.

And we were still locked together. Her dick wasn’t out.

I lay there for a second, listening to the faint hum of the morning air, feeling the heavy warmth of her skin pressed against mine. Remembering what happened last night, I couldn’t believe that was all me.

I lost myself in the act once again.

I leaned in closer, resting my head against her boobs while my fingers traced her breathing abs. Every time her chest expanded, my hand rose and fell with it.

Resting against her made me wonder if this was actually real.

On Friday night, Angel refused to commit, but then, on Saturday night, she agreed. It didn’t even take her a week or even 48 hours.

She must really love my pussy for her to change her mind so quickly.

Even last night, she didn’t punish me like she did the other two nights we spent together. There was no rough edge to her touch, no harshness in the way she held me down.

Angel even said she found warmth in my embrace.

She must be right because right now, I’m feeling that same warmth spreading all through my chest and down to my toes.

Oh God, she smells so nice.

It was a rich, heavy scent that filled my lungs every time I inhaled, settling deep in the back of my throat.

Alphas are really intoxicating.

I have hated this one for years, but I like her now.

I leaned up slightly, pressing my lips to her soft skin, and kissed her boobs. Then I placed my hand on her other boob and started tickling her gently.

”Hahaha, hahaha! It’s ticklish. Stop it!”

Angel laughed, her voice thick and raspy from sleep.

I raised my head, letting my hair fall over my shoulders, and saw that her eyes were still closed.

”You’re awake?” I muttered.

”Yes, but I’m still sleepy. So stop and sleep.” She grumbled, her eyelids fluttering slightly before settling shut again.

”I just woke up.”

”Sleep again.”

”Okay... can I sleep on top of you then? You are still stuck inside.”

Angel wrapped her arms around me, pulling me up, and I was on top of her body now. The shift made my heart skip a beat, the slick connection between us shifting just enough to send a quiet shudder down my spine.

I rested my head against her shoulder and closed my eyes, letting the sound of her steady heartbeat pull me back down toward rest.

It wasn’t until 20 minutes later that someone started knocking on the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The sharp sound echoed through the bedroom, cutting right through the quiet haze.

”April, are you in there?”

I slowly opened my eyes, swallowing hard as I recognized the voice through the thick wood.

”Yes, Abigail. I’m inside here,” I called out, my voice still rough from sleep.

She turned the doorknob, the metal clicking loudly, but thankfully, it was locked.

She would have just walked in on us and seen both of us naked and still stuck together.

”The door is locked,” she said, her voice loud from the hallway.

”I’m sorry, but I’m still sleeping. Maybe when I wake up.”

”You didn’t come for breakfast, and I thought maybe something bad happened to you.”

”No... I’m fine. I’ll eat breakfast later.”

”Katie and I are going for a little shopping, and we want you to join us. Tonight is the last celebration of my wedding, and I need my girls,” she said.

Oh God.

I wanted her to leave. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying she would just turn around and walk away.

Her idea of hanging out was good, but Angel was still stuck inside me, and I wasn’t ready to leave the room.

Every small movement made me acutely aware of how deep she still was, how tangled up our legs were under the heavy sheets.

”Abby, go away. You’re disturbing my sleep...”

That wasn’t my voice.

It was Angel.

The girl’s eyes were still closed, her forehead creased in annoyance, but she had actually said what was on my mind.

And fuck.

Now Abigail knew I was with Angel.

”Ohhhhhhhhh, I see you got company, huh? I knew something freaky fishy was going on last night when I saw you two hurry out of the orphanage,” Abigail purred, her tone instantly changing to a mischievous sing-song.

My face went hot, a sudden rush of heat flushing all the way to my ears.

”Can you leave now, please?” I asked politely, trying to keep my voice steady.

”Okay, I’m leaving. If you want, I can bring breakfast to you two. One of you needs energy to perform. And Angel have mercy on that girl...”

Her footsteps finally faded down the hallway.

I’m very sure she was going to announce the news that I had spent the night with Angel to everyone else.

She wouldn’t be able to keep a secret like that to herself for even five minutes.

Angel let out a long breath against my hair, her muscles relaxing under me.

After some time, we finally got unstuck and continued from where we stopped. The sheets were a twisted, hot mess by the time we finally let each other go, gasping for air in the quiet room.

Afterward, we were inside the bathroom. The air was cool against my bare skin before the steam started to rise.

I had a spare new toothbrush in my bag, wrapped in plastic, and I tore it open and gave it to Angel. We brushed our teeth side by side in front of the fogged-up mirror, our shoulders bumping into each other as we moved.

Angel helped bathe me. She wasn’t complaining. She just did what I told her, running the wet bar of soap over my shoulders, sliding her slick hands down my back, and rinsing the suds away with warm water.

I also scrubbed her body, tracing the long muscles of her back and the tight curve of her waist, taking my time with every inch.

We kissed under the running shower, the water cascading over our heads, running down our faces, and pooling at our feet. Her lips were hot against mine, tasting like clear water and soap.

This felt like I was living inside one of those novels I read. A daydream come through..

”Are you enjoying this?” I asked the moment we pulled away from the kiss, wiping the water from my eyes so I could look at her face.

”This is weird, but I’ll get used to it, just as you’ll get used to my own routine,” Angel said honestly, her voice dipping lower as the water splashed around us.

”I like this.”

I leaned up and kissed her again, brief and sweet, and she looked nonchalant, though her hands stayed grounded on my hips.

”You are a witch, but my witch.”

”And you are the devil, but my devil.”

”Let’s finish and go find something to eat.”