Stepbrother's Secret

Stepbrother’s SecretA Men of Meadowfall book

Anna Wineheart

Contents

In Meadowfall…

Prologue

1. Olivier

2. Eric

3. Olivier

4. Olivier

5. Olivier

6. Eric

7. Olivier

8. Olivier

9. Eric

10. Eric

11. Eric

12. Eric

13. Olivier

14. Olivier

15. Eric

16. Eric

17. Olivier

18. Olivier

19. Eric

20. Olivier

21. Olivier

22. Eric

23. Olivier

24. Eric

25. Olivier

26. Eric

27. Olivier

28. Eric

29. Olivier

30. Eric

31. Olivier

32. Eric

33. Olivier

34. Olivier

35. Olivier

36. Eric

37. Eric

Epilogue

Author’s Notes

Omega’s Stepbrother

Omega Teacher’s Secret

Men of Meadowfall

About the Author

Copyright Anna Wineheart 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means whatsoever without express written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

This novel contains graphic sexual content between two men. Intended for mature readers only.

Warnings: past childhood abuse, past domestic violence and some present violence from an ex, verbal abuse, brief mentions of past sexual violence, some self harm, some violence and gore. Please be warned!

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In Meadowfall…

The Omega’s Secret Pregnancy

Omega Teacher’s Baby

Omega’s Stepbrother

Two Alphas, One Omega

Omega Teacher’s Secret

Stepbrother’s Secret

Prologue

Olivier’s face burned. He shouldn’t. Eric was his brother.

“I’ve never been in a rut,” Eric muttered, his breath puffing into Olivier’s hair.

That surprised Olivier.

“How?” he breathed, his heart pounding too fast. “I thought—I thought you were married.”

“Never with Alice.” Eric pressed his face against Olivier’s shoulder, reaching around him. With quick, decisive tugs, Eric pulled Olivier’s belt open. “It was never the same.”

Really? Olivier wanted to know more, but he also didn’t. Didn’t want to think about Eric’s omega now. He just wanted Eric to himself, wanted to forget all the bitterness between them.

“Please,” Olivier whispered.

“Please what?” Eric unbuttoned the top of Olivier’s pants. Pulled open his fly, relieving some of the pressure there. Olivier’s cock strained up, trapped in his briefs. “Tell me, Ollie.”

Olivier closed his eyes, the nickname making his chest squeeze tight. He hadn’t thought he’d hear that from Eric’s lips again. “I don’t know,” Olivier whimpered. “I want everything.”

“Fuck,” Eric groaned. Then he released Olivier and turned him around, so their eyes met.

Olivier froze. He’d have preferred not to look at Eric. So he wouldn’t see any of Eric’s revulsion, or hate.

But Eric didn’t seem repulsed by him. In the bright fluorescent light of the shop’s backroom, Eric’s eyes were a clear reddish-brown, his lips full, his expression hungry. He wasn’t put off by Olivier, and he wasn’t angry, either.

“Shouldn’t you be angry with me?” Olivier croaked. Then he regretted it, in case Eric came to his senses and left.

Instead, Eric caught his chin, leaned in, and slanted his lips over Olivier’s, kissing him hot and hard.

1

Olivier

“Thank you, and please come again!” Olivier said to his newest customer, an alpha who had been making eyes at him the whole visit. “And, um, before you leave... There’s spinach stuck in your teeth.”

Olivier bared his own teeth, pointing at his incisors.

The alpha stared.

Olivier froze. Wait. I did not just do that.

Except he had, and the alpha looked blankly at him, any playfulness from the past few minutes turning into an uneasy awkwardness.

That had been the most terrible thing Olivier could say to a customer. Worse, someone he’d been thinking of spending his heat with.

Why does this always happen to me? Olivier’s face burned. “Sorry about that! I didn’t mean to shame you or anything. Just... just in case you’re meeting someone later.”

Except he’d just dug a grave for himself, hadn’t he?

The alpha closed his mouth, sticking his tongue up against his teeth.

Olivier squirmed. “I mean, having stuff in your teeth isn’t shameful. Maybe it was intentional. Good on you for being unique. Have a good day, sir.”

The alpha found his spinach, working it out from between his teeth. Then he rolled it into a ball in his mouth, swallowing it. Olivier’s skin crawled.

So he wasn’t fucking this guy tonight. There was just no way in hell, heat or no heat.

The alpha took his bag of guitar picks, nodded curtly, and left. The bells on the door jingled behind him. Olivier waited until he’d walked out of sight, before sinking down behind the counter.

“I did not just do that,” he groaned, banging his forehead against the counter door.

Bad enough that his business was failing. He didn’t need to drive new customers away, too.

“That was terrible, coming from you,” Levi said behind him. “I thought I’d win the Awkward Award, but maybe you did tonight.”

Olivier buried his face in his hands, the heat in his body thrumming along his bones. It had been plaguing him for two days straight. He desperately wanted to bring an alpha home. Someone he didn’t know, someone he wouldn’t screw up with.

Someone who would hold him, fuck him, and help him forget that Olivier’s Strings was a few months away from closing permanently.

It wasn’t just that, though.

Minutes before Mr. Spinach had stepped into the store, Olivier had glimpsed his stepbrother’s post on Facebook. Everything about Eric’s status update... it had frozen Olivier completely.

I’ll be moving back to Meadowfall for a while, Eric had written. Alice passed away last month. I need to get my life back together. Jenn’s coming with me.

Eric, back in Meadowfall?

The last time Olivier had seen him, they’d been on a fire escape, Eric crowding Olivier against the railings, Eric’s lips hot on his.

I love you, Eric had said.

The memory still made Olivier’s heart clench.

Ten years ago, on the night before Eric left for boarding school... they had kissed. Eric had touched him, and Olivier had realized who he wanted his alpha to be.

Eric was his stepbrother.

Their parents had married