All Chapters of My Alpha Stepbrothers Are Mine: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

They froze at my words, exchanging glances between them as if they had secrets themselves. I raised an eyebrow at that, waiting for them to come clean, but they didn't. “What is it you want to tell us?” Mitch asked, frowning. “Are you okay? Or — have you changed your mind about helping us at the office? That's not fair, baby girl! You promised. You can't just disappoint us. We have let —” “That's not it,” I interrupted before he could say anything more, knowing that he would only spurt more nonsense if care wasn't taken. Whatever informed them I was trying to forgo my promise? “Then, what is it?” Mike demanded, looking impatient. Though the wine I brought out should have told them that whatever I had to tell them was something good, they didn't seem to think that way. They looked scared, as if I was about to break sad news to them. “I…” I played with my fingers, nervous as I glanced at each of them. They were waiting for my reply, eyes wide as they watched me. It was difficult for

Mitch reached for my face. He kissed me on the mouth appreciatively and laid me across the bed again before going to town on my pussy. It didn't take me long to cum myself, but it was the orgasm that I knew would keep going, so I looked down at him and begged him to continue going. I was always insatiable during sex. Though it wore me off each time I slept with the three, I couldn't deny the need in me to have them touch me each day. He removed his mouth from my pussy and lined his cock, ready for sex. My gaze went towards the part of his body that I liked the most after his mouth, and I snaked my tongue out to lick my lips. He smirked at my actions, knowing what was going through my mind as I watched him. Laying his hands on my waist, to keep me in place, he slid his cock into me with one full thrust, and quickly I started to build again. Having him take me hard, and feeling the stares from the others, seemed to heighten my arousal. Smiling down at me, he lifted my legs and burie

I didn't get to see the woman who visited until a week later. My mates thought she had returned to wherever she came from, but that wasn't the case. She returned seven days later, in the same manner as she did before. I was also the one who opened the door for her because my mates were in their study, going through some things. Though I sought not to think about it, it was impossible not to do so, not when they had been acting odd these past few days. They were always leaving in the afternoon and whenever I tried to know where they went, they would always look for excuses. Most of the time, they claimed they left for a meeting with a client in the human world. At other times, they would look for lies to feed me. I knew they were lying, but I didn't pursue the matter any further, realizing they had their reasons for keeping it from me. Like now, they were locked in their study, doing only what the goddess knew about. I had gotten tired of asking them what was wrong with them, knowin

SUMMERNelly stopped coming to the house after that. I didn't get to hear from her from my mates either. They acted like she didn't exit, which wasn't difficult since they had never spoken of her before. We returned to how we have always been, with my mates acting secretively around me. Not for the first time, I wanted to confront them, to ask what they were keeping from me, but I kept it to myself. If they wished to keep the secret from me, it means they had their reasons for doing that. I could only wait for them to trust me enough to tell me what the problem was. This way, they wouldn't have to shoulder it alone. After my lunch break, I strode back to the room to rest. I had been working all morning. Though they asked me to have a rest in between, I worked to keep myself busy, so I wouldn't think of the secretive glances, they shared between themselves. I bet they converse in their mind whenever I was in the same room with them. It was off-putting whenever I thought of that, but

She didn't seem surprised by that because it was something we kept telling her all week. We wanted nothing to do with her or whatever message she wished to relay to us. We just want her out of the pack, never to return. Was that too much to demand after everything her father did? “Please, you have got to listen to me. I promise I won't disturb you after this if you will listen to me,” she begged. “All I seek for is a chance to prove to you I came for something good,” she said with a smile. I tilted my head to the side, watching us, as I tried to think of what good news she showed up with. I turned to look at my brothers, who lifted their shoulders in a shrug, waiting for me to say something. 'Always leaving everything to me,' I grumbled through our bond. 'What can we say? You are our last baby,' Miles teased, chuckling. 'Bastard!' They have gotten immune to my curses that they don't react to it anymore. But I'd never gotten used to hearing them refer to me as the youngest. “Wh