Chapter 21 21
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“I like you, Alice.” Tristian breathed.
Alice’s limbs stayed frozen. Her cold hands refused to move as she stared into those deep unreadable eyes. Tristian’s confession echoed in her mind like a forbidden truth she was never meant to hear.
Her brother-in-law likes her.
The words felt unreal, sinful even. Yet the sincerity in his voice left no room for doubt.
“I really do, Alice.” Tristian said in a steady voice “I don’t care about my brother. All I know is that I want to protect you, from betrayal, from pain, from everyone who never saw your worth.”
He moved closer. His shadow merged with hers in the dark room. “Tell me.” he whispered, “are you ready to accept Nick? Ready to forgive the man who never showed you a single moment of tenderness?”
Alice’s lips parted but no words came. Her throat tightened. Emotions clawed at her chest. It was true that she could never forgive Nick. For the neglect, for the cruelty even.
Her silence said everything.
Tristian’s gaze darkened. An unreadable storm brewed behind his calm exterior. For a moment, Alice felt the air around them shift.
“I won’t force you.” Tristian said quietly. “But I’ll ask you one last time…” His eyes searched hers. “Do you want me, Alice?”
Alice's lips parted but no words came out. Her heart was a storm of guilt and longing.
Did she want him? Yes, more than she wanted to admit.
But to want him was to cross a line she wasn’t supposed to cross.
Still, the thought of Tristian with another woman made her chest tighten painfully, as if someone had stolen her breath. Alice couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t lose the only man who made her feel seen… wanted.
“I want you.” Alice whispered shakily, then broke into a sob, burying her face against his neck.
Tristian exhaled slowly. His arms immediately circled her trembling form.
“I want to mark you as mine, Alice,” he murmured. “Can I?”
Alice sniffled. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears and she gave a small, trembling nod.
A faint smile curved Tristian’s lips, not one of arrogance but of relief. The longing that had tormented him for so long finally had an answer.
“Good.” he whispered, brushing his thumb along her damp cheek. “You won’t cry anymore. I’m yours now, Alice. And you’re mine.”
Alice nodded again. Her pulse raced unsteadily. Fear and desire warred inside her, yet one truth burned brighter than either–she wanted him too.
Tristian stood on his knees. His gaze never left her face. The air thickened between them while he began to unbutton his shirt, his eyes fixed on the innocence and hesitation painted across Alice's beautiful, trembling features.
Alice’s breath faltered when the dim moonlight revealed his toned chest. Shadows traced the hard lines of his body. Her fingers curled against the sheets and her heart raced wildly.
Tristian leaned closer. His warmth surrounded her. In that moment, all her hesitation melted away.
Alice reached for him, pulling him in until their lips met. When their lips closed, it wasn’t rushed, it was deep, slow, full of all the feelings they had both tried to hide.
Alice’s fingers found his shoulders, clinging to him as if afraid he might fade away. Tristian’s hand slid to her back, holding her close, steadying her trembling body.
The kiss grew softer, more tender as though he was trying to pour every unspoken promise into her soul.
When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested gently against hers. Their breaths mingled, hearts still racing.
“Is it your first time?”
Alice looked at him with wide, innocent eyes. In a world where girls easily gave themselves away, she had chosen to keep herself pure for her husband.
But it seemed that now, after marriage, she’d was going to give herself to her brother-in-law.
She nodded softly, murmuring, “Yes.”
Tristian’s smile deepened and his eyes darkened with something raw. “Damn! I can’t believe it. You’re my pure angel, Alice.”
He buried his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. “You smell so fucking good.” he rasped, voice thick with hunger.
Tristian descended on her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses, sucking at her skin with greedy heat. Alice pressed her lips together, stifling moans each time his teeth grazed her soft flesh or his lips claimed her neck.
“Mmm~”
His tongue traced over her skin, cursing under his breath at how intoxicatingly sweet she was. Knowing she was his first only fanned the fire of his desire.
Tristian closed his eyes, struggling to hold back the needy monster.
“Are you ready?”
Alice’s stomach fluttered with nerves. Her lips were dry and a heat pooled between her legs. She met his gaze. Worry and need warred in her eyes and she nodded shakily.
Tristian’s hand slid to the zipper of his pants. Alice’s body tensed at the sound of his belt unbuckling. It was all so new, the way he touched her, kissed her, made her feel—every motion igniting something deep inside her.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” he promised.
Tristian stripped off his clothes, tossing them aside, then grabbed the sleeve of her dress. Alice followed his gaze while he slipped his hands down her dress to her neck before ripping it open.
She gasped at the desperation in his touch.
Her mind spun when he slowly pulled down her panties, leaving her completely bare before him.
Heat twisted in her stomach at being so exposed. Tristian’s fingers traced down to her wet core, rubbing her softly, sending shivers through her. Alice’s hand flew to his bicep, clinging to him as waves of sensation overtook her.
“Ah~”
She moaned, dripping with need as his fingers rubbed her gently. Her folds throbbed under his touch. Alice bit her pink lips, trying to suppress herself.
“Your pussy says, it needs me more than you’re willing to admit, Alice. So fucking wet!” he rasped with hunger before slowly slipping his middle finger inside her.
“Ahhh~”
Alice arched her chest. Shivers coursed through her while his thick finger stretched her. Tristian moved it in and out, eliciting soft, desperate moans that only fueled his growing hardness.
Alice gripped the bedsheet, pulling it in slowly. Tristian’s lust-filled gaze roamed over her exposed chest, lingering on her round breasts. His other hand flew to one, squeezing it firmly. “Mmmh~”
Alice's sensual moans spilled out. Tristian increased the speed of his fingers, preparing her, sending goosebumps through her body. She jerked sharply when he added another finger, thrusting in rhythmically and then another.
“Don’t make a sound. I bet you don't want your mother to know how good your brothe-in-law makes you feel.” he husked.
Alice’s cheeks flushed crimson. Her eyes rolled back as her pussy throbbed with need, and she gasped sharply when he pulled his fingers out, leaving her aching and empty.
“Ready for some steamy sex, angel?”
His deep, needy voice made her shiver, nearly sending her over the edge. She had never imagined he could look this irresistible.
Soft moans escaped her lips and her eyes widened when his dick brushed against her core.
Alice searched his gaze, looking for a hint of emotion, but Tristian’s expression remained restrained, yet the heat in his eyes spoke volumes.
“Aaaah~”
Alice cried out as the tip of his thick dick began to enter her. Her lips parted in sharp pain. Her hands clenched and slapped the bedsheet with helpless need. Tristian bit down on his own lips, pushing in slowly.
“Goddamnit!”
He slammed himself fully inside her. Alice’s mouth fell open, eyes widening before Tristian covered her mouth with his hand to muffle her screams.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, clenching tightly around him. He was so big, so impossibly big and her body couldn’t take it all at once.
Tears slid down her cheeks. Her muffled cries lost against his palm.
Tristian pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her fiercely. Alice responded, using the kiss to push through the searing pain below.
Tristian cupped her trembling face in his hands. “It’ll be over soon, Alice. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.” he murmured softly.
Alice hiccupped, clutching him tightly. He stayed still, waiting until her breathing evened out. “Can I move now, angel?” he asked gently.
Fear lingered in her chest but impatience pressed them both forward. Alice gave a tentative, scared nod. The sensation of his cock inside her felt so overwhelmed.
Tristian held her close, moving himself slowly inside her. Alice bit her lips as a wall inside her broke.
“Aahm~”
“You feel so fucking good!” Tristian groaned with pleasure.
Alice struggled to adjust. Tears slipped from her eyes as the initial pain slowly melted into pleasure.
Both of them were lost entirely in the moment, forgetting the night, forgetting the world, existing only in each other.
Sinfully.