The Forbidden Fruit: My Alpha Step-Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Amber“You!” I gasped, horrified. “What are you doing here?!”Hunter flashed a devilish grin. And all I could think of is punching that stupid grin and kissing the batshit out of him. Fuck, I'm going crazy. My heart pounded harder when he did that sexy shrug of bad-boy nonchalance. “Eva's here.”And Eva snapped, her irritation clear as day, “I'm the maid of honour and you’re not—.” Then, her eyes widened with epiphany while I turned to Vale, astonished, and we both reacted at the same time—like a jinx. “Oh hell,” she exhaled. “You made him your best man?!” I demanded. And Vale quickly pulled me aside before my voice escalated and gathered the boutique staff. But as soon as we were out of earshot, I didn’t give him a chance to speak. “Did I not make myself clear that I do not want to have anything to do with my father's murderer?! I do not want him here! This is our wedding, Vale! Why are you letting him barge in!” He tried to pacify me with a hug but I backed away, no l

AmberHunter came into the lighting, and everyone’s eyes lit up—including mine. A devilish rogue with the angel’s glow. Who wouldn’t look twice? He didn’t need to ask. A glance from him, and the photographer immediately knew what he wanted. “Right next to the Luna, facing her.” And he arrived right in front of me—keeping a distance, just as he had promised. But it didn’t meet the artistic vision.“My apologies, Alpha and Luna.” The photographer pushed his two palms together. “Get you get a leeeetel bit closer.” I scoffed. Of course. The Moon Goddess’ bad timing. How did I forget? I took a small step—and so did Hunter. Then, we both faced the lens. SNAP!A huge sigh of disappointment reeled from behind the camera. “Okay,” the photographer was still trying to not sound pissed, “a little more closer!” Unbelievable. And from Hunter’s grin, he thought the same. But it felt like he was mocking me, especially since my huge talk earlier, so I was more pissed than the photographer

AmberI came in hard spasms of rapture, my mind moaning for that name I could never utter from my lips, my cum squishing between my fingers that kept drilling for that final jackpot—.And I bit my lip in another wave of delightful shudder. Only then, my hand removed itself. “No other cock can take you this deep… ,”echoed that silky voice amidst the tight, strainful grunting of intense pleasure. I closed my eyes, a smile on my lips as more of that cake sex swarmed back into my mind like it was yesterday… .The fork went smoothly down the velvet cake—or what was left of it—and anticipation literally glittered my eyes. It lifted a piece over and I opened my mouth to receive it. The second the cake entered my mouth, the fork vanished and his mouth covered mine. The kiss was airtight, our tongues battling for that sweetness as it rolled and churned violently inside our mouths. When he finally pulled away, the smug grin on his face made the flutters in my stomach wild again. “You ar

AmberI smiled at the text. But then from the corner of my eye, Hunter was striding over. So I turned off the screen and hastily informed the concierge of my seat, hoping that I could get further away from Hunter before he caught up. But the tickets were with Vale—and Hunter quickly caught up. “She’s with me,” Hunter flashed two tickets between his fingers. And I immediately rectified. “No!” I forced a laugh. “I’m not ‘with him’ with him. I’m with Alpha Moon Core, Vale Oakwood—.”The theatre staff looked more confused. And before I could ask whether it was in the theatre’s SOP to note down the VIP’s name so they wouldn’t have to present a ticket, Hunter leaned in to clarify. “We’re in the same box.” “Ah, yes, Alpha Black.” The guy swiftly removed the barrier for us. “Enjoy the show.” I was embarrassed from head to toe. After flashing a thankful smile, I picked up my chin and stepped through the barrier into the empty posh hallway. And then, his fingers slipped through mine.

AmberHe paused. Then, his face was in the base of my throat. Lips propping against the hollow of my neck, he slammed in. A crushing force that banged my back into the door, almost cracking it—and my resistance. And I held on by a thread. “Don’t fight it, Am,” he gritted, smugness in his voice, because I was spasming hard, unable to stop, clearly enjoying every bit of the damned pleasure, “you know you want to come all over my cock… .”Pushing to the surface, I snorted between my intense gasping. “Far from it—.” And he cut me off with another deep slam. A low, guttural moan broke from my throat. “Still no?” He grunted a chuckle. Before I could respond, his cock receded slightly only to shove in a great one—punching that spot deep inside me, and my tummy rattled with glorious flutters. “Ermph!” I was stretched like a rubber band, twitching helplessly as he slammed in again. “MMPPH!” He was grunting against twitching flesh. Mouth gaping, his breath was hot and heavy, and a r