Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 61

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 61 – Demand My Mate’s Time

“I did no—t speak to her,” I stuttered when lying to him.

“Come on. I saw your eyes focusing on our pants, and then you f*orc*ed your gaze away from us. So, tell me, what did she say?” He asked me in a husky whisper, stretching his legs back so that his face could reach the level of my face. “If you don’t tell me right now, I’ll leave and sit with Gwen like everyone else. Do you want that?” he asked with a little frown on his forehead. His threat resulted in me opening my mouth. instantly.

“She was saying some absurd things,” I murmured, stealing my eyes from him as I felt guilty about her actions.

“And what were those things?” he insisted on knowing, bringing his face even closer to mine.

“She was forcing me to imagine what it will feel like to be f*uc*ked by you all in one night,” I uttered, and I closed my eyes to avoid facing him after saying something so blunt and shameless.

“Ah! So did you imagine?” he asked, but I felt his breath fanning my lips from extremely close.

“Tell me, did you imagine?” He asked again, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

“No! I wouldn’t. Your brothers don’t want to see me in that light. I will never imagine them like that,” I lied, feeling guilty after saying it out loud.

“Oh, cut the c*rap!” Zane rolled his eyes, calling me out for lying to him. “I know you did,” he insisted, but I shook my head in response to him.

“Really? So, you didn’t think about us doing it with you?” He insisted on knowing, making me pull my body closer and lower my gaze from his face. His words were making me shy.

“Why do you want to know?” I asked, refusing to answer him directly.

“Just tell me,” he said, turning his voice into a whisper this time. The more his voice lowered, the more I felt like he was speaking directly into my ears.

“No, I did not.” I lied. I did think about them with me for a split second, and now that he kept asking me, I felt my heart racing in my chest.

“Well, then, let’s take a test,” he uttered, and in the next second, what he did made me let out a gasp.

He shoved his hand into my shorts and into my p*an*tie*s. I jumped and hit my back hard against the wall while his hand grabbed my p*uss*y and squeezed it hard enough for me to bite my bottom lip.

“Liar!” he smirked, not pulling his hand out but demanding an eye contact with me.

“I am n—ot lying,” I stammered, feeling his hand gently caress my v*agin*a.