Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 631

Chapter 631: 631-The Art Of Seduction

Norman:

"It is the perfect moment for you to have her back. Instead of being an outcast and then losing her to the others, we should be a part of it. We must be there so that we get her love as well," Rome uttered inside me while my brothers watched my face.

"How do we do it? Will she allow it?" I asked, and they looked at me in shock. I guess they didn’t expect me to agree to it so soon. But they had no clue how desperate I had been ever since I saw her cuddle with Kaye.

I wanted to be with her, be in her, and try so much new stuff with her. And more than anything, I wanted her to dream again.

"Oh, umm, I didn’t know we’d be thinking about it so soon. I was busy planning to convince—" Maximus shut up once he realized there was no need to keep talking.

"So," Kaye rubbed his hands while he watched Helanie.

"Behave," I slapped his chest, and he shook his head as if trying to get himself out of a trance.

"We will have to seduce her," Maximus said with a pout. "There’s no other way. The way we behaved with her—I mean, ugh! I hurt her so badly. But I was just trying to make her understand it hurts when you reject your mate—" Maximus shut up again when I narrowed my eyes at his face.

"You hurt her?" I had no clue what had happened last night.

"He made her feel like a w—" Kaye shut up when Maximus groaned.

"Don’t ever say that. It was more like a friends-with-benefits kind of feeling and nothing else." When Maximus tried to explain himself, I agreed instantly because even the thought of them treating her like anything other than our beloved princess was not justifiable in my head.

"That won’t be hard. She lost her dreams, not her love for me," I shrugged, stretching my arms as if I was getting ready for war. I noticed my brothers running their hands through their hair and unbuttoning their shirts just a little.

*Yep! Act sexy, not threatening,* Rome advised.

We waited around after lighting some candles and serving the food. It was time for Helanie to face us. She had woken up and gone upstairs to shower. She came back in white shorts and a white top, her hair wet.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her, watching her fill her plate. We brothers had been sharing glances, acting so sneaky, but she was completely clueless about her surroundings.

"Yeah!" she replied, more intrigued by the meat on her plate than the meat in my pants.