Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 595

Chapter 595: 595-One Night Of Passion
Helanie:

“He’ll be fine. He’s just a little weak, but we’re getting blood for him to drink. Emmet and I are planning to start working on a way to help Maximus. In the meantime, Kaye is searching the woods and forests to find any trace of a witch,” Norman said, changing into a white shirt and white shorts for the night.

“You must be wondering why we’ve turned to a witch. Luckily for us, we’re not living in packs, so the rules about not talking to witches don’t apply to us,” Norman continued, then turned around and looked at me. I heard everything he said. But it was also true that I was so baffled in my mind that I could not respond to him correctly.

I had been watching his face in silence ever since we returned from the basement. Maximus was still asleep, so everything was calm.

Things might get messy in the morning when the housemates return, but Emmet had placed warriors all around the basement area so nobody could sneak in.

And of course, Emma still had to be dealt with too.

“Helanie. Don’t let whatever my mother said get to you,” he sighed, walking over and kneeling in front of me.

He held my hands and kissed the backs of them.

“How do you know we talked?” I asked.

“I had one eye on my wife to make sure her mother-in-law wasn’t shouting at her again,” he said jokingly, laying his head in my lap.

“Do you know what she told me?” I said softly, and he raised his head again just to give me a comforting look.

“Don’t believe whatever she said—” he was trying to reassure me without even asking first what she had said, but I cut him off.

“She said we’re fated mates,” I placed my hand under his cheek and whispered. That made him stare at my face in silence at first, before reacting.

“What? She said that?” he asked, amusement showing clearly on his face.

“Yeah. She said that might be the only reason your brothers are in pain,” I told him the whole conversation, and he drifted into thought.

“Helanie—if that’s true, I’d be the happiest man alive—”

Sadly, his joy lasted only a few seconds before reality hit, and his smile slowly faded.

“That means your brothers will be in even more pain now because of the marking,” I said, watching him clench his jaw and lower his head.

“So I’m the problem?” he said, laughing bitterly with tears in his eyes.

“I can’t even enjoy finding my fated mate now?” he added, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.

I wasn’t used to seeing Norman in tears. It broke something deep inside me every time he even had a mist of tears in his eyes.

“Norman, we will find a way to get your brothers help. I will be there with you,” I reassured him, cupping his face in my hands. I watched his eyes stare at my face with so much love. Then his eyes dropped to my lips, and he tilted his head, leaning in to plant an affectionate kiss on them.

My hands held his head, my fingers tangled in his hair as I swallowed his tongue. My body felt excited the minute he got up and I wrapped my arms around his waist. His crotch came in contact with mine and my body began to shudder.

I moved beneath him as he came on top of me, kissing me passionately. Without breaking the hug, his hand slipped between our bodies to open his shorts.

His hard cock came out like a soldier, ready to invade my territory. In a quick motion, he tore apart my panties and threw them away, still not breaking the kiss.

His mouth moved all over mine, sucking my lips and then my tongue while he rubbed the head of his cock against my pussy. I was hungry for his love.

Every inch of my body was craving this sex more than ever before. His first thrust inside me made my tongue dive into his mouth. He would suck it so deep that I would forget if my tongue belonged to me or him.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned into his mouth as his dick slid in and out of me. He wasn’t trying to be aggressive this time, just gentle, steady pushes while never breaking the kiss.

With the heat building inside us, we fucked for hours. Norman never got tired. Of course he never did. He would barely sleep, so once he started, he kept getting hard again every time he finished inside me.

“Aghhh!” I screamed with my face against the pillow as he penetrated me from behind. His hands grabbed my ass cheeks, massaging them and pulling them apart as he drilled inside me.

“Ah, ah!” I moaned louder as he picked up speed with each thrust. After hours of nonstop sex, he finally laid on top of me and released in me again.

This time, I felt the heavy load in my pussy and my eyes rolled back for a few seconds. Ever since we started having sex, whenever we were alone, we would do it.

My body craved him so much. The way his heavy body lay on top of mine, and the way he kissed all over the back of my neck—it was a treat.

He made me giggle as he trailed kisses across my back and neck. After we played around for a few minutes, we dozed off in each other’s arms. I woke up around 3 a.m. to check on Norman, and to my surprise, he was actually deep in sleep. He had told me a few times already that ever since he began cuddling with me, he slept like a baby.

And I was happy that he was happier with me. But our happy moments were about to be challenged by my mates very soon.

I wish I had known that that night—and lived it to my fullest.