Todos los capítulos de Sleeping with my Mate’s brother: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

ValenWas I still asleep?My head was buried flush against soft skin, and Nyxaria’s distinct scent drifted straight into my lungs.We never cuddled in the dreams those pills gave me.“My breasts are sensitive today..stop doing that,” a voice that sounded too similar to Nyxaria’s grumbled against my ear.Shit. Did I follow Nikolai to a whorehouse again and pick the first human girl who remotely resembled her?A hand gently forked through my hair—a touch far too familiar and I reeled back instantly, pulling away as if a live electric current had just shot through my veins.My head spun violently from the sudden movement as I reached for my glasses on the nightstand and her face sharpened immediately. “What the hell are you doing here?”Nyxaria scoffed, sitting up in my bed and casually tugging her shirt down. “You really don't remember?”I shook my head, adjusting my frames. It was always the same nightmare sequence with my mother, Aunt Natalia, the blood and then Nyxaria would appear a

Zade“Where have you been?!”I raised an eyebrow at Nyxaria, finally letting my bag drop to the floor with a heavy thud.“Canada. I texted you. I even sent you a period care package last week,” I said, closing the distance between us with slow, cautious steps.I admitted my trip to Canada had been sudden. But I’d communicated with her. I’d apologized with flowers. What I had to handle over there was far too important to put on hold, and I’d made that clear to her.Father would be proud of how I handled it, too.So why was she so upset?“What’s wrong?” I whispered, sinking onto the edge of the bed beside her.According to Kai and Katerina, she’d gotten back home a few days ago and hadn't left her room since, except to grab food.“I just missed you,” she replied, stepping forward to snuggle into my chest.I held her, but the instinctual itch in the back of my mind told me she was hiding something.“I’m here now, aren’t I?” I wrapped my arms tighter around her, deciding not to push. Not

KaiKane’s dick was still deep inside my ass when my phone buzzed on the nightstand with a text.“Kane, wait—”He didn't give me a chance to finish. He dug his fingers into my hips and slammed into me so hard my knees almost buckled, hitting that exact spot inside me over and over until my precum was dripping heavily onto the sheets.“How.” Thrust. “Dare.” Thrust. “You.” Thrust. “Talk to another fucking man in front of me?”Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.He barely ever let me know what he was thinking. And Goddess help me, knowing he was out of his mind with jealousy made my heart hammer in pure excitement.“Kane, wait—I can, nghn—”My words died in my throat as his hand reached around to wrap around my shaft, pumping my hard cock in perfect sync with the brutal pace he was setting into my ass.I couldn't form a single thought if my life depended on it. I buried my face into the mattress to muffle the embarrassing noises spilling out of my throat.My phone kept buzzing somewhere in the backg

NyxariaSometimes having a conscience was a fucking curse.“What?” Valen asked like he couldn't believe the words that just left my mouth.“You are not leaving your mate for me, Valen,” I repeated, locking my eyes onto his without flinching.A mate was a sacred gift from the Goddess. And as hypocritical as that sounded coming from me given the absolute mess I was making of my own bond—it didn't mean Valen had to ruin his.“Is this because you think I don't love you now that I've found her—"“It's not about that!” I snapped, my voice echoing down the empty, dark road.I tried to jerk my head away so he wouldn't see the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, but Valen cupped my chin, forcing me to face him.“Then what is it?” he whispered and the raw, desperate edge in his voice made my heart clench all over again.Rosella didn't deserve this. No woman deserved to watch her mate pine after someone else before she even had a fair shot at testing the bond.“She's your mate.”“And you'r

NyxariaYou’re making me lose my mind.Was that a romantic confession, or a genuine medical warning? A little clarity would be nice.“Hungry?” Valen asked, slumping toward the kitchen. He was still drenched, looking tense enough to snap in half.Yeah... maybe right now wasn’t the time to test that theory.I shook my head, but he just nodded anyway, opening the cabinet and pulling out the cup noodles my older brother, Cassian, never let me hear the end of."You’ll catch a cold. I’ll run you a warm bath," he muttered, placing the cup noodles on the table before disappearing upstairs before I could object or say anything else.Valen Romanov wanted to run me a warm bath? What the hell happened to make him so…tame?I sighed, taking a seat at the bottom of the staircase so I didn’t drench his sofa while taking his house in. If I didn’t know better, I’d think no one lived here at all.The walls were stark white, devoid of any personal photographs. I knew he’d moved in only recently, but it f