All Chapters of In the arms of his brother : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucas’s pov. “Oh! Fuck!” I exclaimed as I felt her warm hands around my hard dick. She didn’t break free from the kiss as her hands wrapped around my still hard dick. Thrusting gently, she rubbed me up and down. My head falls backwards in pleasure. I moan. She gives me a fascinating look as she squeeze a little tighter and moves a bit faster. Her fingertips run over the thick veins that cascade down the shaft. Next , she leans in with her mouth hovering around the shaft. I swallow, my defined Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “You’re really good at this,” I say slowly as she pushes as much of me into her mouth as she could take. She throbs up and down at the base of him, with her fingers working in sync with her mouth. I softly set a rhythm as she does that. “God damn,” I groan, tangling my hand around hair as I try to shove myself deeper down her throat. My stomach tightens each time she tries to take me as deep as possible, it was as if she fought the urge to gag. “You’re

Austin’s pov. I wanted us to have a romantic night so I ordered vodka, and I didn’t know when I finished a full bottle. The frustration and anger that boiled inside me.It took four rings of unanswered calls from Emery for the glass I was holding to shatter to pieces. It was 10pm when I started feeling worried about why she was taking so long for her to return back from the meeting. And as she entered, the air in room shifted, I looked at the clock and it was 2am. My heart plundered with possessive rage on what she was doing for the past few hours. As she bandaged my hands, I glanced at her with spite, my chest filled with pent up anger from the past hours. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, with my voice cold I had to ask her, “where the fuck did you go?” Her hands froze on the first aid box and she hesitated to look up to me for a second. And when she finally looked up, her eyes looked everywhere ,but not into mine. “The meeting took longer than I expected, we had to explain the f

Austin’s pov. My heart sank as I watched Emery lying unconscious on the hospital bed. Last night, I was overwhelmed with anger. It wasn’t my intention that she fell, I wanted to pull her closer to myself, but I don’t know how it all happened. It happened so fast. As we got to the hospital, and the treatment was on-going, I had to go splash some water on my face, and take some hangover tea. I’ve been waiting for her to wake up, my hands holding hers as I stir immensely at her pale face with bandage around her head. I rubbed on the ring on her finger, a sign that she’s mine. The door to the room swung open, surfacing the doctor. I sprang up from the chair, my heart cartwheels in worry, “Doctor, she’s been unconscious for long now. When is she waking up?” His furrowed brows made my stomach tingle, he opened his mouth to speak, “she lost a lot of blood from the fall, but she’s strong. However…” “She’s waking up soon, right?” My eyes locked intensely with his, searching for reassura

Lucas’s pov. What I feel is heavier than a sharp pain, the pain feels dense like I swallowed a stone that is just sitting behind my ribs. Every step I took away from Emery’s room reminded me of how I’ve lost her…completely, absolutely, and totally. I felt like a lost man. Frustration brewed inside of me. The fact that I couldn’t understand why she rejected me. Last night, I thought we bounded, and things were finally falling into place. Whenever she talked to me, she always sounded sweet and lovely, but today her voice was sharp, and filled with coldness. It felt like I was a threat to her…someone she didn’t recognize. What the fuck happened? I leaned against the wall behind Brielle’s room. I had to pull myself together, my emotions should not dictate how I behave to Brielle. She’s with child, she just recovered, she doesn’t deserve any rudeness from me. I elevated my chest, expanding my lungs to take in a long breath before I took it out. I forced a smile across my face to rem

Emery’s pov. I know this is what I’ve always wanted from the start…a complete family where my child will have to grow up with love from both his mom and Dad, and not to end up the way my mum did, the heartbreak she went through and how she had to undergo parenthood by herself. But now, why do I feel like this isn’t right? Maybe, because it’s not with the man of my dreams or maybe, because my child will have to grow up calling another man his father, and I’ll have to accept that fate forever. My gaze was fixed to his face, which had an optimistic expression and clearly indicated that he wasn’t ready to give up. His lips quivered as he waited for me to accept. However, accepting this proposal seems like the best option for me at the moment. “Okay,” I nodded, my lips shaped slightly into a grin. “Okay?” He asked, holding my meek hands. “Yes,” I answered. “Thank you,” he embraced in the most emotional way possible. I felt his breath at my back as he heaved out a sigh. I was alrea