Chapter 421


    Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2


    Chapter 411 My Akin Is Innocent


    Taking only a few seconds break, he leaned on my face once again, and this time he was much more


    passionate and soft. His lips s*uc*ked at my lips in a very gentle way. I was able to find a way to


    steadily spread my legs and give his body easy andfortable ess between my legs.


    He didn’t hesitate before adjusting his body and pressing his h*ard, bulging body over mine.


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    As his lips moved around my lips, I realized how thirsty he had been for my t*ouch. Setting my one


    hand free, he ced his hand on my boob and gently pressed it, making me squirm and gasp inside.


    “Ah hmm mum mm,” I moaned when his tongue licked my lips, gently and very greedily making its way


    into my mouth.


    “Ah!” I moaned once more before s*uc*king his tasty tongue and moving my body against his. His


    widely spread shoulders and sexy physique were really intoxicating. He ran his hand around my boob


    until it found an entry into my naked skin. He slid his hand up my shirt and pressed my tits between his


    f*ingers so gently that I bit into his tongue.


    It didn’t bother him. He was so hungry that he didn’t want to focus on anything else. Before long, he


    was rubbing his bulge between my legs and ying with my n*ipple.


    “Ahh, Akin–,” I broke the kiss long enough to take a d*eep breath and moan his name.


    “Shushhh! You talk way too much,” he smiled before pressing his lips ever so gently against mine this


    time. The night was still not over, and we were hornier than ever. Just as his hand traveled down and


    reached between my legs, I closed my eyes to give him free ess.


    He understood the assignment and lifted his body only enough to pull his shorts down and kiss me at


    the same time.


    However, it didn’t go any further because soon the chaos erupted.


    Suddenly, our moment of intimacy was shattered by amotion outside. He lifted his head from my


    lips, his expression mirroring my own concern. As we hastily mended our clothes, we made our way to


    the door, curious about the source of the disturbance.


    Peering out, we witnessed a scene of utter horror. A young woman, perhaps in her early thirties,


    hurried past us, cradling a lifeless child in her arms. She was clearly in a state of distress and was


    searching frantically for their’s doctor, who was known to reside in the mansion for emergencies.


    Without a moment’s hesitation, we followed the woman down the hallway, our hearts pounding with


    anxiety. As we caught up to her, we could see the desperation etched on her face. It was clear that time


    was of the essence and that we needed to act quickly to save the child’s life.


    “What is going on?” I asked the people running behind her, and before they could say a word, they


    looked at Akin and hissed.


    It was pretty evident at this point that they didn’t like Akin’s presence in their. But what does that


    wounded baby have to do with Akin?


    “Akin, you stay there. I will go look around and see what’s happening,” I gently pushed him inside the


    room, but he refused to sit tight.


    “No, I aming with you,” he eyed me for not letting him follow me. Since I wasn’t left with much of a


    choice, I agreed and let him tag along.


    The two of us rushed to the other side of the mansion, where my mother’s room was, and were faced


    with a group of elders outside her room.


    The way they all shared a nce before ring at Akin was another red g that disturbed me. I gently


    held Akin’s hand and made him walk through the angry crowd to enter my mother’s room.


    We were weed by my mother and Vincent. Both of them looked frightened and agitated.


    “Beatrice,” seeing me, gave her enough strength to walk my way and pull me into a warm hug.


    “Vincent, right?” Akin asked the guy, who nodded in response, “Tell me what’s going on? How did that


    child get injured?” He proceeded to ask him while I sat my mother down and helped her drink some


    water.


    “He was attacked,” Vincent exined, but my mother’s heavy grunting objection silenced him.


    “He should be thest one speaking to any of us,” Mom hissed, her eyes throwing darts at Akin, who


    looked clueless.


    “What happened? Why is everyone so against him?” I know it wasn’t the right question, but at the


    moment, it seemed about right because he hadn’t done anything wrong after he came here. It was


    pretty obvious that they were making it seem like whatever happened to that child tonight was his fault.


    “Huh, his kind has always been vicious and vindictive towards us. Look what they did tonight?” She


    weredragons.


    “Mom, just because one of them did something doesn’t mean all of them are wrong,” I tried to exin it


    to her, but she refused to understand and moved her head vigorously to dismiss anything I had to say


    in his defense.


    “They are all the same. Isn’t this how they treated us as well? They used one of us of killing their


    royal servant, and in return, they punished us all?” When she muttered and made eye contact with me,


    I was able to glimpse into the terrible life they led because of Sofia and Vasquez.


    I didn’t have much to say in defense of the werewolves, but I wouldn’t stop defending Akin. As far as I


    knew, he was innocent.


    That’s when a knock on the door rmed us of Igor’s arrival. He entered the room with a sad look on


    his face before he began to exin what led to this chaos, “a werewolf from the nearby vige sneaked


    in, ra—ped and killed the babysitter, and almost killed the little boy.”