Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 113

113–Get Intimate

Madeline:

He rubbed his other hand up and down my arm before removing it from my stomach to push me so that he was behind me, my back facing him.

His fingers then touched the zipper of my dress and he began to slowly pull it down.

As his fingers made contact with my bare back, I jumped and straightened up.

He chuckled softly behind me but continued to caress my exposed skin.

With a mesmerizing touch, his fingers reached my bra clasp and effortlessly unhooked my bra.

I gulped hard as my breasts felt free. His hands rolled down the straps of my dress, revealing my bra to the fresh air before he straightened up on the couch.

He pulled me back so that I was leaning back and he sat on the edge of the couch, his eyes staring into mine.

“I have missed you so much,” he whispered, his brows furrowing as his eyes locked onto mine.

“I know you didn’t miss me. You have no reason to,” he commented, his gaze slipping down to my lips before his hand touched my naked stomach.

My dress was hanging down to my waist, and the cups of my bra were hanging low too.

His eyes then traveled down to my neck before he leaned in and nuzzled his face into my neck. His warm breath caused my eyes to roll back.

He began to place gentle kisses on my neck, and his fingers reached the middle of my bra, snatching it away.

Now I sat topless before his hungry eyes.

My hand moved up and reached his hair, running through his silky strands.

He kept staring at my breasts, gulping like a hungry lion.

Then he leaned down and kissed one of my breasts, causing my breath to hitch in my throat.

His one arm was now wrapped around my back, and the other reached for my breast.

The way his hand tried to cup my entire boob made me yelp.

His lips parted, and he sucked on my nipple, his fingers playing with my other nipple.

The sensation of his mouth on my breast started to make me feel wet between my legs.

As he became more excited, a scream broke us apart.

We both stared into each other’s eyes before another scream echoed through the house.

This time, we knew it was the scream of one of my children.

Gina!

I quickly stood up, grabbing my clothes and fixing myself as best as I could.

“Something’s going on downstairs. Can you please come?”

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Nina had rushed upstairs but froze when her eyes landed on me in a compromised state.

Turning my back to her, I put on my bra and pulled up the zipper of my dress. Sawyer had already run downstairs.

“What’s going on?” I asked once I turned around, now fully dressed.

But Nina just stared at me, her eyes fixed on mine like something was wrong with me.

“Nina, what happened?” I almost yelled to pull her out of her daze, already running past her toward the stairs to check on my kids myself.

“I don’t know, they’re fighting!” she finally answered, snapping out of it and following me down.

A heavy silence followed us as we reached the first floor.

The front door was open, and Sawyer appeared, carrying Gina on his shoulder.

He gestured for me to go inside.

I did.

The moment I stepped in, I saw Elara standing beside her bed, her fists clenched.

Nina had said the kids were fighting, but why? I remembered putting them to bed.

None of this made sense.

“Elara, why are you up?” I asked gently, stepping closer.

The look she gave me stopped me in my tracks. It felt like she might lash out if I took another step.

“What’s going on?” I tried again, softer this time.

“I don’t like Gina,” Elara hissed.

My eyes widened in shock and confusion.

“What? What are you talking about?” I asked, staring at her, completely lost.

“You love your sister. You two are best friends. I’ve never seen you act like this. Come on, what’s going on? Tell me. You know you can share it with Mommy,” I told Elara as I got down on my knees, trying to get closer to her.

It seemed that Bodhi had already run out of the room to the living room, probably with Sawyer.

“I said, I don’t like the two of them! Why won’t you get rid of them?” Elara yelled.

Her voice didn’t sound like a child’s. It sounded older, almost like someone else was speaking through her.

My heart began to pound in my chest.

“Elara, what’s going on?” I asked, my eyes filling with tears.

I couldn’t bear seeing my kids like this.

“Elara? What is happening? Elara?” I called again, this time as Sawyer arrived. Relief flooded me when I saw him.

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