Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 220

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I deserve her hate. I deserve her words. I don’t deserve her, even I know that. No matter how much I try and move past it, I can’t. It was my idea that got her hurt. It was my idea to have Rosalie here, which made us blind to her sending that email. It was my fucked up idea to fuck Rosalie, even though I wished it was Daisy. 

At least I know my brothers will be happy, and won’t be hurt by her pushing them away. I saw her face, every time I tried to go in and talk to her. I saw all their faces, she was distant. Sure she let Marcello comfort her, but she was blocking out the feelings. 

situation is salvaged. I don’t usually do this, but I need some form of release, I need to feel some form of pain to make it feel like I am being punished for what I did. 

Now they have her so at least part of this fucked up s 

Everyone stands shocked to see me in the ring. I say ring but it’s just chalk drawn around the floor. I can fight, just no one sees it. With Demitri and Marcello it’s rare I need to fight, physically anyway. I look at my opponent, and he scans the room, clearly thinking it’s a joke. 

I shrug off my jacket and take off my shirt. The guy turns and speaks to the organiser, and I laugh as he steps out of the ring. Why? What is so wrong with fighting me? I want to laugh and watch as he steps towards. 

1. me. 

“Apparently he’s not willing to die.” 

“Who said he would? You stop the fights before that happens.” They do, so why has he ran away? 

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“True, but your silent Cal. That has fear in a lot of the fighters, no one knows what you’re capable of, and apparently, you look like you’re. ready for death. So, I’ll find another one for you.” He walks off, and I stand laughing. 

“Demitri, Marcello? Fine, bring them on, me and they run?” They don’t even know if I can fight. I mean, it would be pretty fucking stupid of me to not be able to fight and come here. So I guess they know. Maybe they just assume I am not someone they should fight? 

I watch him walk back, and a guy steps in. 

“After your brother killed a guy, there are more rules. Once he’s unconscious, you stop.” I nod, and it gives the guy some reassurance. The thing is though, I don’t plan to hurt him much. At the start yes, but then once he fights, I will give in. 

Stepping forward my feet move, the steps quick but slight. He swings out for me and I duck, my fist swinging at the same time and hitting him. We continue the dance, and every now and then I purposely don’t block his hits. We continue to throw punches and kicks at each other. I see his fist coming and don’t try to dodge. His eyes widen as it hits and I fall back, clearly, he thought I would block. Moving I stand, and once again I block the first two hits, letting the third one hit, my body falling 

back. 

He has some power, if I don’t try and block, it knocks me back quite a bit. I go to get up after maybe the tenth time falling. His foot kicks me back down. 

“Stay down!” He looks at me frustrated. All I can do is laugh, moving I go to get up feeling his body jump on mine, his fists hitting me and I welcome them. His words tell me to stay the fuck down or fight properly. I want to laugh, but I don’t. 

“STOP!” I hear her voice first and see her pushing the guy back, her eyes meeting mine. “Seriously?” She looks at me shocked. 

“I lost.” I shrug my shoulders. 

“Bullshit! You didn’t even fucking try I saw.” Her anger radiates from within her and I try not to laugh, but it escapes and she looks even more furious, her body straddles mine and she punches me. “Don’t fucking laugh at me!” I can see the tears threaten to come free from her 

eyes. 

“Daisy, go home.” I go to push her off me, but she pushes me back down. 

“No! If you think doing this will make a difference it won’t. You will still be the cold, cool asshole. You will still walk out of here feeling the same fucking guilt. Please, for me?” I watch as the tear slips free. 

“Bro, give it in. Either fight for real or walk.” I hear Marcello and nod. 

“He wins.” Marcello calls over pointing to the guy I was trying not to fight. “Until next time anyway.” His eyes fix on the guy, and I know that means when he is here he is going to request him. 

“Leave it, he told me to stay down I refused. I could have won, but didn’t want to.” My words are quiet as I stay laid down with Daisy on me, her eyes big and wild as she stares at me. A moan escapes her 

mouth. 

“We need to leave.” I need her off me. Now. I watch as Demitri picks her up throwing her over his shoulder, standing I walk out with them. I watch as Daisy fights against Demitri calling him names for spoiling 

her fun. 

“You lot go ahead, I will catch up on my own bike.” I watch as 

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Marcello nods in agreement and they leave. Sitting on the bike I look around me. I know that going home will start the drama, that is why I left. Marcello was ready to carry on about me going near Daisy, and I don’t blame him. I must sit for an hour just considering everything. 

Kicking the bike to life I decide to go home, I can’t hide. Even if I want to, we need to sort out the guard, find out who he is working for and what they want. 

Getting back it’s quiet, I walk through stopping at Daisy’s door, peering inside her I see her in bed. I give in, walking in I shut her door. I walk through, stripping myself of my clothes I climb into bed with her. 

My arm wraps around her body, I missed it. Missed the nights I would. just cuddle her and us sleep. It seems too far away right now. I don’t fall asleep, not straight away, I just listen to her breathing as she sleeps. 

Her calm breathing changing after a while. Small moans escape her lips, and I can see the pleasure she is given in her dreams is amazing as her cheeks become flustered and her body shakes slightly. My name escapes her lips followed by a moan, her body pushing closer to mine. 

It makes me smile, I pull her closer, resting my head against her. She’s amazing, even now after how much I hurt her, she still foolishly loves me. I feel her shift and wake, turning she looks at me, he smile fades 

and she stares at me confused. 

“Calix?” She’s looking at me like it’s a dream, or maybe just she is lost. as to why I am here now. My keep her eyes hostage, keeping mine locked on hers. Her breathing quickens and her chest rises quickly. 

Fuck this. Grasping her I pull her to me. My lips against hers, and instantly drawing out a cry from within her. My kiss becomes more powerful, capturing her, and keeping her locked against me as I roll 

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over on top of her. My hands slowly feel across her skin, her moans swallowed by me as I give her no break. Refusing to end the kiss. 

Her hands fight against me, trying to pull me to her. Her legs wrap around my body as her hands push my boxers down. I don’t stop her as her hand grasps my cock stroking along it. My hand moves and settles between her legs. I tease her slowly, her hips pushing up to me. 

“Please Calix, please.” Her small plea goes ignored. I’m not ready to fuck her yet, soon but not yet. I keep my body above hers, my fingers taunting her as her hips push closer. Trying to get more from me. Her hands grasp at me, and the sting of nails breaking the skin makes my body tremble. 

“Please.” Her cry becomes loud as her nails dig deeper, move I settle between her perfect thighs, my hands pushing them wider as I thrust into her. I watch the pleasure on her face. My hips begin moving, and I love back, just so I can watch. Groaning I watch as her she takes me perfectly, her wetness already coating my cock. 

“Calix!” Her cry is loud as she tries slamming down on me. 

“What do you want puddin? Tell me, and I will give you it.” 

I lower my mouth to tease her breast. Sucking it into my mouth before. my teeth bite down, a small scream escaping her lips as I bite harder, tasting her blood. Releasing her breast, I continue to move my hips slowly.