Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 421

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

Chapter 411 My Akin Is Innocent

Taking only a few seconds break, he leaned on my face once again, and this time he was much more passionate and soft. His lips s*uc*ked at my lips in a very gentle way. I was able to find a way to steadily spread my legs and give his body easy and comfortable access between my legs.

He didn’t hesitate before adjusting his body and pressing his h*ard, bulging body over mine.

As his lips moved around my lips, I realized how thirsty he had been for my t*ouch. Setting my one hand free, he placed his hand on my boob and gently pressed it, making me squirm and gasp inside. “Ah hmm mum mm,” I moaned when his tongue licked my lips, gently and very greedily making its way into my mouth.

“Ah!” I moaned once more before s*uc*king his tasty tongue and moving my body against his. His widely spread shoulders and sexy physique were really intoxicating. He ran his hand around my boob until it found an entry into my naked skin. He slid his hand up my shirt and pressed my tits between his f*ingers so gently that I bit into his tongue.

It didn’t bother him. He was so hungry that he didn’t want to focus on anything else. Before long, he was rubbing his bulge between my legs and playing with my n*ipple.

“Ahh, Akin–,” I broke the kiss long enough to take a d*eep breath and moan his name.

“Shushhh! You talk way too much,” he smiled before pressing his lips ever so gently against mine this time. The night was still not over, and we were hornier than ever. Just as his hand traveled down and reached between my legs, I closed my eyes to give him free access.

He understood the assignment and lifted his body only enough to pull his shorts down and kiss me at the same time.

However, it didn’t go any further because soon the chaos erupted.

Suddenly, our moment of intimacy was shattered by a commotion outside. He lifted his head from my lips, his expression mirroring my own concern. As we hastily mended our clothes, we made our way to the door, curious about the source of the disturbance.

Peering out, we witnessed a scene of utter horror. A young woman, perhaps in her early thirties, hurried past us, cradling a lifeless child in her arms. She was clearly in a state of distress and was searching frantically for the lair’s doctor, who was known to reside in the mansion for emergencies.

Without a moment’s hesitation, we followed the woman down the hallway, our hearts pounding with anxiety. As we caught up to her, we could see the desperation etched on her face. It was clear that time was of the essence and that we needed to act quickly to save the child’s life.

“What is going on?” I asked the people running behind her, and before they could say a word, they looked at Akin and hissed.

“He should be the last one speaking to any of us,” Mom hissed, her eyes throwing darts at Akin, who looked clueless.

“What happened? Why is everyone so against him?” I know it wasn’t the right question, but at the moment, it seemed about right because he hadn’t done anything wrong after he came here. It was pretty obvious that they were making it seem like whatever happened to that child tonight was his fault.

“Huh, his kind has always been vicious and vindictive towards us. Look what they did tonight?” She complained, and I realized maybe something very terrible happened between the werewolves and the weredragons.

“Mom, just because one of them did something doesn’t mean all of them are wrong,” I tried to explain it to her, but she refused to understand and moved her head vigorously to dismiss anything I had to say in his defense.

“They are all the same. Isn’t this how they treated us as well? They accused one of us of killing their royal servant, and in return, they punished us all?” When she muttered and made eye contact with me, I was able to glimpse into the terrible life they led because of Sofia and Vasquez.

I didn’t have much to say in defense of the werewolves, but I wouldn’t stop defending Akin. As far as I knew, he was innocent.

That’s when a knock on the door alarmed us of Igor’s arrival. He entered the room with a sad look on his face before he began to explain what led to this chaos, “a werewolf from the nearby village sneaked in, ra—ped and killed the babysitter, and almost killed the little boy.”