Seeing Red (Bliss Peak #2)

by Shon

To everyone brave enough to chase their bliss today because they know tomorrow isn’t promised.

His voice was softer than I expected and his smile was brighter than I expected. That was probably helped by the gold adorning his teeth, but still…

Did I feel like he was silently judging me every time we were in the same room? Yes. Was it enough for me to stop entering the damn rooms? No.

How did I tell him it had zero to do with me being a writer and everything to do with the lust burning my blood at this point?

“Just wanted you to have something you liked here.” It was stuff like that that made it impossible for me to kick both of them out of my wildest daydreams. Noah with his attentiveness and need for quality time. And Greyson with his broodiness and silent acts of service.

“We weren’t working. Hadn’t been working for months. It took me a while to realize what he was doing for all that time was abuse. I thought just because he hadn’t put his hands on me that I was just being sensitive. Later, my therapist told me it was emotional abuse, and abusers banked on their victims not knowing that.”

“It was everything I used to want with him, but by the time he wanted to give it to me, I didn’t give a fuck anymore. The thought of raising kids with him gave me a god damn panic attack. I didn’t want to make a child endure our toxic version of love.”

Noah deserved the softest, most secure love and one day he would believe it.

That was love, in its simplest form. Wanting the best for someone. Sometimes even if they didn’t want the best for themselves.

I swore I wanted to be aloof and mysterious, but I’d never quite mastered the art of shutting the fuck up.

I thought about laying her at the center of my bed and treating her body like the altar it was.

The thought of them together made heat pool in my veins and fantasies unravel faster than I could catalog them.

Another hard pull against my strands and my scalp stung from the pain while pleasure shot down my spine, straight to my dick. “Keep fucking her, baby, and you better not stop until she’s full of your cum.”

I missed having someone inside of me. I missed someone holding me down while they fucked into me with abandon. I missed being worshiped and used, fucked nastily and adored in the same breath. I missed somebody wanting me and showing it.

“Come on, Red. You can lie to yourself, just don’t do it to me.”

“And whatever this thing is you have going on with Noah, I need y’all to figure it out. You want both of us? Have both of us. But you need to understand that he is the only man I will share you with.” “Greyson.” “Are we clear on that?”

“Good fucking girl.” Holy shit, this man was going to be the end of me.

“Please, True. I just wanna be good for you.”

“Yes, Noah.” The fullness was everything I wanted and the man beneath me was everything I needed.

“Are you going to run until I catch you or give up and beg for mercy? Do you want a fight? Or do you want me to use you however I want? Do you want me to punish you? Do you want it to hurt? If I told you to get on your fucking knees and undo my pants, would it be too much? Would you let me fuck your throat in the woods until I came?”

Greyson Wolfe, master of fucking calm, cool and distant was rambling because he kissed me.

The whole time I sat there, I couldn’t understand how two people could feel more like my family than the one I was born into, but Greyson and True were home.

And the way he took it, the way he let me devour his mouth like it was a hiding place for my tongue, told me maybe he wanted that too. Or I was delusional from the way his erection twitched in his pants every time I kissed him harder.

but now I wanted him to touch me. Wanted him to know there wasn’t a wrong way to please me because half my pleasure came from him wanting to in the first place.

“I have ADHD, I’m dyslexic, and it took me six years to graduate college.

His parents were a different type of vile. I would never be able to erase the urgency in Noah’s tone from my memory while he tried to tell me everything “wrong” with him like they were something worth not loving him for.

“These aren’t dirty little secrets, Noah. I don’t need a warning label to know if I wanna be with you, and I’m sorry anyone ever made you feel like that was the case.”

“What are we, Grey?” “You’re mine.”

None of them ever told me I was too much or that I should be different than exactly who I was.

Now, it meant everything. Greyson had always meant everything to me. He was the best of me, more than my best friend. And that had shifted in the past month into something deeper.

“All of it, Red. Put your hands behind your back and let me fuck your throat.”