Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 447

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

Chapter 437 We Found The Man From Hell. (Beatrice Dismay)

“Hey, aren’t you shocked that you are a savior? Don’t you want to spend time with yourself?” I was blushing so hard when he was looking me in the eye that I couldn’t say anything properly.

“Let me hold you for some time,” he whispered, lowering his head and kissing my chin. He then began passing kisses to my nose, my cheeks, and everywhere on my face.

“Akin—,” I moaned because his body was pressing hard against mine.

“Don’t stop me,” he whispered back, digging his face into my neck and kissing my neck until my earlobe. His scent was so intoxicating that I don’t remember when I opened my legs and drowned his body perfectly between them.

The hard bulge in his pants came into contact with my pussy and he began to dry hump me while licking my skin and leaving hickeys all over my neck.

“I love you so much, Akin!” The mesmerization of his touch was so intense that I confessed in moans. He suddenly stopped moving and raised his head from my neck.

“Say it again,” after looking into my eyes for a few minutes in silence, he demanded I repeat myself.

“I love you,” I said, not backing down. It has been years since we first met, and I don’t know how we haven’t been together already.

“You have no clue how badly I have waited to hear this from your perfect lips,” he whispered, kissing my lips. “I don’ t want to ever lose you. I want to marry you,” he said, seeming to be in a hurry of some sort.

“You don’t think when we face a problem, I will leave you like I have left your brothers?” I asked, and he steadily got off me.

“No! That was never your fault. If I treat you like that, you have every right to leave me and make me suffer. I wouldn’t ever suggest that you torture yourself by putting up with someone who didn’t think about the heartbreak he was causing you,” he shook his head as he made me realize he was indeed different from everyone.

“Oh! I have a gift for you,” he then sat straight and looked through his pocket. “Vincent slid it into my pocket when he was freeing me,” he said, and he brought out a pedant.

“I guess it belongs to you, my mate!” He dangled it in the air, and my smile widened.

“It is my pendant,” I smiled widely, trying to reach for the pendant when he pulled it away.

“May I?” he asked, sitting behind me to help me wear it.

After he was done helping me wear it, he pushed my hair to the side and breathed on my neck.

“I want to mark you mine,” his request came as a surprise and was truly a new thing to me. I have been with the other brothers, and they never brought any of these things up. He really wanted to take a step ahead of others.