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Chapter Sixty-Three: Foolish
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Marko’s body stilled at her harsh sense of distance; he expected this, but… she wasn’t even giving him a chance. “I- I asked that my servants and colleagues not mention anything about you. I did that because I thought I would run to you at a mere word that would entice jealousy; it did not cross my mind that you could be in pain. Forgive me, Alba.” He uttered in honesty, for what else could he lose at this point? Her address of him by his title bittered him even though she had been doing it for most of her life, yet if that were her revenge on him for not visiting her, for not being by her side when she awoke from her accident, then he would take it. Her eyes raked his frame as if looking for cues of whether he lied or not, and a nod followed. “Okay...I perhaps should not have dismissed you that quickly as well.” She uttered. “How did you find out of my state then if you asked none to mention me.” A groan escaped him, he did not want to say it, but if he answered her, perhaps s
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Five: Clean
At the contact, the moment, it seemed to halt.Neither of them moved, so it must have been the grease and sauce that made his fingers slide between hers. It must have been.Still, his heart did a little twirl when she did not move out of his reach.He moved slowly, affirming the largeness of his fingers between her much smaller and slender ones, parting them wide to rub their centre, to trace their folds and soothe their length.Despite his phallic movements, she did not pull away.He could not face her; he did not want to; he did not want to leave the moments madness, for it felt unbelievably enjoyable.His fingers tightened against hers, and her sharp intake of air sounded in his ears, making it evident that she was aware of his inappropriateness.When he stilled, her fingers moved to his thumb, wrapping around it to stroke it using the grease as lubrication as if his thumb were his shaft.Only when he noticed how both of them sounded breathy from their exchange did he meet her gaze
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Six: Unrequited
Alba C The pounding of my heart did not let off, not even after Marko left me in the awkward presence of the Alpha. So much for a new phone line, so much for abandoning my old one for fear that I would wait for his calls. Am I not back where I started, utterly at the mercy of his whims? What even was that? Di- did my hand just lose its virginity? “I can get you another line tomorrow.” Alpha Rhett utters as he clears the bones from my lap, including the piece Marko and I fought over. Perhaps it is for the best that neither of us got to taste it; I cannot imagine eating it now, for it is as though we fucked atop it, even though we just… just what? Christ, just what? My hands, filled with chilly and grease, nearly caress my face in frustration, but the alpha reaches for them, cleaning them with a wet towel. The act feels like a mother caring for their child, a wholly different feeling from when Marko reached for my hand to slow my eating. “Are you not going to say anything abou
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Seven: Daddy
"Did you-?""I didn't, but I do know who did,"Jax responds quickly before another chuckle follows."Maybe we can reach some understanding when you come to see me, Alba."What a nut case; how were we friends?Right, I was never at this end of his antics."I told you, Jax, I was placed at flight risk here, and are you kidding me? They wouldn't permit me to leave anyway. Plus, we have some sort of gala that I must attend with my fiancé.""I am certain you will find your way around it. You are smart like that, Alba. Love you."A silence fills the line, alerting me that he has ended the call, leaving me staring into the room’s darkness.That...bitch!Why must he push such burdens on me? Is there even a guarantee that Bill will get off my back if I press the issue?**"How did you know about Bill?"I asked the alpha, finally unable to formulate any more excuses on his behalf.The document on my removal from the royal family, and the information on my accident, are both too much for an outs
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Eight: Delusions
Silence fills the receiver, and for a moment, I am terrified even to swallow in case he hears my hesitation; however, it only takes a second for his deep laugh to fill my phone’s speakers, sending chilly goosebumps up and down my spine, weakening my knees that I seek refuge by the bed. "There are not enough ways to say no to that, Alba." He is offering bad news, denying my rights, and rather than outrage, a dull throb eases in my centre. Christ...I may have fallen off the deep end. "Look, it’s just one weekend and-" "No." "I will be back; you have my word!" "Your word means to me what mine means to you.” “I merely want to introduce my life partner to the people that matter most to me there. I want my wedding to have a personal touch.” A lie, but I pray my voice does not hint at the deception. “Because your union means that much to you?” He sounds vindictive as if my lie hurts him. I love it; his anger thrills me. I must be the only deviant in the world to get excited by a
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Nine: Red Pepper Chilli Flakes
His shaft in his hand was moist, soaked with pre-liquid that had seeped at Alba’s breathy voice, perhaps even before that, perhaps it had begun when he anticipated calling. Yet, he had convinced himself that he was not animalistic enough to pleasure himself to her voice while she was unaware.Had he known she would do it regardless, then…His hand pumped his shaft faster, picturing how she looked as she touched herself, had she buried her phone between her head and shoulder to use both hands? Had she used one hand, did she sink her fingers into her folds, and if so, how many fingers did she use? How wide did she part her legs? Did she expose her breasts to touch them?Did she think of him? Imagine him fondling the juicy mounds and slipping between her thighs to taste her.A groan escaped him as his seed flooded his hand.It took a minute for the high of the orgasm to leave him and for it to be replaced by the throbbing of his thigh.The mention of her announcing her fiancé to those sh
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy: Filthy
"You...motherfu-" "Watch your tongue, Alba." His warning shivers me, but not to submission. "Have you lost your mind; you know the intended purpose of this visit to Red Graw, yet you dare intrude-" "Ah! Right.” He interrupts before casually removing the scarf on his neck to place it on mine and tie it in place. “It is for those you used to know to meet your fiancé, I gather that, but I do not believe it. If your love were that deep, you would have postponed the date to a day he was available, and I would not have had you climaxing on my line a week ago!" "Sh... I did not c-" How can he utter such things in public without whispering? Yes, the airport was empty, but the staff could overhear. "I did not climax on the-” "I know you, Alba. I have studied with careful concentration every symphony your body utters in my name, so do not dare pretend otherwise...you came on my line." Fuck....fuck...what am I to say to that? How can he say that? He shouldn’t have permission to utte
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-One: Of course
I am not in heat; I cannot blame his scent or my nature as a wolf.Perhaps it is his hold on me, his unearthing beauty, or my absurd desire to please him.Yes...that's it.My desire for him to crave me. It is my yearning for him to want me that keeps me still as his thumb pokes intrusively in my mouth.Marko’s eyes look unfocused; their silver seems to lose its reflective shimmer as they yield to the newfound darkness clouding them.His hand adjusts slowly as if praying I halt him, but he does not understand how it thrills me to see him give in to me.The frown on his face deepens, but his conflicted emotion is coupled with the sliding of his index and middle fingers in my mouth.I yield willingly, pressing my tongue against the intrusive pair and wrapping my lips around them before wetting them enough to slide my tongue between them easily. His fingers taste clean; then again, a royal never has to open doors.An encouraging moan escapes me, seemingly sending his constrain out the win
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