Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 457

Chapter 457: 457-He Makes Me Feel Alive

Helanie:

"You are so cute," Emmet whispered, caressing my cheeks nonstop. This was the fifth time he had woken me up because he couldn’t stop touching me. He had carried me to his car and parked it far away so that we could sleep together in the backseat. It was a bit difficult for him, even though it was his black V-Class. He was too big for this kind of setup. Maybe that’s why he couldn’t fall asleep.

I could not thank him enough. My body had been going in and out of heat and I was so confused how to deal with it. I couldn’t ask him for intimacy, I was too shy for it.

As he kissed me again, I smiled and uttered while opening my eyes, "how did you know?"

I heard him chuckle a little from behind me, "I felt it."

I think I will never forget this moment. It sort of charged my body. For a long time, I had been caged in my own sorrows. I had no clue how I would ever get out of it and accept my body again. Bht Emmet’s extreme desire to be with me made me feel alive, love myself again.

"Hmmm," I snuggled onto his chest, closing my eyes again. He was holding me tight, his shirt slightly open but buttoned at the bottom. We had put our clothes back on after our little session.

I was happy.

No! I was ecstatic.

It was an amazing time. My body had finally moved past that trauma—at least to the point that it didn’t freak out at my mate’s touch.

"You know—after you take your revenge, we’ll have the best wedding."

This time, his words made me wake up on my own. I lifted my face from his chest and looked into his eyes. He was really thinking about marrying me? About marking and accepting me? I was the happiest in that moment.

He was smiling, pleased with himself for breaking my sleep once again.

"You will wait for me?" I asked, and he frowned.

"It’s the bare minimum, Helanie. It’s not like you’re asking me to stay away from you, and even if you were, I’d still wait," he replied, looking surprised that I had even asked.

"Thank you," I uttered, still feeling shy because I had always seen him as my professor. Lying on top of my professor’s chest in the backseat of his car made me feel so naughty.

The fact that he seemed more alive again made me wonder if he did tell the truth when he said he loves me more than he loved Azura.

I shyly leaned over and kissed him on the lips before hiding my face in his chest again. He snickered.

"I want to devour you—like bite you!" he hissed, hugging me so tight I felt my bones crack a little.

"Be careful, you’re a little stronger than me," I muttered.

"A little, you say?" he joked, making me lift my head and stare at his face.

He was so damn good-looking. From living a life of loneliness and desperation to lying on top of the most handsome, sexiest guy ever—it was really a good start.

However, while we were on the topic of fate, I couldn’t help but remember something.

"What happened?" he noticed the change in my expression immediately.

"When I ventured out into the snow, I thought I was dying until—" I was so shocked that I hadn’t thought about it again.

"Until?" His way of always being so attentive when listening to me gave me a warm feeling.

"I saw a woman in the snow." I zoned out.

He gently touched my cheek, bringing me back to reality.

"It was a woman—I remember her clearly now. She was wearing a white dress and was floating in the air." I sighed, shaking my head.