Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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He lunged at me and grabbed me again, throwing me into the bed once again. When his body was

tense, he looked very muscular. He was grunting and breathing profusely when he was running around

the bed to make sure I didn’t leave.

“LET ME GOOOOO!” I screamed in exhaustion when every time I got out of my bed and he tossed me

back in there.

“We can go on about this the entire night, princess. I don’t get tired.” He muttered the words while

standing on guard.

“Then be it. I will not quit either,” I muttered back at him. For an omega whose wolf wasn’t even awake,

I was surely very courageous all of a sudden. There were times when even I was surprised by myself

and my ability to p*ss off an alpha king with my meek and weak strength.

“Go on then,” he hunched over, ready to pick me up and toss me back in the bed again. I waited just to

calm down a little, then bolted towards the door. He grabbed me once again, but this time when he tried

to take me to the bed, I held onto the

door.

He was grunting in my ear unintentionally when holding me. tightly from the back. I was fighting back,

moving my legs. around, and throwing a fit. I am glad he didn’t let me go because I was planning to

burn the room down, which they had prepared for her.

“I am not quitting!” I yelled when he untangled my fingers from around the doorknob and dragged me

back to the bed. This time, he didn’t just toss me in bed and square up near the bed. He crawled into

the bed and pushed me down, getting on top of me and trying to pin my head above my head.

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“Listen to me,” he yelled, struggling when trying to tie my

hands in his hands. I was constantly fighting and wriggling my hands free from his grasp. I don’t know

how I was doing that, but I was giving him a hard time.

“F*ck!” he yelled when he thought he had successfully grabbed my wrists, but I bit him.

“I said listen to me,” he screamed in my face, demanding I stop resisting. I was giving my all, moving

around and panting like a dying beast.

“Just listen to me once.” He finally grabbed my wrists, pinned my hands to my sides, and brought his

face closer to mine. He was sitting on top of me, breathing on my face. I had finally quit struggling

because my body could no longer fight back.

“Listen to me,” he repeated himself in a much calmer tone this time, “I said all those things to p*ss you

off since you have been pi*sing us off too.” He whispered the claims, looking guilty for triggering me

into reacting like a complete l*natic.

“You meant it all,” I muttered, slowly regaining my strength and moving a little again.

“I did not.” He shook his head, watching my face with his beautiful eyes.

“You said you would hurt me.” Now that we were talking, I was back in my emotions. Tears sprung

down my eyes, and I whimpered like a child.

“I lied. I will not hurt you.” He was much calmer, even when I was sobbing and still preparing my mind

to throw another fit.

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“You said I am unattractive.” I stopped crying, but tears were still able to come to the surface and be

visible.

“That is not true.” His voice turned even lower. I noticed how his eyes traveled to my lips before he

forced his stare away. He was struggling to keep himself modest because I felt his d*ck hardening

against my waist, and he forced his body up a little to hide it.

It shocked me because I genuinely thought he was not lying when he said he didn’t find me attractive.

“I was saying anything to upset me,” he whispered again. “Now tell me if I let you go, you will behave?”

He asked, and it took me a minute to nod my head at him.

However, I gave it a second thought and felt like he tricked me. He said all these sweet nothings so that

he could stop me from creating a mess.

“Promise?” he asked, and I bobbed my head. He then let go of my hands and steadily got off me. The

instant he pulled aside, I bolted out of bed. I heard his little grunts as he chased after me and grabbed

me again to pull me into the bed once again. This time, he kept his arms around my stomach while his

body pressed tightly against my back. He shoved me in the bed with my face down and his body on top

of me from the back so that I don’t get to struggle too much.

“You lied,” he grunted, wrapping his leg around my thigh to prevent me from moving. It looked like he

was ready to wrestle me down.

The way he ran his arm from between my head and neck and wrapped it tightly around my chest while

his other hand

grabbed my hand and pulled it behind his back, I felt like tapping out.

“UGH!” I groaned in defeat.

“You think you can win something from me? I f*cking wrestle alphas of other packs,” he whispered in

grunts, fighting to keep me from moving a muscle.

“And you f*cking lied when you said you understood,” he muttered, forcing a lot of pressure on my

body. Not going to lie; he was super strong and scary.

“Because you li—ed,” I struggled to talk with the way his arm was tightly wrapped around my chest and

my face smacked against the soft pillow.

“You only too-k your words back so that you can convince me into not acting u—p,” I muttered, getting

frustrated when I couldn’t get out of his technique.

“Fine. Let’s see how you can get out now.” He pulled his body even closer, and that’s when he probably

realized he had made a mistake. The head of his hard coc* pressed so hard against my soft a*s

cheeks that even his body trembled.