All Chapters of Navy's Sons: Bullied by Quadruplet Stepbrothers: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Tabitha’s POVThe next morning, I head downstairs for breakfast. My mom is already seated at the table, sipping from her mug with that calm expression she wears when she is trying not to worry too much.“Feeling better now?” she asks softly.I step toward her without a word and wrap my arms around her. “I am sorry for what I did yesterday. I ignored you in such a disrespectful way.” The apology comes out of me before I even finish the hug.She smiles and taps my arm. “It is okay. Emery already informed me about what happened to Reed and Luca yesterday. I was just worried about you, especially since you arrived home pretty late. I thought you got into an accident too. Especially if you came home with that on your head.” She points at the dressing on my forehead from the tiny cut I got back from the yacht.“No, I was fine. This is just a tiny scratch that I got from—well, it’s a long story,” I say, pulling back slightly.She lets out a long sigh. “Fine. I will not probe anymore. But nex

Tabitha’s POVLuca drives in tight silence for maybe three minutes before he decides to break it.“What the hell was that?” he asks, gripping the wheel and glancing at me through the rearview mirror.“What the hell was what?” I say, raising a brow.“You barging to the campsite uninvited and insisting you stay,” he barks back, shifting his eyes back on the road.“What, I’m not even allowed to go camping now?” I reply defensively.“You can, if you can plan it on your own,” Reed fires back beside me.That one hits harder than I want it to. I bald my fist and clench my jaw.“You’re saying you don’t want me around? What, do I ruin the mood for you?” Bitterness bleeds through my words before I can stop it.“I’m saying, don’t you have other friends to go camping with instead of barging into ours?” Reed says.Heat flashes through me and I glare at him. There you go! He’s saying he doesn’t want me to be around them! Ha! He didn’t deny that my presence would’ve ruined the mood for them.Are the

Tabitha’s POVReed’s fingers grip my hair as he leans down, guiding my mouth over the reddish tip of his cock. My lips part, eager to have a taste of him.“Wider, princess. Show me that pretty mouth,” Reed growled, his cock brushing over my lips, teasing, tracing every curve.I start to slide over him, tasting him, licking him, letting my tongue trace every ridge. Shit, he’s as delicious as I remember him. A shiver runs through me as his hand tugs me closer, and the heat from him pressing into my face makes me gasp around him. I shivered at the touch, part of me wanting to pull back, but another part wanted to melt against him and taste every inch of him. My lips parted instinctively, my tongue brushing along him.“Ah-Mmm…” I moaned around his length. My fingers curled in my lap, my nails digging into the soft fabric of the couch as heat pooled low in my belly.“You like that, huh?” he asks while feeding me more inches, stretching my mouth so good I feel his tip at the back of my thro

Tabitha’s POVI nod against him, dizzy, my thoughts fragmented. Evren’s hands possessively slide over me, exploring the plump curve of my ass. His fingers skim lower, stroking everywhere except where I’m burning for it, teasing me with intentional cruelty.Please… fuck, if my mouth is not filled to the brim right now, I would have begged him to touch me exactly where I need it.But I think he hears it—or at least smells my desperation. Evren’s expert fingers trail down to my aching folds, parting it from behind and stroking the sensitive nub just above it.“Hnghhh…” I whimper, eyes stinging with happy tears once again.It feels so damn good. Evren rubs my clit once again, driving me crazy. Then he lowers closer, his warm breath ghosting over my sensitive skin, and the sensation alone nearly undoes me. My arms shake. My thoughts dissolve into static and my mind turns into nothing but a pile of mush and horniness. Evren’s grip on my hips tighten as his tongue lashes over my velvety cunt

Tabitha’s POVEvren doesn’t move for almost a minute. He just showers my cheek, neck, and ear with soft, dainty kisses, each one gentle enough to melt some of the tension in my body. I breathe slowly, letting myself settle into the warmth of him.My hands trail up his back in quiet strokes, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath beneath my palms. The closeness steadies me more than anything else. I trace the line of his shoulder, then his jaw, brushing my thumb along the curve of his cheek. He closes his eyes at the touch, leaning into it as if it means something to him too.He catches my hand before it falls away, bringing my knuckles to his lips. The kiss he leaves there is soft, almost reverent, his thumb brushing over the back of my hand as if to ask without words if I’m alright.I swallow, meeting his eyes. The tenderness in them makes my heart flutter in a way the nerves can’t drown out.“I’m okay,” I whisper, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “You can… you can move now.