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

Chapter 203 – Gifted My Virginity.

Maura’s POV:

“You look frightened,” Zane commented as he held my hand and walked me through the hallways. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared at all. There was just this fear in my heart about my identity that I couldn’t stop worrying about. After what happened and how they shunned their stepsister, I could expect the worst treatment for myself. I couldn’t help but wonder what Zane would do when he found out I was the daughter of a dragon named Destiny Despair.

Will he punish my mother?

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What would he do when he will hear about my identity?

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you!” He bent in my ear from behind me and whispered in a

the beautiful white cake with several layers of a rainbow, the fairy lights and white balloons, and all the pictures he took of me over the course of time,

expected to see. I never thought I was special enough for anyone to do such a thing for me. But he

in my little attic,” he teased, walking in front and coming into my

I kept staring around and feeling ecstatic. There was no

out of air. ’I don’t understand how I have not felt a mate bond with you yet because all I can think about these days is you. Do you know-after my brother’s untimely demise, I never thought I would return to my peaceful space, but you did it for me. You stayed with me and helped me cope. No one has ever done that

to me and gently held my hands, “Now enough about me. I want to hear about you today because it is your day,” he smiled, walking me to the other side of the small table and handing me a knife. “Let’s cut this cake because I cannot wait to see your expression when you see your gift,” he whispered s*e*xily, holding the knife with me and cutting the cake. My heart was loaded with contentment, and my stomach was filled with butterflies. Everything was like a fairytale. Even when I cut the cake and gave

face away and pretended to be unaware of what had just happened.

you like them so much, why not taste them?” he whispered, bringing his lips near my ears and licking the earlobe with the tip of his tongue. My heart raced in my chest, and my b*reas*ts went up when I inhaled, matching the pace

arms. Soon his hand could no longer remain apart from my b*reas*ts, and he gave in to the urges. His strong hands cupped my b*reas*ts and squeezed them while his lips covered the area near my lips and crashed onto them gently. I felt the

hips in a rhythm and ma*s*saged his d*ick in his pants. He let go of my boobs and