My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13

Avery’s pov

My eyes widen and I quickly pushed Xade’s lips from my p*ssy, swiftly closing my legs and hopping off the counter while tugging down his huge shirt to block my nudeness, a furious flush on my cheeks as I stared at an older looking Xade. Xaden eyes, blue and very identical to Xade’s, gleam with amusement.

“Oh don’t stop on my account,” he clicked his tongue, a smirk forming on his lips.” You seem to be enjoying yourself there little V.”

Oh God kill me now. I had not expected Xaden.

‘s older brother

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to walk in on Xade cating me out on his counter. spotted earlier darkened even more when he bursted out in laughter. I am mortified.

Xade groaned, rolling his eyes, and turn to pin his brother with an irritated glare. “What are you doing back here? Thought I told you to come later on.”

I push closer to Xade, hiding behind his bigger body. my hands fi*ting the back of his shirt. I am acting childish. like a shy young kid who is hiding behind their parent on their first day of school.

Xaden raised an eyebrow and shot him a look of amusement. “Now that’s no way to greet your brother who just saved your a*s from being homeless. I’d ask you how you’re liking the new place, but you already seem to be enjoying it quite well already.” he snorted.

shrink from his sight while hiding my red checks.” There’s something called knocking. Any sane

see my little brother in the act. Who would have thought little V

Oh. My. God.

arms and started walking away, his hands under my a*s olding me up. But of course, Xaden being Xaden wouldn’t let us just walk away without

meals.” Xaden teased, making Xade flip him and disappear with me down the hall. I pred, burying my head on his

the floor open up and

firstborn. Though the two shared very similar

He was like an older brother to me too, which makes this even more

me to a huge master room that made me peel away from his shoulder to stare at the place in awe. The room was very spacious, with high ceilings

25. 4ON.

pushing away the mess of clothes he had just thrown on the covers. “Sorry baby, it’s a mess in here. I’ll clean it up.” he straightens

blush like that,”

hand away. You should have locked the door.” I accused, making

a hand through his tousles hair, the strands messy from my fingers being buried in them and tugging earlier. “Sorry baby, I get distracted

face.

leaning forward, his heated eyes c tempting me to look for

u’re

part into a smirk, a knowing smirk that told me he knew that he affected me the same way I clearly