ROMANCE: Mated to the Bear (Stepbrother Paranormal Shifter) (Threesome Taboo Romance) (60 page)

Chapter 9

Derek watched as his stepsister came into the room, strutting quite confidently naked despite the soreness that he was sure was between her legs. She just looked at both he and Don, and there was a slight bit of a blush still threatening to take over. He couldn’t help but to chuckle as he slid her favorite dish over to her, and she plopped down in a kitchen chair, trying to pretend that she didn’t just wince at sitting down. It only took her a moment to realize that she’d be standing for a little while, which only caused Derek to have to bite his lip to keep from chuckling a second time.

Don just shook his head. His towel was still wrapped firmly around his waist as he watched the little spit fire try to take back control of the situation. But when she winced after sitting, it was almost too much. He had to remind himself that she needed rest, but his cock was trying to get hard again. Instead, he concentrated on the very spicy and delicious dish in front of him. He wanted to focus so he could gain a little more stamina for a second round later.

“Well it looks like I’m staying the night.” He said to Derek with a smile, bypassing Anna completely in favor of talking to his friend and in hopes that he wouldn’t get hard again so soon from looking at her naked body. Anna was obviously interested, but she ate her chicken and broccoli as if she didn’t have a care in the world, even though she kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other trying to find a comfortable position to eat in.

“Oh? Is it because your clothes are now all over my shower?” He teased Don with an easy going smile on his face, and Don shrugged.

“Nah. They’re on Anna’s shower floor this time.” He said with a smirk, and he couldn’t help but to remember how she had squeezed her pussy around him as if to milk every drop of come from his cock when they came together. His cock just wasn’t listening when he told it to wait. Derek just shook his head and smiled.

“That’s fine with me, and I’m sure after a little rest we both can go another round.” Derek said looking over at his stepsister with a dangerous smirk.

“After all, she’s all clean, and we really can’t have that.” He said with an exaggerated sigh, causing Anna to get wet all over again from the humiliation. Derek was learning how to push all of her buttons, even ones that Anna didn’t know she had. Anna looked over at Don, thinking about taking his hardening cock into her mouth once more. As she shifted her weight she reached over, grabbing the edge of his towel.

Without a moment’s hesitation she yanked, hard, leaving Don completely naked and her with a smirk on her face. Don just looked at her calmly, and Derek couldn’t keep from laughing as he tried to turn back to his meal. Don stepped closer to Anna, reaching out to tilt her chin up so that she’d look up at him. There was a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, but his voice was serious and husky from arousal.

“You’re going to pay for that tonight.” He said, and Anna only hoped it was a promise. She looked at Derek who just nodded along, making sure she knew the seriousness.

Just as Don let go and she went to turn back to her food, she smacked her on her already sore ass causing her to cry out. But by the time she went to shoot them a glare, both men had turned back to their food. She just shook her head, pouting a little as she went to eat her chicken and broccoli, thankful that her stepbrother had at least remembered her favorite dish.

She couldn’t help but to squeeze her thighs together wondering what would happen as soon as they were done and the food was cleared away. Her mind started to wander, wondering what room of the house they’d be in or what they’d do. She was wet, and it wasn’t for lack of drying off after the shower.

There was something about the dynamic in the room that seemed to keep her hot and bothered, and she had a feeling she’d enjoy the weekend with Derek and his friend. Maybe even more than she would have if they were just alone. The thought both scared and excited her, so she swallowed any confusion at her emotions and just concentrated on the pleasure of the situation and what might lay ahead.

THE END

Virgin Pregnancy

By: Madelin Brook

Table of Contents

About the Story

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

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ABOUT THE STORY

Virgin Pregnancy

Sweet 19-year old Charity has her life ahead of her and few cares in the world, so she fills her freshman spring break with partying and hanging out with friends. Charity and her best friend, Samantha do everything together, including their workouts to keep the dreaded “freshman 15” pounds at bay. Regardless of any level of inebriation, the two young women go to the gym to work out every morning. After all, it’s a free membership, compliments of Charity’s older stepbrother, Steve. And, Samantha will go to any measure to have the hot personal trainer for her own intimate fantasies.

Does Steve choose a sexy, drunk college girl at the risk of losing his job? Why do the two women become romantically drawn to one another? And, what happens when Charity becomes pregnant, despite being abstinent?

Chapter 1

Charity’s head throbbed and the world around her faded for the moment. It’s always tough getting such bad news, but the word Charity received was far worse than she expected. Life wasn’t supposed to go this way, after all, Charity was a 19-year old woman with her life ahead of her. Now, all the plans she had for traveling the world, going to college or even free to do whatever she wanted, were over. The doctor informed Charity that the test came back positive. She was pregnant.

How could that happen?
Charity thought.

Charity didn’t even have sex with a man recently and was fairly strict about her “no boys” policy so that she wouldn’t get prego. She didn’t have a job nor would her parents support her need for birth control. Admittedly, Charity wanted to have rampant wild sex with every hot guy out there. But, she didn’t because she knew that getting pregnant would spoil all her future plans for college, a career and a life without boundaries. Now, Charity had another person to consider in her life since she was not going to even opt for an abortion.

Raised a Catholic in her household, the three subjects that were an abomination were having sex out of wedlock, birth control, and abortion. So, even though Charity’s hormones were raging at a young age, she denied herself the forbidden pleasure of sex as often as she could. And, when the opportunity presented itself, Charity was selective with who and how she did it.

Protection was a must for a guy when Charity had sex with them. And, even at alcoholic-binge parties, Charity had enough sense in her stupor to know that screwing a random dude was out of the question. After all, she’d wake the next day with regrets and the possibility of pregnancy. Rather than peel away her inhibitions and succumb to her darkest desires, Charity stood her ground and rarely, if ever had sex.

Up till now, the young lady never had the issue of pregnancy scares. Her body worked like clockwork and she was rarely late for a period. That was why over the past few weeks, she grew overly concerned. It was never like her to miss a period or for that matter, be three weeks past. That was why she consulted a doctor, just to see if she had some kind of blood work that was off or had some rare illness.

It wasn’t Charity’s intent to find out if she was pregnant when she went to see her doctor.

How could I be pregnant if I didn’t have sex?!
She thought.

It was a good question, but Charity hadn’t considered all the options. Her mind drifted back to a few weeks ago when she was spending a lot of time with her high school girlfriend, Samantha. The two ladies spent their entire spring break together. Practically every night was spent partying at their friend’s houses. Then, as ritual, Charity and Samantha would get up early and head to the gym to sweat out all the alcohol and excess from the night before.

The two women took pride in their figure and didn’t want to end up like so many women who gained the “freshman 15” pounds. They managed to make it through one and a half semesters without gaining a pound, so they weren’t about to slip while on spring break. Regardless of how bad they felt or even if they still felt slightly drunk, the girls would pile into Samantha’s car and head to the gym.

The gym, fortunately, came free for the two ladies since Charity’s stepbrother, Steve worked there. He waved them in any time they’d show up. Steve worked as a personal trainer at the local gym and his slow time was early mornings, so he was always seated at the front desk, greeting gym patrons as they came in.

Inevitably, Samantha and Steve would flirt before the two ladies would head to the cardio equipment and…

Wait…no…that can’t be possible…
Charity thought.
But how?!

Her mind drifted.

Chapter 2

The obnoxiously loud ringing of Charity’s phone alarm was enough to wake the dead. Or, in this case, wake her up after a long night of drinking and partying. She hardly recalled going to sleep behind the couch at Samantha’s house. However, Charity remembered that it was after three o’clock in the morning when they all decided to start flipping the furniture. No rhyme or reason for doing it, other than for a few laughs, the party-goers decided it was fun to push over the couch, love seat, and chairs in the living room.

“Shit,” Charity grabbed her phone and tapped the snooze feature.

Her brown hair was a tangled mess that covered her face and somehow she was wearing Samantha’s oversized Argyle sweater. Charity took a deep breath, blinked away her fogginess and stood up. Immediately, she was welcomed by the familiar trappings from a night of drinking. Her head pounded and her stomach turned. She composed herself and slowly made her way to Samantha, who was lying haphazardly on the upturned love seat.

“Hey,” Charity prodded her best friend. “Hey! Wake up, bitch!”

“Uhm,” Samantha grunted and quickly blinked her eyes open. “Is it fucking six o’clock already?”

“No, I like waking you up to fuck with you,” Charity staggered off to the bathroom to clean up and refresh herself before their morning cardio workout.

Samantha awkwardly spilled off the upturned love seat and landed on her left hip on the floor.

“Ow!” Samantha shouted loud enough to bring on her hangover symptoms.

“What’d you do?” Charity called from the bathroom.

Samantha surveyed the damage and she just knew it was going to leave a mark on her hip. She pulled her boy shorts back up and made her way to Charity in the bathroom.

“Ugh, I think I broke my hip,” Samantha softly explained as she grasped her hip.

“Shit, don’t do that, you’ll never be able to keep that freshman 15 away.”

Both women laughed and finished readying for the gym.

The two piled into Samantha’s beat-up car and made their way delicately to the gym. Samantha readily admitted that she believed she was still pretty drunk, so Charity had to keep her eye out for the police. Despite her drunken state, Samantha was able to pull into the gym parking lot just minutes later.

“Hey, did I ever tell you that I just wanna suck your brother’s dick?” Samantha laughed as she made her way to the gym entrance.

Charity chuckled, “Yes, and he’s not my brother, he’s my stepbrother.”

“Who gives a shit, I want him inside me. Haha.” Samantha laughed.

“What happened to just a blowjob?” Charity jokingly inquired.

“Meh, mouth, butt, vag…who gives a shit?!”

The two giggled together and entered the gym. They were not surprised when they were immediately greeted by Charity’s stepbrother, Steve. Despite the girls’ hangovers, this was enough to drive them to further laughter.

“What’re you guys laughing about?” Steve grinned back as he rubbed the blonde stubble on his face.

“Nothing,” Charity shook her head and the two headed off to the cardio room.

Part way through the hour-long cardio routine, Samantha wandered off without a word. She appeared more sober to Charity and assumed that she was just going to the bathroom. But, the hour went by and she didn’t return. Charity finished up, wiped down her cardio equipment and went to look for Samantha in the locker room to no avail.

Hmmm, where the hell did she go?
Charity thought.

As Charity left the women’s locker room, the cleaning closet opened and Samantha sprinted out as she adjusted the waistband of her sweats. Samantha smiled deviously to Charity.

“Come on, let’s go,” Samantha motioned as she headed to the gym exit.

Thinking nothing more of it, Charity followed along.