All Chapters of Mated with ex's brother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I moved my head slightly, the movement becoming smaller and smaller, making it hard to tell whether I was agreeing or disagreeing. The living room was lit by a single dim spotlight, casting a warm, drowsy glow on the distant floor.Alexander held me in a crouch, not moving. My warm breath penetrated his thin shirt, landing on his chest and making his heart feel tender."How about sleeping inside? The floor is cold..." His voice was gentle as his long fingers brushed aside the hair at my temple, tucking it behind my ear."...Mmm." It took a long time before a low hum came from my chest.Alexander lifted me into his arms, carrying me back to the master bedroom.The drunken girl was small and soft, her head resting against Alexander’s chest, eyes closed, but her brow furrowed as if troubled by something even in her dreams. He gently placed me on the pillow.I was only wearing his T-shirt, with nothing underneath. As I lay down, my curves showed through the fabric.I had sweated a lot and

Alexander watched my overly serious expression and couldn't help but chuckle softly. He took my hand, guiding it to the waistband of his pants, his tone filled with a mix of teasing and anticipation.“Tonight, you can do as you please, whatever you want, okay?”I hesitated for a moment, but his gaze encouraged me. My heart began to race as I daringly hooked my fingers into his waistband, slowly pulling it down. Alexander smiled, a playful glint in his eyes, but he did not stop my actions, which reassured me, making my movements bolder.My fingers hooked the dampened underwear I had just licked, giving it a gentle tug. The moment the restraint was removed, his massive erection sprang free, standing erect before me. Under the light, his penis appeared thick and full, the rounded head like a swollen mushroom cap.I grasped it, feeling the substantial girth, my hand unable to fully encircle it. I raised my body, bringing the penis to my mouth, my nose filled with Alexander's unique scent

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar and cold environment. The black and grey decor exuded a sense of oppressive stillness, and the air was filled with a faint scent of pine. After a brief moment of confusion, I recalled meeting Alexander on the road last night and being brought back to this apartment. As I propped myself up, I felt an unusual exhaustion throughout my body, especially between my legs, which felt as though they had been stretched by something enormous, the pain tinged with an indescribable sense of fullness.Fragmented memories surfaced: me riding Alexander, wildly moving, my lascivious moans echoing in the room. These disjointed images made me question what had actually happened last night—was it the truth, fueled by alcohol, or just a ridiculous dream?Instinctively, I lifted the covers to check. I was still wearing the same T-shirt from last night, its hem haphazardly rolled up to my chest. The bed was a mess, but I couldn’t tell if it was from restless sleep or the re

These days, I've been taking the bus to attend symphony orchestra rehearsals.Before marrying Adrian, I was the principal cellist of the orchestra. After moving into the Blackwood household, Adrian wanted me to spend more time with him, so I resigned from my position.Touching the cello strings again, I realized how much I missed performing on stage.I looked out the bus window, but my mind was occupied with thoughts of Alexander.I thought about his broad hands, the scent of pine on him, and his deep eyes.I thought about how kind he was. Even though I was no longer family after my divorce from Adrian, he still extended a helping hand.I thought about how he must have been a good husband, probably gentle with Kate...At this point, my chest tightened suddenly. I found it hard to breathe and pressed my face against the window, the wind outside stinging my face.At the next stop, I noticed Alexander's office. Unconsciously, I focused on it, seeing a crowd gathered in front, heads dark

Originally, my straightforward admission didn't mean much, but Alexander's question changed everything. His eyes were pitch-black, as if probing into the depths of my soul, unraveling all the unknown secrets. My heart raced, as if something long ignored was now sprouting.Startled, I averted my eyes. My fluttering eyelashes failed to conceal my unease. My mouth opened and closed several times before I finally blurted out, "You're my ex-husband's brother..."It seemed like I was answering him, yet it felt more like reminding myself. He was the brother of my recently divorced ex-husband..."Is that all?" Alexander's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his sharp eyes piercing into me.I dared not meet his gaze. My heart pounded faster. I already knew what I had realized, but I avoided touching that delicate membrane, uncertain if I could handle the consequences if it were pierced.Not receiving a response, Alexander's expression softened. He released my hand, turned to tidy up the medicine box