Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 246

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 246 – S*uc*king His D*ic*k Because We…

Mom and I spoke for a few minutes before Zane returned with food and the best hotel service. The way he fed me with his own hands made me believe it was a dream. I couldn’t help but wonder, when did I become so lucky?

Where mom left to take a shower, Zane and I sat down on the terrace, cozied up in each other’s arms and watching the view.

“Isn’t this view pretty?” I asked Zane, who breathed in and smiled, lowering her head to look at me.

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“It is more beautiful when I have you in my arms, sharing it with you,” he smiled, bending over and planting a kiss on my forehead.

“I was so scared today, Zane. I thought maybe I would never meet you again,” As I recalled those dreadful few hours of my life, I said.

It was like a horror movie playing before my eyes, and the monster was achieving its goal left and right.

“That would never happen. There is no way I would ever lose you or that somebody will snatch you from me. You are mine forever. We are born to be together, the good people,” he joked, making me roll my eyes at his claims.

“I love you so much, Beatrice! I just want to accept you in front of everyone and mark you as my queen. Every passing day is a reminder that you are still not with me, and I don’t like it.” He cupped my face before his hands ran to my neck and left me with goosebumps.

Throwing my head down on his c*rotc*h, I unzipped his pants with my mouth, and his hard d*ic*k popped out free. It seemed like his c*oc*k was waiting to be freed. As I lay on my side, he ran his hand through my shorts and shoved them in.

His finger grazed my c*li*t mildly while I passed gentle kisses to his shaft. With every kiss, his c*oc*k was getting excited and throbbing for more. The feeling of utmost pleasure sparked through my body when his fingers slid inside me. His thumb played with my clip while he fingered me gently and passionately. ‘I love your mild scent. It makes me drown in your curves,” he whispered, throwing his head back and grunting as I s*uc*ked the purple, swollen head of his c*oc*k.

“Ahh!” a tantalizing m*oan escaped my lips when he inserted another finger and curled them inside me. He continued to relax, bending his fingers gently, before his speed increased.

“Ahh! F*uc*k,” I m*oaned on his c*oc*k, keeping myself calm and shoving his d*ic*k in my mouth. I was grinding against the couch with his fingers rotating inside me. Closing my lips tightly against the shaft of his d*ic*k, I put pressure on it when squeezing it in and releasing it.