My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret

My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret

Sugaredpen · Completed · 236.5k Words

671
Hot
27.4k
Views
1.1k
Added
Add to Shelf
Start Reading
Share:facebooktwitterpinterestwhatsappreddit

Introduction

"HIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT s*x SCENES, POSSESSIVE ALPHA ENERGY, AND INTENSE EMOTIONAL TENSION. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.
"You stood there and watched me stroke myself to the thought of you… and you liked it. Didn't you?"
"You're wet," he growled. "Just from words. Just from me saying your name while I came."
When Liana Rivers fell into bed with her brooding, dominant, dangerously irresistible stepbrother, Killian Wolfe, she gave him everything, her heart, her body, her virginity.
But when she discovered she was pregnant and found out he was engaged to another woman, she ran quietly, carrying a shattered heart and a baby he would never know.
Now, seven years later, she's a struggling single mom working as a hotel janitor, doing everything she can to hide her past, and her son, from the ruthless Alpha who broke her. Until one night, he finds her again. Richer. Darker. More powerful than ever. And he wants her back.
Killian isn't just here to play house. He wants control. Of her life. Her body. Her son. And this time, he's not asking.
She ran from him once. But now that he knows the truth… He'll burn the whole damn world to keep what's his.

Chapter 1

LIANA'S POV

I was nineteen years old when I walked in on my stepbrother jerking off in the bathroom‚ groaning my name desperately.

I hadn't meant to stay awake. I had just wanted to get a glass of water from the kitchen when I heard it.

Loud and clear.

My name.

"Liana... f-fuck..."

I froze‚ my heart thumping wildly in my chest.

It was late that night‚ exactly 3 a.m. The house was quiet.

Killian had come home for a short visit after being away for a year because of work‚ though to this day I still had no idea what kind of job he actually did.

He didn't live with us. He had his own house across town and rarely visited. He only showed up on special occasions or when his mother insisted. Since the day my dad married his mom‚ I had only seen him twice.

I still clearly remembered the first time I laid eyes on him that year‚ three years ago. My jaw nearly hit the floor. He looked like a walking Greek god‚ every inch of him giving off power and confidence‚ the kind you couldn't fake.

But he never noticed me. He treated me like I didn't exist. It hurt more than I expected‚ but I tried not to take it personally. He was seven years older than me after all. Maybe to him I was just a silly kid. I heard his mother had him when she was barely more than a teenager. Maybe that explained the distance. Or maybe he just didn't care.

When he came home‚ he didn't even look at me during dinner. He never smiled. Never spoke unless someone asked him something directly. and he never joined in any family talks. It was as if he wasn't even there‚ even while he sat right at the table with us.

His mother though had been nothing but warm. From the moment she came into our lives‚ she became the mother I never had. My own mom passed away two years after she gave birth to me‚ so I never got to know what it felt like to be held by her or called sweetheart or tucked in at night with a kiss.

But Killian's mother filled that hole without hesitation. She loved me like I was her own. and it wasn't forced‚ it was pure‚ the kind of love that made me feel safe.

The only one who stayed cold was her son.

Killian never smiled at me. Never spoke to me. Never even acted like I was there except for an occasional cold glance. and yet deep down some part of me always wanted to know what it would feel like if Killian really saw me. If he said my name. If I meant anything to him. Even a little.

So hearing my name from his mouth while he was jerking off was something I hadn't expected at all. It was shocking. Wrong. Twisted. But it was also the first time I ever heard him say my name.

And as messed up as it sounds‚ part of me couldn't stop my legs from moving toward the sound. Every part of me said turn back. But I couldn't. I didn't want to. I wanted to know if it was real. If I was really the one he imagined while he stroked himself like that.

The door was slightly open. Light spilled out like a secret waiting to be exposed. I pushed it open.

And there he was.

Killian.

Fully naked. Standing in front of the mirror. His hand was wrapped tight around his cock‚ thick and veiny and hard. His other hand was gripping the sink. His back muscles tensed‚ while his jaw clenched like he was holding back a growl.

He looked like some untamed god‚ raw‚ wild‚ and completely lost in the thought of me.

My name was still on his lips. He moaned it like it hurt. Like he needed it to survive. Like I was the only thing that could save him from whatever fire had taken him.

I didn't breathe. I didn't blink. I just stood there and watched. My thighs pressed together. My chest was rising and falling. My skin burned between my legs. I hated how wet I felt just watching him stroke his cock like I already belonged to him.

Then I made a small sound. A gasp.

His head turned fast. Our eyes locked.

Time froze.

I saw it all‚ the red on his cheeks‚ the sweat on his chest‚ the way his hand paused but didn't let go. The way his eyes turned dark. Hungry.

Then the moment shattered.

"Get the hell out!" he yelled.

He slammed the door so hard I felt the floor shake under me. I stumbled back‚ my breath gone‚ my legs shaking as I ran down the hallway like a girl who had just seen something she could never forget.

I shut my door and fell onto the bed. My heart was pounding.

But not from shame.

From want.

He had thought of me. He had wanted me. And now I was soaked with need for him. My hands shook as I touched my lips trying to calm down‚ but it was no use. All I could see was the way he held his cock. All I could hear was my name coming out of his mouth.

I wanted to taste him‚ feel that heat on my skin‚ make him say my name again‚ but this time with me on my knees‚ his hand tangled in my hair.

I hated myself for wanting that.

But not enough to stop.

The next morning I tried to stay away from him. I stayed in my room holding my breath every time I heard footsteps in the hall. I waited until our parents left before sneaking to the kitchen.

But he was already there.

Waiting.

He didn't say a word.

He didn't let me lie or act like nothing happened.

He walked toward me like he already knew what I had dreamed about all night. as if he could smell the need on my skin. as if he felt the heat between my legs without even touching me.

He grabbed my waist and slammed me against the fridge so hard I gasped. My hands hit his chest but he didn't move. He didn't step back. His whole body was pressed against mine.

His breath was on my face. His voice a low growl.

"Did you come into the hall last night because you wanted to see me jerk off to you?"

"Killian—"

"Answer me!" he snapped. One hand pressed my hip to the fridge. The other slid up my thigh. I couldn't speak. My breath was caught in my throat. My knees were shaking.

He saw it.

"Oh. You're already squeezing those pretty thighs‚ huh?" he said with a low laugh. His eyes dropped to my lips. Then to my chest.

My body tensed. My lips parted.

"You stood there and watched me stroke myself thinking about you. and you liked it. Didn't you?"

I whimpered. "I-I wasn't trying to—"

"Trying to what?" he whispered near my mouth. "Trying to get caught? Trying to see if your filthy big stepbrother touches himself to the thought of your tight little pussy?"

I shook. My legs moved. My panties were wet.

His hand moved between my thighs and pressed hard through the fabric. He didn't have to look. He knew. I was soaked. Dripping.

"You're wet‚" he growled. He pressed harder. I gasped. "Just from words. Just from me saying your name while I came."

"Killian please—" I had no idea what I was begging for.

He pushed again. His fingers ground into my heat. My back arched. My head hit the fridge.

"I should make you come right here‚" he growled. "Rub this needy cunt until it cries. Until it drips down your legs. Until it begs for my cock. Until it only knows how to want me."

I gasped. I moaned. My thighs clamped. My nails clawed at his shoulders.

"I want to ruin you‚" he whispered in my ear. "So bad. So fucking bad. But I can't."

He moved his hand away‚ as slow as he could‚ while his body was still hard. Still shaking.

He looked me in the eyes‚ dark and full of fire.

"You want this?" he asked.

I blinked‚ breathing heavy. "I—I don't—"

"Good. Because if you had any self-respect you'd forget this ever happened."

Last Chapters

You Might Like 😍

Alpha VS Omega' Twin VS Twin (A Dark Werewolf Romance)

Alpha VS Omega' Twin VS Twin (A Dark Werewolf Romance)

1.1k Views · Ongoing · June Calva
Callum Brennan was born to lead London's most powerful werewolf pack. Then his twin brother framed him for murder.
Stripped of everything, Callum is thrown into the Rookeries, where packless wolves go to die. But he survives. He builds a pack from the broken and the damned. He falls in love with Valentina, a dhampir hunted by the same vampire Parliament that destroyed his life.
In a city ruled by immortal aristocrats and controlled by ancient dragons, Callum learns the hardest truth: individual virtue cannot defeat systemic evil. But small victories matter. And some fights are worth losing everything
A pack of their own

A pack of their own

2m Views · Completed · dragonsbain22
Being the middle Child ignored and neglected, rejected by family and injured, She receives her wolf early and realizes she is a new type of hybrid but doesn't know how to control her power, she leaves her pack with her best friend and grandmother to go to her grandfather's clan to learn what she is and how to handle her power and then with her fated mate, her best friend and her fated mate little brother and grandmother start their own pack.
Glimmerdrop: The Crownwake Series

Glimmerdrop: The Crownwake Series

2k Views · Ongoing · Rafaella Dutra
"Tell me you don't feel this... Just say the word, and I'll walk away."
"This is your last chance to push me away."


At the fiercely hierarchical Haldorian Academy, magic-less commoner Hettie just wants to remain invisible. But Zadok, the academy's most untouchable elite, backs her into a corner she can't escape.
His fatal obsession sparks ruthless revenge: Dana, a high-tier wind mystic, turns paper into deadly blades during combat class, nearly blinding and disfiguring Hettie in a bloody attack .
The massive class divide and brutal bullying force Hettie to draw a line, demanding their romance be kept strictly underground .

That forever unattainable golden boy pinned her against the tree trunk, his scalding and aggressive kiss accompanied by a hopeless surrender: "You're going to be my doom ."

Worse still, Hettie discovers her parents’ dark secrets are dragging her into a deadly conspiracy of betrayal . Survival clashes with forbidden desire. In this deadly, cross-class temptation, whoever gives in first is doomed!
Let Them Kneel

Let Them Kneel

233k Views · Ongoing · My Fantasy Stories
Kaelani spent her life believing she was wolfless.
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.

But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.

Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin—
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.

When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin.

For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.

Until he leaves her the next morning—
like a secret never to be spoken.

But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking.

And when it does—
they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase.

Especially him.

She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive.

Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.
Game of Destiny

Game of Destiny

1.2m Views · Completed · Dripping Creativity
Amie's wolf hasn't shown herself. But who cares? She has a good pack, best friends and a family who loves her. Everyone, including the Alpha, is telling her she is perfect just the way she is. That is until she finds her mate and he rejects her. Heartbroken Amie flees from everything and start over. No more werewolves, no more packs.

When Finlay finds her, she is living among humans. He is smitten by the stubborn wolf that refuse to acknowledge his existence. She may not be his mate, but he wants her to be a part of his pack, latent wolf or not.

Amie cant resist the Alpha that comes into her life and drags her back into pack life. Not only does she find herself happier than she has been in a long time, her wolf finally comes to her. Finlay isn't her mate, but he becomes her best friend. Together with the other top wolves in the pack, they work to create the best and strongest pack.

When it's time for the pack games, the event that decides the packs rank for the coming ten year, Amie needs to face her old pack. When she sees the man that rejected her for the first time in ten years, everything she thought she knew is turned around. Amie and Finlay need to adapt to the new reality and find a way forward for their pack. But will the curve ball split them apart?
From Substitute To Queen

From Substitute To Queen

1.6m Views · Completed · Hannah Moore
For three years, Sable loved Alpha Darrell with everything she had, spending her salary to support their household while being called an orphan and gold-digger. But just as Darrell was about to mark her as his Luna, his ex-girlfriend returned, texting: "I'm not wearing underwear. My plane lands soon—pick me up and fuck me immediately."

Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.

Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.

In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?

From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!
The Deadly Mafia Princess

The Deadly Mafia Princess

6.3k Views · Ongoing · Tonje Unosen
Ro was taken from her real family when she was 1 year old. Those she believed is her parents have been abusive towards her do years. Despite she being a very feared gang leader of a well known gang, she can’t find it in her to stand up against what she think is her parents. The little girl in her wants their love which she never will get.
Her gang take the matter in their own hands, to try to save their leader from the horror of her home. What none of them know, they wasn’t her real parents, and now Ro will be sent away to live with her real family. That makes her closest members in her gang pack up and move as well. They don’t want to be far away from their leader.
BROKEN TRUST

BROKEN TRUST

4.5k Views · Ongoing · O.J Thewriter
She broke their marriage. He walked away.

Neither of them knew she was carrying his child.

Emily’s affair didn’t just end her marriage—it erased the life she thought was guaranteed. Ryan left without looking back, carrying his anger like armor and leaving Emily alone with regret she would never outrun. Three years later, fate drags them back into each other’s world, along with a little girl who has Ryan’s eyes and a truth that shatters everything he thought he knew.

Old wounds reopen, grief masquerades as rage, and love refuses to stay buried. As parenthood binds them together and the past demands accountability, Emily and Ryan must face the question neither of them is ready to answer: is broken trust the end of their story… or the beginning of a love forged through loss, forgiveness, and brutal honesty?
HER ALPHA, HER SAVIOUR

HER ALPHA, HER SAVIOUR

2k Views · Ongoing · Iris
I sold myself to a monster to save my mom—and walked into a cage.

Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.

Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.

Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.

Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.

Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.

Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.
The Alpha's Stripper Mate

The Alpha's Stripper Mate

53.3k Views · Completed · Havilworth
"Come here."
"What?" It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. I did not wait for him to answer me, I walked toward him.
"Dance on my lap."
My head screamed at me to turn around and run. But my whole body responded to his command.
"Yes, Alpha," I pulled my dress over my body, it dropped over my head and fell to the ground behind me. I was left in nothing but my matching bra and thong. My hands covered my chest on reflex.
"Let me see."
My hands dropped to my sides.
I lowered myself into his lap, facing him. His eyes peered into mine, and I could feel his hot breath fan my face. His dick responded to all my moves, hardening against my now-moist vagina. I swallowed hard, allowing my lips to part in a ragged breath. His hands trailed up to my waist.
"No touching."


At the tender age of eleven, JoJo Wyatt was forced to grow up far sooner than she should have. Born to a cruel father and a weak mother, she quickly realized she had to become the breadwinner for herself and her sister. Nothing else mattered to her, not even the hottest men. In fact, she despised them. After one horrific night, she swore never to have any contact with the male species again. That was, until she started working for him as his stripper.
Meanwhile, Alpha Lake Rush, thirty, was the most feared Alpha in the country. Burdened by his own share of life's struggles, he had learned only to be cruel and reckless, rejecting not one but two mates. But what happens when he discovers yet another mate, and she turns out to be his stripper?
Avery and the Cursed Alpha

Avery and the Cursed Alpha

2.5k Views · Completed · Lyra Lupine
After losing her mother to cancer and drowning in crushing debt, Avery Wellesley is running out of options. Her house is about to be seized, her job is hanging by a thread, and every door she knocks on seems to slam shut in her face.

Then a mysterious billionaire offers her a deal that sounds too good to be true.

Alexander Ravenswood is powerful, wealthy, and feared throughout Tenebrous City. Behind his perfect public image lies a deadly secret. He is the Alpha of the Nocturne Pack, cursed by an ancient bloodline that is slowly driving him toward madness and death. His only hope lies in finding the legendary Aethon Orb—or the prophesied mate destined to save him.

When Alex discovers that Avery can draw symbols connected to the long-lost artifact, he offers her a contract she cannot refuse: become his fake fiancée for six months in exchange for enough money to erase her debts and save her home.

What begins as a business arrangement quickly becomes something far more dangerous.

As they search for the missing Orb, Avery is drawn into a hidden world of werewolves, ancient prophecies, and deadly pack rivalries. Powerful enemies want Alex's throne. A jealous Alpha heiress wants Avery gone. And a ruthless rival Alpha will stop at nothing to claim the Orb for himself.

But the greatest secret of all may be Avery herself.

Because the closer she gets to Alex, the more impossible truths begin to surface about her past, her strange abilities, and the destiny that has been waiting for her all along.

With a curse threatening Alex's life, enemies closing in from every side, and a forbidden bond growing stronger by the day, Avery must decide whether to walk away from the dangerous Alpha who needs her—or risk everything for a love written by fate itself.

In a city where secrets kill and destiny cannot be escaped, can a fake engagement become a love powerful enough to change the future?
Lightborn: The Demon’s Bond

Lightborn: The Demon’s Bond

5.1k Views · Completed · ngocvynguyen985
Valerie accidentally forms a bond with Maxwell, a light demon, and begins seeing the dangerous supernatural world hidden around her. As the two constantly bicker yet protect each other, Valerie gradually discovers her own light-based powers and confronts many dark forces, including a serial kidnapper, the dark demon Zane, and other malevolent entities. Maxwell, haunted by the death of his former lover Juliana, repeatedly tries to distance himself from Valerie to keep her safe, causing both of them pain. Yet every time Valerie is in danger, Maxwell returns to save her, and their feelings grow deeper. The climax comes when they face Mason, a fire demon who hunts human–demon couples; Valerie risks her life in battle while Maxwell nearly collapses from exhaustion. In the end, Mason is destroyed, the threats fade away, and Valerie and Maxwell can finally stay together in peace.