Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
Chapter 617-Sharing Is Caring

Chapter 617: 617-Sharing Is Caring

Helanie:

"She doesn’t need to prove anything," Norman defended me while I had been staring at Kaye in shock. "Of course she does. We are her marked mates. And yes, we’re grateful that she saved us from the pain, but our curse is not over. It’s not like she can reject us. So does that mean we will be suffering every night and day? And not to mention, she will be in pain too. Has she told you what her body goes through when she is not able to be with her mates?" Maximus shocked me with how much he had noticed. He had been watching me way too closely these days.

"I’m fine. I can tolerate any kind of pain. You don’t have to make it about the mark," I hissed, trying to hold back my tears. It was true. Sometimes the pain was so bad that my body would shudder for a few seconds before I pulled myself together.

"Anyway, I am done with my food," I said and got up, walking out of the dining room. While doing so, I couldn’t help but glance out the window and saw the red clouds starting to cover the moon, making it look red too. I sighed, not wanting to imagine the pain I would feel tonight.

’It will be a lot,’ Cora muttered as I entered my bedroom.

’Well, good thing I have my husband. He is also my fated mate,’ I shrugged, reaching the closet to grab my nightdress.

’Allegedly. We don’t know that for sure,’ she said, making me clench my jaw.

’Isn’t this why the whole curse started? Because his fated mate marked him?’ I was tired of her sounding like Maximus. I knew the idea hurt Norman deeply, so every time they brought it up, it made me feel worse.

’Helanie, there’s a part of us that is more connected to our mates than to Norman. That’s because we haven’t felt the mate bond with him yet. Even when the signs say he is our fated mate, do you feel the pain when you’re not able to mate with him?’ she said what I had been trying to hide. I shook my head at her, trying to silence her, but I knew she would speak up again once night hit.

I had showered and changed into my nightdress, soft silk blush pink shorts and a matching top. The thin straps kept slipping off my shoulders, and the fabric felt cool against my skin. It was the kind of thing you wear when you feel safe, when you’re not expecting to run or fight. And I didn’t plan to do either tonight. I wasn’t even going to leave my bedroom.

By midnight, Norman had come into the room as well. "Mmmhmm," he kissed my lips as his dick slid in and out of me. We finally had sex after I lost the baby. I needed it tonight.

"Ahhh," I enjoyed the moment with him, but my body kept shuddering more than usual. I could barely keep myself together.

"You okay?" he suddenly stopped, his dick still inside me.

"Yeah," I lied to him with much difficulty. I wasn’t okay. I was feeling so cold. This was our second session. The first one had been so fulfilling, but during the second one, my body started showing desires I would never speak out loud to him.

’We want our other mates too,’ Cora uttered. ’And even when Emmet is unwell, the two others will help a lot.’ She let out a cry, clearly trying to hold herself together this whole time.

’No! I’m not hurting Norman for sex,’ I grunted at her.

I hadn’t noticed Norman was staring at me in complete silence that whole time.

"What is Cora saying?" he snapped me back to reality, and I smiled through the pain for him.

"Nothing," I lied again. He nodded his head, but instead of continuing, he slowly stepped back and pulled out. A sharp pain struck through my body, but what hit harder was the pain in his eyes.

"What happened? Did I do something wrong?" I asked him and tried to sit up, but my body shuddered again and this time so violently I had to close my eyes and hug myself.

"No! You never do anything wrong," he whispered and wrapped his arms around me. "Just know that I will never love you less, no matter what. But I can’t see you in pain." He began speaking in soft whispers, still hugging me tightly.

I didn’t understand what he was trying to do, too consumed by the pain to think clearly. Norman eventually broke the hug and got up from the bed, slipping his shorts back on.

"Norman, are you going somewhere? Please don’t go, I need you with me." I bit my tongue as a shooting pain ran from my heart to every part of my body.

"I’ll be just outside, my love. I can’t be selfish. I can’t watch you suffer," he whispered, not looking back as he reached for the door.

"Norman, then stay with me! Why are you leaving?" I wanted to go after him, but my bones had started to crack. This wasn’t a transition, just another level of unbearable pain.

"I’ll be back with the cure," he replied and didn’t turn around again.

This time, I had no idea what was wrong with him. Part of me was angry with him for walking away, and the other part kept wondering how long I’d have to stay in this pain. Maximus’s words echoed in my mind. ’Till the sun comes up.’

Ughhh! I groaned and shifted in bed, feeling completely alone.

’How could he leave us in pain?’ I didn’t understand until the door opened again.

But this time, it wasn’t Norman who walked in. Maximus and Kaye stepped through, their eyes carrying the hunger of a predator. Their shirts were half open. While Maximus locked the door behind him, Kaye began unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.