My Jealous Alpha Stepbrother
Chapter 102

Becky

I’m so confused right now. Elijah suddenly looks gorgeous. He is gorgeous. There aren’t any other words to describe him. Or at least I lack the brain cells to do it since I’m going dumber by the second.

Beautiful people make me nervous, and since I usually stand no chance with them, I flirt without a filter. But this… this is my mate, and that means I can touch him, k**s him… feel him.

My head spins with possibilities while Elijah looks at me expectantly. It takes a while, but soon, I gather enough courage to grab his cheeks and study him.

A chuckle escapes him, and there is a cleft in his cheek, a charming dimple that grows deeper. “What are you doing?”

“Studying you.”

Elijah doesn’t seem to mind me poking him in the face. He smiles wider and lays perfectly still on his side, right in front of me. “I see… so… what do you think?”

“I don’t know what I think…” I mumble.

“What do you mean? How can you not know?” Elijah looks genuinely confused. It sobers me a little from my state of shock.

“Well…”

“Well?” Elijah blinks, and a crease forms between his eyebrows. “Well, what? Talk to me.”

Oh, I wish I could do that, but I’m embarrassed. Elijah looks classy and refined, entirely out of my freaking league.

I swallow thickly, trying to replace the right words. “You know when someone with a huge beard suddenly shaves, and you realize they secretly are…” I can’t say it. My face is burning.

Elijah seems to notice how flustered I am, and a slow, teasing grin curls his lips. “You realize they are what, Duchess?”

My heart is pounding way too fast for what is normal. “You know what? I think I’m just going to go and shower.”

Elijah’s handsome face contorts, amused. And so handsome. “Are you trying to escape from me?”

“No, but… we are going to the vampire realm tomorrow, and there are no showers. I better freshen up now.”

“Ah, good point,” Elijah is still wearing this huge smile. “Mind if I join you? I can soap you up and rub your back,” there is a gleam in his eye, and that smile soon turns into a dark smirk. “And you can help me wash my back. It’s hard to reach.”

I like the sound of that. “Ummm… sure?”

Elijah, who I’m still connected to, hauls me into his big arms and k****s my cheek. There is a sound when he plops out of me, and it feels so dirty that the horny side of my brain activates again.

Luckily, my mate doesn’t notice and says, “Let’s get you clean.”

Elijah tightens his hold of me, and more shock ripples through me when he effortlessly walks away. I’m not prepared for how weightless I feel in Elijah’s arms or how defined his muscles look. Especially his arms and broad-a*s shoulders.

Like, seriously. I don’t know where to look. Everywhere my eyes go, there is just… so much of Elijah. Huge muscles, abs, v-lines—you name it, he have it. I’m so lost in his new appearance that I don’t realize we have changed our location.

Water suddenly rains over us, and Elijah places me down, grinning a bit when I shrink back against the tiled wall. I can’t stop staring at him. He was tall before, but now he seems taller and has the muscle to boot.

It has rendered me speechless, and Elijah must realize I’m shocked by the size difference. Gentle amusement dances in his eyes as he tilts his head to look down at me.

“Duchess…” he places a hand on the tiled war, locking me between it and his huge hulking body. “You shrunk.”

I nervously laugh because what else do you do in this situation? Elijah dwarfs me, and my heart is thundering.

He is just… my goodness.

My eyes stay locked on his face, and Elijah smirks before gripping my sides with his large hands. A surprised mewl leaves my lips when my feet are no longer on the ground. I’m pressed against the wall with nowhere to go, and I shudder when his chest touches mine.

“I’m sure you’ve noticed, but when an incubus makes love with their mate, he regains his strength,” he murmurs and gently touches my cheek. It would be so easy to get lost in his eyes. “And now, Duchess, I can love you properly.”

Elijah leans in and takes my lips by storm. It’s such a great k**s. I can feel it in my core and loop my legs around him. He is tall, so my legs end up wrapped around his upper abs as I cling to him like a monkey.

We k**s, and we k**s, and when I need air, my fingers are still in his dark hair. He looks up at me through the fringe of his dark lashes, holding me against the wall as the water sluices off our bodies.

“Well?”

I giggle. “Are you fishing for compliments?”

“Yes.”

A snort escapes me. “Fine… you want to hear something wild? I think you’re the sexiest dark-haired man I’ve ever seen.”

Elijah frowns at my words, and I think I see a hint of jealousy in his dark brown eyes. “Because the sexiest man you’ve ever seen is white-haired, and his name starts with an M?”

Seriously? “No!” I laugh. “I just… I just normally prefer blondes.”

The frown on Elijah’s face only deepens, and he slides me off his body. At first, I think he is mad, but he reaches for a shampoo bottle behind me and squeezes out some in his hands.

Is he… planning on washing my hair?

My chest warms at the thought, and I let Elijah turn me around. His fingers replace my scalp. It’s an instant pleasure, and I close my eyes while he grumbles behind me.

“What else do you prefer?”

“Hmm? Prefer?” I’m pressing my palms against the tiled wall while Elijah is working my hair, and I won’t lie, it’s hard to focus on the question.

“What sort of things do you look at first when it comes to a man’s appearance…”

“Oh…” I fight a grimace. “You sure you wanna go there?” I’m a complete and utter p*****t, and his view of me would be ruined if I told him.

“Tell me.”

“I don’t know…”

Elijah g****s in frustration. “I need to know!”

Is that possessiveness in his tone? Elijah also sounds… insecure. It baffles me. The man has nothing to be—

It hits me then, and I gasp while his hands are still in my hair. My mate asked me what I thought of him, and then he thought I was more into Misha; it all makes sense now: Elijah doesn’t think I want him!

The realization makes me turn around. Elijah pauses, shocked—I don’t know. I’m not looking at his face but staring straight at his chest, abs, and pecs, which I attack with k****s immediately.

I talk in between k****s. “I’m… bad… at… intimacy… but… you’re hot… these abs are beautiful.”

Elijah is standing deathly still but yelps when my hands lower to his bubble butt to pinch it.

I laugh in delight. “I have a thing for butts… I actually think I’m a gay man stuck in a woman’s body because I would love to just grab you and—”

I stop talking when Elijah looks down at me, half-amused, half-perplexed by the weird s**t coming out of my mouth. I was about to tell him I would love to f**k his a*s, which is odd. Like… normal people don’t say stuff like that, but in my defense, it’s a compliment!

Still, my cheeks turn more molten the longer he stares. I don’t know what to say, though, so I do something bold to distract him. I grip his a*s again and k**s around his c**k, smiling when he g****s above me.

A hand winds up in my hair, and Elijah pushes me against his c**k, silently begging me to take it into my mouth. It’s hot. I’m suddenly desperate to please him, and since I know it will drive him more insane, I take the head into my mouth while my hand grips his length.

“Oh f**k…” Elijah g****s. “You’re going to be the death of me, Becky.”

Satisfaction rolls through me. There isn’t a better feeling in the world than pleasuring a big man who is naturally stronger than you but who turns into a lamb under your touch.

My smile only grows, and I pull back Elijah’s foreskin, taking him deep into my throat. I think he likes it messy and sloppy, and I get my saliva all over his c**k while the showerhead sprays us with water.

“Becky….” Elijah hisses my name, and I push my tongue harder against his veiny member while taking him in and out of my mouth.

I’m determined to make Elijah reach his o****m. I’ve never been this motivated in my entire life. I’m also incredibly turned on because Elijah’s sounds are HOT.

I can’t help but touch myself while I suck him. Elijah is so gorgeous, and once I’m done sucking him, he will be a happy mate who knows EXACTLY how much I want him.