Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee
Chapter 72-Sucking His d*ic*k In A Fight
He grabbed my b*oo*bs next while I tried reaching for his shorts. I got too distracted when he squeezed my b*oo*bs hard in his
hands. I yanked my head back and arched my back. I tried to struggle, but couldn’t pry his hands away. As he pinched my
n*ipp*les, jolts of pain and pleasure travelled from my n*ipp*les throughout my body, and I squirmed a little too hard this time.
That’s when he got a little too distracted and started caressing my n*ipp*les. My hand reached between Helel’s legs and grasped
his hard, gigantic c*oc*k.
I stroked it, and his body shuddered before he grabbed my hand and slammed it to the side on the mattress.
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While trying to release my hand, I noticed how hard our g*roi*ns were rubbing together.
He tried to grab the ribbon from my hair when I held onto his shirt and ripped it open to reveal his chiselled body. His abs were
raging and prominent.
It took him a minute to respond. He let go of his attention. from the ribbon and gripped my top and pushed it up my head, leaving
me in a b*ra only. He did it so quickly that I couldn’t fight him.
Fine! I was still wearing more clothes than him. He was only in his boxers now, while I had my b*oo*ty shorts on, my p*an*tie*s,
b*ra, and a hair ribbon.
“Your smirk tells me you think you are winning,” he said, stopping to comment.
“I am,” I whispered, and instantly pulled his boxers down. It revealed his hard c*oc*k, but because he was sitting on top of me, I
couldn’t draw it completely off. He held it with his one hand and pulled it up again.
This time, he didn’t wait for me to reach for his boxers again and grabbed my b*oo*bs with both of his hands. He f*orc*ed them
up, and that’s when he successfully grabbed my b*ra and pulled it over to my chest.
My n*ake*d b*rea*sts bounced back while he tipped the b*ra over my head and tossed it down on the bed.

There was a split second where he took a break to ogle at my big, soft b*oo*bs that were pointing up and wanting his attention.
His d*ic*k moved in his boxers. I felt it against my skin.
He then shook his head and got off me, but only to wrap his arms around my waist and start tugging my shorts down. He
stretched them down to my thighs and then reached for my p*an*tie*s. While I struggled to get up and grab my shorts so that I
can pull them up again, he had already grabbed my p*an*tie*s and pulled them down. Now it was much easier for him to bring
the shorts down with the p*an*tie*s.
In the next few seconds, he had left me completely n*ake*d in the bed. He groaned and breathed heavily when he watched me
lie straight and stare back at him. His body was moving aggressively when breathing, but his eyes were stuck on my p*uss*y.
He had tossed all my clothes onto the floor now.
My body felt a weird surge of excitement when he grabbed his c*oc*k from over his boxers and stroked it a little to adjust it.
“I won,” he announced, closing his eyes and turning his face away from my body.
“I still have a ribbon on,” I whispered, and he opened his eyes in a swift move.
In the next few seconds, the beast inside him woke up again. He didn’t want to lose from me. He stretched over very quickly to
reach for my hair when I got a chance to pull his boxers down.
While he attempted to get up and pull the boxers up again, I got on my feet and grabbed his n*ake*d c*oc*k to distract him. He
groaned, grabbing my hair to untie the ribbon. Since he was sitting on his knees, it was relatively hard to pull his boxers all the
way down to his feet.
I was left with no choice but to bend down and put my mouth on his d*ic*k.
My gesture shocked him into letting go of my hair and pulling back. He landed on his butt in the bed and that’s when I stole the
boxers down on his feet and twirled it around in the air when celebrating the victory.
“Wohoo! I defeated the Alpha King,” I exclaimed, tossing the boxer aside while yelling and laughing at him.
He stared at me for a moment in utter anger and frustra- tion before he got on his knees to face me.
“You cheated,” he growled, glaring into my soul.

“I did not. You said everything is fair in love and war,” I shrugged my shoulders, “It is not my fault that your d*ic*k is so sensitive,”
I commented, and it angered him more.
“If I had done the same, then I would have asked you,” he scoffed, trying to boost his own ego.
“Nope! I would have still won because I’m not a p*uss*y like you,” I said with a grin on my lips. He paused for a moment before
his eyes darkened.
One could tell he couldn’t imagine losing to anyone.
“Fine. One last battle,” he said, forgetting the fact that we were completely n*ake*d on our knees and in my bed.
“No! That was supposed to be our last one. How many times do you wish to lose from me?” I asked, and he lowered his face to
calm down, and that’s when he realized the state, we were in.
“Umm! Yeah, of course,” he jumped off the bed and hurriedly grabbed his shorts to slip into them.
I walked out of the bed after him and clumsily put on a baggy sweater and a fresh pair of baggy jeans from the clos-
“What happened?” I asked, watching him look a little out of place.
“Beatrice! I want to be honest with you about everything. I don’t want you to think I own you or you own me,” he said, turning
around before leaving to tell me.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked as my heart skipped a beat.