Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 117

**The Goodbye That Never Reached You and My Life Chasing 117**

**Chapter 117**

**Norah’s POV**

“Oh? Engaging in some intimate activities, are we?”

The words rolled off Mateo’s tongue with a lazy mockery, his voice dripping with a teasing familiarity that sent a shiver down my spine. “Let me guess… Lucien, with those clumsy hands of yours, do you honestly think you can satisfy my Nono?”

Heat rushed to my cheeks, a flush of embarrassment and anger. I instinctively reached for the phone, desperate to end the conversation, but Lucien had other plans. He tightened his grip around my waist, squeezing in that spot where he knew I was particularly sensitive.

A sharp, involuntary moan escaped my lips, betraying my composure.

“Can’t you hear it yourself?” Lucien’s voice was cold, laced with a possessive edge. “Does she sound satisfied to you?”

The heavy sound of Mateo’s breathing filled the speaker, each inhale thick with tension and desire.

“Nono, tell me… is he kissing you right now? On his knees for you like a dog? Or is he already inside you…? No, I doubt it. He always hesitates at the last second.”

His crude words sent a tremor through my body, igniting a mix of shame and exhilaration.

Mateo’s voice continued, darker and more intense now, the subtle rustle of fabric hinting at his own arousal.

“And I—Nono—I’m thinking about you right now. Imagining how breathtaking you look when you open your legs for me… far more beautiful than when you’re beneath him.”

The memory flooded back, vivid and intoxicating—the time in the car when Mateo had teased me mercilessly with just his fingers, playing me like a finely tuned instrument until I was on the verge of breaking apart.

Now, Lucien’s hand slipped between my thighs, his fingers finding me with an almost painful precision, pushing deep inside me and drawing me toward that same precipice of pleasure.

Mateo’s voice slithered through the phone, each word a seductive whisper.

“I’m wondering… what if it was the three of us? Picture it, Nono. You on your knees between us, me behind you, Lucien in front of you. My hands on your body while you take him in your mouth. Both of us moving with you, in perfect sync. Do you think you could handle that, hmm?”

A blinding flash of heat exploded behind my eyes.

Shame, desire, betrayal, fury, and an insatiable craving tangled together, pulling me under into a whirlpool of conflicting emotions.

In my mind, images collided—

Lucien holding me close, kissing me breathless…

Mateo pressing against my back, his arms enveloping me in a possessive embrace…

Two powerful men closing in on me from both sides, leaving no room for escape, pushing me past every boundary I thought I had established.

**16:30 Mon, Dec 8 EQ**

**Chapter 117**

“Ah—”

Another moan tore from my lips, unbidden and raw. My entire body trembled, an aching emptiness spreading through me, demanding more and more.

I snapped, the last vestiges of restraint crumbling.

My fingers dug into Lucien’s shoulders as I lifted my hips, actively chasing the rhythm of his hand, the exquisite sensation of his touch.

Lucien’s eyes darkened, a fiery intensity igniting within him, fueled by my response and Mateo’s taunting words.

With a swift motion, he yanked my underwear down, his fingers plunging into me without hesitation. He knew precisely where to press, where to stroke, and in that moment, my world shattered into a million fragments.

“You hear that, Vega?” he rasped, his voice thick with desire. “She’s calling for more.”

“I hear her…” Mateo’s response was equally ragged, the sounds in the background escalating, rougher and more urgent.

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