Semua Bab The Forbidden Fruit: My Alpha Step-Uncle: Bab 41 - Bab 50

AmberThat was incredulous—but also incredibly flattering.But I reminded myself not to fall for it and raised my chin high, ready to leave and preserve what was left of my dignity. “If you’re not leaving, then I am. We can’t stay here any longer, or they’ll know—.” But he caught my waist and my body crushed against his, my silk chiffon creasing against his luxurious mohair as he grounded my curves along the hard planes of his muscular chest. “Stop!” I pushed at his shirt. But I was already breathing excitedly. He yanked my left ankle up to his shoulder while groping my right thigh with his other hand to pin it to his hips. My skirt fell into ripples at my pelvis, and the peach lace wrapped around my wet pussy came into light. Stroking my ankle like a parrot, his eyes anchored on me. “I’ve been staring at these since you walked in. Did you do it on purpose?” Settled on the sink counter, I continued pushing his chest while fighting the pleasure of his hand sliding down the bare

AmberAn erotic image of him licking my cum in front of my pussy gripped my body, and the chain rustled with my excited breathing. “N-no…,” I swallowed, staring into the darkness, “please don’t….” And soft, plushy bristles brushed across my soaked lips. I cringed in tight pleasure, ripping from my throat. “Aaah! Hunter! What’s that?!” The bristles circled my labia, teasing them to open, and once they did, a familiar vibration pushed in—. Something fierce and sweet seized me, and I broke into shudders, heaving like I was out of air. But even with my breathless pleading for him to wait, that thick vibration bulldozed through my walls, stimulating every nerve inside me until I convulsed again, spurting like a fountain.“Please, Hunter,” I gasped, fighting for the next breath, “wait…I just came….” “You’ve made me wait long enough,” he grunted. And the dildo shoved right to the hilt—. A sweet rapture tore my stomach and exploded from my parted mouth. I arched fiercely, my head thre

Hunter The MoonCore Alpha slapped his hand to mine in a firm grip. Then, a fatherly slap onto my left shoulder and a boisterous laugh from his beer belly. “That’s it, my boy!” He patted generously. “With my resources and your wits, we’ll surpass Charles that old fuck and be first in the industry!” I suppressed a bitter grin and gave a smile usually reserved for my so-called step-brother. “A third of MoonCore’s resources is more than what our research needs. We really appreciate it, Sir.” I squeezed his hand. “I promise you, you won’t regret putting your name on that dotted line.” “My brother is one heck of a business genius!” Andrew smacked my other shoulder, pride bursting from his eyes. “The Blood Moon Empire wouldn’t have expanded this much if it weren’t for him.” “You don’t say!” The MoonCore Alpha laughed harder. Then, Andrew turned to me, his eyes brimming with hope and excitement. “You did it, brother,” he squeezed my shoulder, “we’re officially in the tech business. Th

AmberSomething slapped on my face and fell to the wet ground. An air ticket. “Leave, Am.” His jaw was clenching hard. “Before I throw you out myself.” No… this isn’t happening. My head shook vigorously. My fingers wrapped tightly around his wrists, my heart refusing to accept this. “No one is watching us right now, Hunter,” I forced a smile, my gaze holding his, refusing to let him go, “you can stop acting now.” He chuckled, his eyes crucifying me. “You think I’m joking with you right now? How naive can you get, Am?” I clutched tightly, trying to beat the pelting rain but also cautious of anyone dropping in on us. “No!” I smiled harder, shaking my head profusely. “I didn’t mean that! I’m sorry, Hunter. But I really need to tell you: I’m—.” “Enough is enough!” He shoved me away. And I crashed on the wet gravel. The force of my fall tore open my skin and shook my belly; and as the rain soiled me completely, pelting mercilessly, pain shot in, and I was mortified. The baby!I

AmberSix years later….How do you coax a six-year-old with the gentility of a twenty-year-old mule to sleep? First, tell him a story about his favourite hero. “... and then the silver wolf crushed the iron gates in his thunderous might!”Anticipation swirled fiercely in those ember eyes. “And…?”I bellowed, “And he swept the princess off the cold, wet ground!” A triumphant fist to my chest, I mimicked a deep, gallant voice, “‘Fear not, Princess Violet!’ The knight promised. ‘No harm shall befall you and our baby!’”The little guy jumped on his bed, and those small fists swiped the air in his cute victory punches.“The silver wolf saved the day!” “He sure did!” I yanked him into my arms and squeezed him lovingly. “And you, young man, need to tuck in right now.”“Aww….” He whined. “Can't we do another one? Pleeeease mummy?”I pulled the covers to his chin and kissed his forehead. “We’ll do it tomorrow night.” “Two stories? At our new house?!” I showed my last finger. “Pinky promi