My Stepbrother

"You're just a stranger. Why are you so interested in helping me?" I asked as I took down more glasses of the whiskey.

There were other customers at the pub but at that instance, I felt like he was the only one there with me.

"I can't stand to see a pretty beautiful angel cry. It hurts me,"

When he said that statement, my eyes widened. At that instance, I wished he was my mate but sadly, he wasn't.

"Tell me anything angel, I'm here to comfort you."

I studied his lips closely as he uttered those words. Who on earth was he? How does he know that comfort was what I needed badly at this point?.

"I'm depressed because my mate rejected me last week. Because I am wolf-less, he has never considered me to be his mate. He raised my expectations by expressing a desire to make our relationship public, but in the end, he turned me down. I'm in so much pain. I'm so embarrassed by him that I don't even have the confidence to resume school the following term,"

"Lastly, he mentioned that the only reason he chose to approach me in the first place was to experience what it's like to make love to an omega. I'm so relieved that I never allowed him to make love to me. What a stupid person he is! He claimed to love me the entire time but he was only lying to me." I spilled more words before stopping to drain more drinks.

Despite the fact that he was a stranger, I felt comfortable sharing my worries with him.

"That's so foolish of him to do that to you. He's a jerk and a coward. What does it matter if you're an Omega or from a low rank? He shouldn't have played with your feelings like that because you're a human regardless of the fact that you're wolfless," Derek growled with gritted teeth as he clenched his fist.

The anger on his face was visible and he felt like he could feel the pain I'm going through.

Something about him made him unique to me. I felt my worries bidding me as he exchanged words with me.

We just met and it already felt like he knows me quite well.

"He's mating with his new mate tonight but guess what, I did care before but now I care less," I stated boldly as I filled more drinks in my glass.

"You know, if I'm not mistaken, I've spent not less than twenty minutes with you and I can feel myself getting better. I don't feel broken any longer and I want you to help me with forgetting Mason completely,"

"In what way?" He leaned forward, a mischievous smile spreading across his lips as his gaze lingered on mine.

"I want you to have s**x with me," I said rather boldly and I knew it was as a result of the drink taking effect on me.

Derek smiled as he gazed at me with his dreamy charming emerald eyes.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" He asked.

"I think I'll feel a little more comfort from that,"

He smirked before nodding, "Sure!"

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I showed up at one of the rooms of the hotel with Derek. Before I entered, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But with Mason's betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at him?

Derek switched on the light. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It made my panties wet, almost like a pheromone.

Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth in a way that Mason's never had.

After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to the bedroom. Our lips smacked together the whole way there. I bit his lower lip, which caused him to groan, and when we entered the dimly lit bedroom, he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed.

I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Derek's touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and slid his fingers down my panties, I realized that my assumptions were wrong.

Derek kissed and licked my neck as he rubbed my clit, letting his fingers get wet with my juices as I moaned into his mouth. He pulled away briefly to remove his hand from my panties and let me taste myself off his fingers, then returned to touching me. Before he entered me with his fingers, however, I grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"I should tell you that I'm a virgin," I whispered.

Derek was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn't want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked.

"I figured," he replied, leaning down to nibble my ear. "I'll be gentle with you,"

I let out a loud moan, arching my back as he let his long, thick fingers slide into me. He slid them back and forth, going faster and faster, until I was soaking wet and moaning loudly. I kissed and bit his neck as he fingered me, and moaned into his skin.

When he was finished pleasuring me, he removed his hand from my panties and looked me deeply in the eyes while he unbuttoned my skirt. I was still trembling, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body.

"Lingerie, huh?" He whispered, sounding somewhat amused, when he saw my lacy panties. I blushed. "Since you went to all that trouble, why don't you give me a show?"

Still blushing, I stood and began to nervously remove my clothes. I removed my top first to reveal my breasts, which practically spilled out of the top of my bra, then slipped off my skirt to reveal my waist and thighs. I could see Derek's erection straining in his gray sweatpants as he bit his lip.

When I saw his huge erection, I knew that I wanted him. Saunter over the bed, I pushed on his chest and pushed him down onto the mattress. I reached down and stroked his cock over his pants before sliding my hand inside and gripping it, feeling its warmth and girth in my small hand.

He let out a groan as I stroked up and down his cock with my hand. I pulled my hand out and slid down his sweatpants so that I could see.

Derek must have seen the surprise on my face when I saw how big he was, because he chuckled and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Scared?" He asked.

I shook my head, licking my lips. "Can I taste it?" I whispered, to which he nodded, his dark eyes fixed on mine.

I opened my mouth and took his cock inside, slowly working my lips and tongue up and down the shaft. It was awkward at first— I had never done this before—- but the sounds that Derek was making told me that I was doing a good job.

We laid naked together beneath the sheets, our limbs tangled together. Derek spat on his hand and rubbed it along his shaft, pressing the head against me to go inside.

I flinched at first but Derek reassured me that it was okay.

"I'll be gentle. I promise," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot on my neck.

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When it was over, Derek and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself, and pulled my panties on.

I couldn't believe I had just slept with a total stranger.

Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on.

"When can we meet next?"

I bit my lips, not believing what just happened. I rushed out of the hotel and left immediately.

He called for me but I didn't listen. It was just a one night stand, nothing else should be attached.

Besides, he wasn't even my mate.