Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 76

Chapter 76: 76-Aroused!

Norman:

The way she rushed at me, completely unbothered by her robe slipping open, left me in shock. The fabric fell apart, exposing her body to me. It felt like committing a thousand sins in just a few seconds. My heart sank instantly, and guilt flooded me.

Inappropriate!

Unacceptable!

I’m a disgusting man. I shouldn’t even be called a man for seeing my stepsister’s body like that. And possibly my brother’s mate?

No!

She’s nothing to me. She’s just my stepsister. That thought only made me feel more revolted with myself.

Her skin was like porcelain, her figure smooth and delicate. Her breasts were full and round, like water-filled balloons that seemed to jiggle with each small movement. And her nipples—they were red, a vivid contrast against her pale skin.

That’s when I jerked upright, feeling the urge to punch myself. Why the hell was I even noticing these details?

I shouldn’t even be alive for picking on the details like that.

“I didn’t know—,” I heard her murmur in embarrassment. By then, she had clutched her robe tightly around herself, so I dared to look at her again, fists clenched.

“Why would you—,” I bit my tongue and turned away. Although she was now holding her robe securely, her exposed image was burned into my mind. Thankfully, she had been wearing underwear, sparing me further torment.

Could this be called trauma?

I thought she was just some random girl. But her body—

No, Norman! You disgusting fool, she’s your stepsister, whether you like it or not.

This shouldn’t have happened. I hated every second of the decision to come here. I should have just let her show up to sign the papers.

It was strange. I’ve never felt like that before. I’ve seen many she-wolves strip down for transition, and not once did I react this way. This was different—not arousal, but a feeling like I had committed a sin or trespassed on something sacred.

Her body was like a temple and I have seen it without her permission. The feelings I was going through were raw.

“I’ll sign the papers. Just leave!” she suddenly yelled, making me stare at her in disbelief. She was acting as if I had caused this.

She traumatized me.

Her cheeks were flushed, like a chipmunk’s, with her full, red lips and blushing face.

“You’re shameless,” I hissed, barely containing my frustration. “You did this on purpose, but trust me, I’m not someone you can sway with your body—or anything else.”

“I’m shameless? Why the hell would I want to show you my body of all people in the world? You’re the last person I’d ever want to expose myself to!” Every word she spat out made me roll my eyes.

Such a liar.

Or was she really telling the truth? Huh! I am Norman McQuoid. Who wouldn’t want me?

But why would I argue with my stepsister over not wanting me. It was not me speaking, but the trauma of seeing her naked.

But the second I tried to get out of bed, I sensed a big problem. Not small—huge. Gigantic.

“What? Leave! I thought you were disgusted,” she mocked, clearly remembering my reaction when I’d called her shameless. She went on, yelling, “Go! Leave!”

I wanted to leave, but if I got up now, she’d see my…problem. I couldn’t let her notice. I was beyond frustrated and embarrassed. How could I do that?

“I will, just give me a second,” I muttered, turning my face away. I had never felt so humiliated in my entire life. This girl was a she-devil. A few seconds in her presence, and I was already dealing with the biggest embarrassment of my life.

“Your seconds are up—leave already,” she demanded, trying to sound annoyed, but I was the only one feeling uncomfortable here.

I didn’t know why this had happened; it shouldn’t have. She was absolutely off-limits. So why, of all times, did this happen now? How could I get up without her noticing the “weapon” in my pants? The thought alone made me want to disappear on the spot.

This had never happened before—never.

“Just turn around, and I’ll leave,” I pleaded, closing my eyes and keeping my face turned away. I was afraid any movement might reveal everything. My fists were resting on the mattress, my body raised and my knees bent. I couldn’t even looked down at my pants.

“Why? I’m dressed now,” she protested stubbornly.

Why was she so impossibly difficult?

Maybe this was the Moon Goddess warning me to stay far away from a lunatic like her. She had this odd way of making everything revolve around her. I was choosing my words carefully because I refused to believe I could be seduced by her. This was just manipulation—nothing more.

“I don’t want you flashing me again. Turn around, and I’ll leave,” I hissed, my irritation building.

“As if that’s my life’s mission,” she retorted, her tone sharper than ever. Since I was miserable, she seemed to be talking even more. After defeating Maximus in the test, she’d definitely grown a pair of wings. Her words had taken on a bitter edge, too. Sometimes, I expected her to show some gratitude towards us brothers—like when we let her stay in the mansion during that deadly storm. But she didn’t once come to thank me. Not even to challenge me or prove me wrong about what I thought of her.

But no! Not Helanie.

She was so full of herself that she didn’t even ask, didn’t bother to request to stay in the mansion. She always spoke in such a firm tone, never humbling herself, even when she probably should have.

“You want me gone, right? Then just turn around, and I’ll be out of your sight,” I muttered under my breath, closing my eyes to keep from snapping.

“Fine,” she finally relented.

After a few seconds, I cautiously turned my head to confirm she wasn’t looking. Once I saw her face turned away, I sprang off the bed and rushed toward the door.

“Just sign the damn papers. I’ll send my warrior to pick them up later,” I instructed curtly, one foot already out of the room. Before I could hear her response, I was already out of the suite and heading straight for the elevator.

I just needed to get to my car and drive far away. This girl was trouble—a devil who could cause even worse damage. The memory of her robe slipping open made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I practically flew out of the elevator and hurried across the lobby to the parking lot, thinking I’d finally escaped the embarrassment.

But no. Another surprise was waiting.

“Norman? What are you doing here?” Jessica was standing right by my car, clearly waiting for me.

“I was here for some work,” I replied, my gaze fixed on the car. I couldn’t help but wonder why I’d never felt this way about Jessica. Not once had I accidentally felt aroused around her. Even on romantic dates, when she’d try to brush her foot against my leg under the table, I barely reacted.

Around her, I was always tense, as if my body was dead, devoid of emotion. But with Helanie today, I felt this strange surge of desire that made me despise myself. It had come out of nowhere, and I prayed she hadn’t noticed. As I was lost in these unsettling thoughts, I saw Jessica move to block my path.

I froze, then remembered my “issue” and tried to dodge around her. But she stepped directly in my path, blocking my way.

“What the—who are you here to see?” Her tone shifted as her gaze dropped, and her eyes scanned my pants, filling me with instant dread as she focused on my boner. Oh! I could see why she felt the need to question me. I would not get aroused by her. I even told her maybe it was because I had so much on my mind all the time.

“What do you mean?” I frowned, attempting to sidestep her, but she blocked me again. I understood she was worried and even disgusted. I would have been too if my girl wasn’t feeling me but then came out of a hotel all wet down there. But the embarrassment I felt was so strong that I failed to come up with a proper response for her. Instead of giving her an excuse to comfort her, I decided to ignore her.

“What are you doing?” I groaned at her when she didn’t let me pass.

“Norman, you’ve got a…boner. Who the hell is staying in that hotel room?” Her almond-brown eyes brimmed with tears the second the question left her lips.

“There is a woman in there that you came to see. And she —somehow gave you the biggest boner and then let you walk out without easing your tension?” I have never been accused like that. I felt the slap to my ego when she talked like I am some horrible and disgusting man who would cheat on her like that.