Sharing Beatrice novel

Chapter 71

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 71-Grab My b*oo*b

As Helel walked out of the room after giving Gwen Akin’s message, I followed him to the living room to

know what his plans were for that match.

“Ready to lose?” I teased him by jumping on the couch in front of the one he was sitting comfortably on,

holding a remote controller.

“You’re too confident,” he chuckled sarcastically, his gaze fixed on the TV and his leg shaking.

“That’s because I know strength is not always about your physical ability to overpower someone. I

believe in mental power more than physical power.” I commented with an att*itude, watching him softly

grin and turn his head toward me.

“That’s because you don’t have a psychical strength. I don’t want to offend you, but please hear

yourself speak. For someone who doesn’t even have an active wolf, you are too c*oc*ky of your

abilities.” His comment made me form a frown. on my forehead and groan a little.

“Fine, we’ll see tonight,” I scoffed, continuing to sit in bed.

“What are all these appointments she is going for?” I sneakily changed the subject to Gwen. There was

a whole lot of mystery about her, and so far, I have not heard much about her past or where she has

come from.

“To help her remember what happened to her and how she ended up washed up ashore,” Helel

answered, his attention focused on the TV.

“Isn’t it weird tha—,” I was still in the process of talking when Helel straightened his back on the sofa

and interrupted me.

“Hush!” He waved the TV controller at me while fixing his eyes on the screen. There was a newscast

playing that caught his attention.

“The tourists insist on staying while the volcano is on the verge of eruption. Thankfully, there will be no

damage caused to the civilization being far away from the volcano but the tourists can get their lives in

danger if they didn’t stop indulging in reckless activities,” the Tv reporter said as the video of the

volcano with some young werewolves performing daring acts for social media around it played on the

TV.

“These students are so d*um*b.” Helel threw the TV remote aside and got on his feet to contact the

guards. I stared at the volcano for a moment, and a weird urge to take a closer look emerged in my

heart. No matter how hard I tried to look away from the screen, I couldn’t help but keep staring at it. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

There was something very soothing and calming about the colour of a volcano that I couldn’t look away

from.

“The volcano will erupt, the lava will leave, and then it will be home,” I whispered.

“The volcano will erupt, the lava will leave, and then it will be home,” I repeated, not understanding

what was happening to me.

“The volcano wi—,”

I was rudely interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. I shook my head and turned around to see Helel

standing behind me. He stared at my face for a moment before raising his eyes and looking at the TV.

“What are you looking at?” he asked, and when I turned to the TV, I found a random show playing on it.

“I don’t know. I guess I zoned out,” I laughed, to avoid being questioned. I don’t know what happened,

but it was so weird.

“Don’t tell me you have been zoned out for an hour.” He commented, and my heart dropped in my

chest. I have been staring at the screen for an hour, and I can’t even remember anymore what intrigued

me so much.

“Oh!” I got up from the couch and shook my head a little when Helel’s mocking laugh turned my

attention to him.

“If you are too afraid, let me know. I will spare you,” he shrugged his shoulders in pride. I instantly knew

what he was talking about.

“Afraid of you?” I scoffed, pissing him off. “Let’s get over with this.” I said, then jumped to my feet to

take the lead. He followed me to my room, and once we locked the door, I got in bed while he walked

around the bed.

“Come on!” I said, grabbing a red ribbon and tying my hair up in a ponytail. He was wearing a shirt and

boxers, while I was in a shirt, b*oo*ty shorts, and a ribbon. I even have my undergarments on, so it was

going to take him a long time to s*tri*p me n*ake*d. Once he jumped on the bed, I attacked him.

“Hey!” he complained when I grabbed his shirt and tried to get it off. I wanted to win.

He tossed me aside and spanked me hard, annoying me with the way he laughed. He was trying to

show his strength and mock me.

We were on our knees, waiting for our opponent’s next move. He went ahead and grabbed my shirt.

That’s when I stretched my hand down and grabbed his balls from over his shorts.

He suddenly let go of my shirt and backed down.

“What happened? Too scared of me?” Even though I knew what had happened, I mocked. After giving

it another thought, he got on his knees again, and I could immediately tell he was up for a hard fight.

The next time he approached me, he swung his hand between my legs while his other hand was

behind my neck and lifted me in the air.

He threw me in bed, and before I could grab my senses and get up; he pulled my shirt up. Thankfully,

he couldn’t take it off because I held onto it, but that gave him enough chance to grab my b*oo*b while

trying to free my b*rea*st from the b*ra.

As he slid his hand under my b*ra, my body twitched. His hands were firm and his grasp was harsh,

something I liked a lot.

Now that we were both playing dirty, I could see his c*oc*k growing in his boxers as he kept f*ondling

my b*oo*b.