Never Let Me Go (Inevitably You, #2)

by Lyla Dane

I wondered briefly if the boy I’d known was somewhere behind that wall, banging his fists against it, wishing he could find a way out.

“You’re a monster,” I hissed at the stranger in the mirror.

“I’m the sky and you’re the stars, Gav. You’re stuck with me.”

I was a scared child in the body of a grown man, so spineless I couldn’t even stand up for myself.

If I was breaking apart, I wanted to do it so thoroughly no one could ever put me back together again.

He was free, and I let myself be chained like the pathetic dog I was.

Beck was as perfect as perfect could get. As good as they came. A blond-haired, blue-eyed angel on Earth. And I was the fucking devil.

“If you still care about me at all, you’ll do this for me. Please. Please. Just do this for me. Just get rid of me.”

I wasn’t doing this for the man he was now, but the boy he used to be. Because no matter what he did now, I would always love that boy. Always.

I’ll see you in a couple hours, princess.” I’d never tell him, but when he called me that, it made my chest burn with pleasure. It made me feel precious when I’d spent a lifetime feeling worthless.

I wanted him to kiss me gently on the cheek like he did last Friday, or hold me in his arms again.

“Why would I let you go when you just came back to me? You begged me to never leave you again, do you remember that? And I promised you. I promised you I wouldn’t.”

He was okay with princess, but not baby? I’d call him that whenever I fucking wanted. He was mine now.

I wanted to throw him over my shoulder and carry him to the bed, then curl myself around him and never let him go.

I wondered when the last time anyone took care of him was, the last time someone had given him pleasure. Had given him what he needed.

But I was mad, wasn’t I? Or I was sad. I wanted to fight him. Wanted him to pin me to the bed. Dominate me.

“Is that it? You need me to handle you, princess?”

“What do you need, princess? You need me to punish you for being so rude?”

“Say please, princess.” “Please, please, please, please, please,” I whined.

He’d almost completely let his guard down now, and I wanted to worship him for that.

The real Gavin had been buried miles beneath the surface, screaming into a void that no sound could ever escape from. And I’d just left him down there.

You deserve the world, Gavin. I’m gonna kill that vicious inner voice that’s been hissing nothing but lies at you. I’m gonna talk to you until all you hear is my voice inside your head. Mine and yours. The way it always should have been. Just me and you.”

I was his fucking first? I’d be his last, too. His everything. Forever his.

“Are you mad that I loved fucking your tight virgin hole, princess? Does it piss you off that I’m the only one who’s ever gotten to see how fucking sexy you are when you come?”

“Yeah, but I’m your little shit.”

“I’m the sky and you’re the stars, remember? It’s my job to hold you up and let you shine. So let me do my job, baby.”

I didn’t want him to see me like this. Because maybe then he would realize he’d given his love to the wrong person.

He’s like a feral cat you nursed back to sanity.

“How are you real?” he whispered. “I honestly think I died and this is my version of heaven because you’re too good for this world, Beck.”

You’re my dick and my asshole.”

It’s free. For you, it’s free. There is no price I wouldn’t pay to make sure you’re safe. To make sure you’re where you belong.”

“Yeah but I’m your little shit,”