Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 651

Chapter 651: 651-Finger Deep In Me

Helanie:

"Right," Emmet nodded. "Anyway, I don’t need guidance."

His comment made me bite the inside of my cheek. He lingered for a few seconds, rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb before finally deciding to leave. I felt odd, shy and embarrassed.

We ate lunch, and then Norman stayed behind while Emmet and Maximus left to look for Kaye.

"Norman?" I noticed he had been staring at the empty wall for a little too long. When I called his name, he finally gave me his attention.

"What’s going on?" I asked, watching him give me a faint smile.

"Nothing, everything is fine," he replied, clearing his throat but clearly looking uncomfortable.

"Tell me," I insisted, and he began to turn on the couch to face me.

"It’s about Emmet," he said, his arm reaching out and his fingers gently touching my cheek. "Back when Maximus was under the pressure of his curse and Emmet had gone after him, I remember Emmet accusing me of killing Azura. He never brought it up again, but it stayed in the back of my mind. I didn’t realize he had blamed me for her death all this time."

He sounded so upset and worried. And to be honest, even I had been feeling uneasy about something Emmet had been saying or doing lately. But I had a feeling it was all because of his curse.

"Maybe he didn’t bring it up again because he forgot? He forgets, you know," I said softly, sliding closer, my legs tucked under me and fitting perfectly in the little space in front of Norman.

"That’s not it. I know he forgets, but this feels different. This is something he never talked about, not even when Azura died. So how did he suddenly start accusing me?"

He rubbed his temples, and I quickly reached over to rub them for him. That’s when I felt his fingers gently tug at my shirt, pulling it all the way down to expose my bra. I continued massaging his temples while he focused on my bra.

The way he gripped it in the middle with both hands, pressing my breasts together, he was able to tear it open with ease. Then he slid comfortably down onto the couch, resting his face against my chest, and began sucking on my breast.

One of my arms wrapped around his back while the other ran through his hair. I closed my eyes as his lips gently sucked on my tit, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps.

He stayed there for a few minutes before lifting his head and looking me in the eye.

"I love you," he uttered, "the whole day, I had been thinking about you." He lowered his face and ran his finger up, rolling up my shirt and then doing the same to my shorts.