All Chapters of My Alpha Stepbrothers Are Mine: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“But you like these old men, don't you?” Miles looked back with a smile, winking. “Who?” Wrinkling my nose, I closed my eyes, still with my head placed on Mitch's shoulder. He resumed running his fingers through my hair, his touch soothing.“You. Weren't you the one who always followed us with your eyes? You were always looking towards us. Did I lie about that?”Pursing my lips, I didn't reply. I kept my eyes shut, not in the mood to argue with him. “Summer is —”“Just shut the hell up,” Mitch growled at his brother, and that shut him up. Miles didn't say a word until we reached home. I could sense their distance from Mitch as they walked towards the front door, with Mitch following close behind me like a sheep with no sense of direction. “Are you going to keep ignoring your brothers?” I frowned at him, folding my arms as I turned to face him fully. “They didn't mean to interrupt us. If you want to get angry, don't you think it should be with the woman you saved?”He lifted his s

“I just want to touch you. Is that too much to ask for?” I got up from the couch and watched them, biting my lower lip as seductively as I could, while staring at them with a small smile on my lips. “That won't do, baby girl. You need to rest. Since you don't want to eat, why don't I run a bath for you? It will do you good to relax your limbs. There are —”“Why are you Hell-bent on treating me like a kid who doesn't recognize what she wants, Mitch?” I climbed on his thighs, staring down at him with a frown. “I know what I want, and that's not to sleep. I want you guys to touch me, to show me just how much I mean to you. Is that too much to ask for?”Gulping, he looked at me, his gaze showing how much he wanted to tell me to get down, that they had no interest in touching me. “Did I do anything wrong? Was there something I did before the incident that made you decide not to touch me? And don't you bloody say it's because I'm pregnant? After all, we all know that would be the lamest l

My pussy was getting well and truly sucked as Mitch continued his administration between my open legs, and I was loving every minute. My hand moved down and rubbed through his thick hair and pushed his face harder into my panties, moaning as I ground my hips on Mike's crotch. Suddenly his hand left my leg and reached for the elastic, pulling it aside to plunge his tongue into the wet crack that awaited it.“Fuck!” A curse escaped my lips as I felt the touch of his tongue and I pushed his head hard against me to get as much of that tongue as I could.I shivered, panting as the others resumed what they were doing, driving me made with desires.Miles's teeth nibbled hard on my nipple and his hand squeezed and pinched at the other one.Mitch gave my pussy one last lick before he stood up. Miles moved away from me as Mike turned me on his lap. They seemed to have communicated with their mind. It was such a pity I couldn't partake of that.Knowing the next thing on the list, I undid the but

MITCHIt had been two months since we woke up from our comatose state. Things had been going well. There had been no report from the men we assigned to search for Edith and Fred. It was as if the two of them went into hiding. The hunters dispatched to get them had all been called back to the city. Since there was no word from them, it made little sense to keep them in the city. What we did was employ two of them to always stay with Summer. She returned to the city last week and has been going to work every day. We guessed it was dangerous and wanted to keep her with us, but she was determined. She thought we would only turn her lazy should she spend so much time with us. Her belly had gotten bigger, which was another reason for our proposal, but she was persistent about that. We promised her things, to get her to stay with us, but she didn't even bat an eye to that, talking about how a woman needed her independence more than anything else. Amusing, right? Okay, not so. We respected

It took a lot to convince him to leave without tasting the food. He didn't seem ready to do that, telling me it was his job, and he didn't mind dying for it. But what of me? Did he think I would be glad to see someone die for my sake? Whatever gave him such a thought? The last thing I would be happy to hear was that, and I made him realize that. I was aware my mates were only doing this to keep me safe, but that didn't mean I wanted that. Not at the expense of someone else's life. Similar to how precious I was to them, there was someone else with whom the guard was precious. They would mourn him while cursing whoever caused him to die untimely. And that would be me? Being alive while getting cursed didn't seem like something I was looking forward to. I got some jobs completed before Janet returned from her break. When she saw how much I had worked out within minutes, it shocked her. I felt proud of myself as I watched her gape at me like I had done something impossible when all I di