Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
Chapter 631-The Art Of Seduction

Chapter 631: 631-The Art Of Seduction

Norman:

"It is the perfect moment for you to have her back. Instead of being an outcast and then losing her to the others, we should be a part of it. We must be there so that we get her love as well," Rome uttered inside me while my brothers watched my face.

"How do we do it? Will she allow it?" I asked, and they looked at me in shock. I guess they didn’t expect me to agree to it so soon. But they had no clue how desperate I had been ever since I saw her cuddle with Kaye.

I wanted to be with her, be in her, and try so much new stuff with her. And more than anything, I wanted her to dream again.

"Oh, umm, I didn’t know we’d be thinking about it so soon. I was busy planning to convince—" Maximus shut up once he realized there was no need to keep talking.

"So," Kaye rubbed his hands while he watched Helanie.

"Behave," I slapped his chest, and he shook his head as if trying to get himself out of a trance.

"We will have to seduce her," Maximus said with a pout. "There’s no other way. The way we behaved with her—I mean, ugh! I hurt her so badly. But I was just trying to make her understand it hurts when you reject your mate—" Maximus shut up again when I narrowed my eyes at his face.

"You hurt her?" I had no clue what had happened last night.

"He made her feel like a w—" Kaye shut up when Maximus groaned.

"Don’t ever say that. It was more like a friends-with-benefits kind of feeling and nothing else." When Maximus tried to explain himself, I agreed instantly because even the thought of them treating her like anything other than our beloved princess was not justifiable in my head.

"That won’t be hard. She lost her dreams, not her love for me," I shrugged, stretching my arms as if I was getting ready for war. I noticed my brothers running their hands through their hair and unbuttoning their shirts just a little.

*Yep! Act sexy, not threatening,* Rome advised.

We waited around after lighting some candles and serving the food. It was time for Helanie to face us. She had woken up and gone upstairs to shower. She came back in white shorts and a white top, her hair wet.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her, watching her fill her plate. We brothers had been sharing glances, acting so sneaky, but she was completely clueless about her surroundings.

"Yeah!" she replied, more intrigued by the meat on her plate than the meat in my pants.

"By the way, the funeral is in two days," Kaye started to introduce himself to her, since she was barely passing us any glances.

"Will you guys come?" she asked, not showing much emotion.

"Of course. But isn’t it sad that a young life was lost? She had so much potential and probably so many dreams," Maximus slid in the word *dream* to lay the foundation for our main subject.

"True, but that is what life is. We all have to die one day though." For a moment, I wanted her to stay that way, to be ignorant of the loss, because once she recalls it again, I’m sure she’ll go through hell. I don’t know how I’ll watch her go through so much pain.

"What about your dreams? Why would anyone want to die without their dreams being fulfilled?" Kaye took the direct approach, and the way Helanie turned to look at him with empty eyes even gave me chills down my spine.

"I have no dreams," she bluntly replied and then grabbed her plate to go eat somewhere else.

"This is not okay. What if they start doing this to everyone? Our world, as we know it, runs on hopes and dreams. Hopes of finding a mate and dreams of living with their mate," Maximus voiced his concern, and I began to nod my head.

"Screw this food. She’s not grieving like a normal person. I think we should start our seduction," Kaye got up and gestured at us. I was a bit hesitant. I was scared of her rejection.

I nodded my head and followed them to the living room. She acknowledged us and then rolled her eyes. However, my sucker brothers took my spot. One sat on her left on the couch, and the other on her right, while I had to sit and watch on a separate sofa, like a cuckold chair. I did not want to sit and watch.

"Don’t you guys have somewhere else to sit?" Helanie complained when Maximus leaned in too close. I watched him place his hand on his crotch to adjust his pants, but I also noticed Helanie’s eyes moving to his hand movement.

"Why? You don’t like us sitting next to you? Are you afraid we might spark some dreams in you?" Kaye knew a lot about Rune and his manipulations, and so did Maximus. They had been to his world, so they had an advantage.

"Spark from getting touched? You guys are crazy. Dreams don’t just miraculously form," she scoffed, which gave Kaye a chance to place his hand on her bare thigh as if he had no clue what he was doing.

She was sitting in the padmasana position, legs crossed with each foot resting on the opposite thigh, the traditional pose used in meditation.

"Isn’t it too hot today?" Maximus started unbuttoning his shirt until it was completely open. Kaye then took off his shirt and tossed it to the ground. Helanie looked at it and then briefly turned her head to glance at him. He was leaning all the way back casually, his hand on his bulge.

"Yeah, you are so right," Kaye agreed, bending his arm to take off his shirt. But while doing so, his elbow pressed hard against Helanie’s breast, and my heart sank in my chest. Prior to this, such an action would have caused an uproar in me. But now that I knew sharing was decided by the Moon Goddess, I began to wonder when I would get a chance to touch her.

The way Helanie didn’t move away while Kaye’s elbow pressed hard and even smudged her breast made me hungrily stare at her body.

I had to get in. She must know her husband is the hottest.

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