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I’m already wet just thinking about what you’ll do to me. Beastie Drop to my knees and eat you out. Come all over your tits. Fuck your face. Eat you out again. Fill you up. Tie you up. And that’s just the first round. Holy shit. Me Can I touch myself?
“You’re going to pay for this, beastie,” I fire back. “I’m counting on it, baby,” he chuckles. “I’ll see you soon.”
“The world is full of monsters, Hallie. But these guys? They’re the good ones disguised as the bad. Just remember that.”
“I guess I’ll just have to see how far I can push her before she runs.” “That’s the spirit. Good luck, bro.”
“Who are you, Conan Quinn? Who are you really?” His Adam’s apple bobs. “I’m an ex-underground, turned professional MMA fighter. I run a garage to fix my cars. And I’m a Quinn. Which means Irish Mafia. Born and bred.”
“Are you mad at me?” he murmurs into the top of my head. “I’m more mad that you’ve been edging me for hours.” He pulls back, cupping my face. “I’ll resolve that for you, baby.”
“So what am I now to you? Your on-call nurse, your fuck buddy, your friend, your cheerleader at fights?” His fingers squeeze my throat. “You forgot the comedian,”
“Funny. Beautiful. Sexy. Smart. Kind. Caring.” I start to blush as he reels them out. “You forgot horny.”
Wrapping my leg tighter around his waist, I roll my hips over his cock. “We could, just quickly,” I whisper against his lips, biting back my grin. “You think you can tell me what to do?”
“Eat me out.” He blows out a breath. “Alright. You win. Tell me what to do whenever you want, trouble.”
“Don’t pout like that unless you want me to lay you over the table and kiss the life out of you.” Her eyes go wide and that blush spreads up her neck. “And that’s a problem, because?”
It’s as hard as Conan’s cock to concentrate.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Conan growls in my ear. “Chase me.”
“I—I can’t be quiet.” He chuckles and thrusts his fingers inside my needy pussy. “Oh, I know.” As he pulls his fingers out, he steps behind me and runs his hand up my throat, then shoves his soaked digits into my mouth, deep. “Problem solved.”
“Be a good boy and clean me up so I don’t make a mess on your seats.”
“If my face is between your legs, no one can see your sweet pussy. Only me. I’ll do as you demand, darlin’. Then you’re my good little slut tonight.”
Holy shit. I’m getting eaten out on the hood of a Bugatti in a parking lot. I’ve officially lost my mind.
“Such a gentleman. Hey, I thought I was driving?” He chuckles. “After how hard you just came? I don’t think your legs can take the drive.”
She’s wrecked and still radiant.
One lie can’t destroy everything we’ve built…can it?
“Darlin’, I’ve got more than enough money for us to travel the world and never work again. And a private jet to take us wherever we want. Don’t kill yourself saving. I’ve got you.” She opens her mouth to argue, then snaps it shut. “You’re rich? Wow. I really did hit the jackpot. Treat me like a queen, beastie.”
“I’m joking. I’d still date you if you were broke. I fell for you because you’re funny… and very, very persistent.” I link my fingers with hers, grounding myself in the feel of her. She pouts, mind clearly spinning. She’s too fucking cute. “Oh, and you’re probably the hottest man I’ve seen on this planet. That helps. Even if the money goes, you’ll still be fine as hell and know how to fuck.”
“I am your bodyguard. The rest doesn’t matter. I’m keeping you far away from that side of my life. I just need you to know it exists. That it’s part of me.”
I didn’t want her to look at me like I was a monster. I wanted her to be proud of me. Not terrified. Not running.
She’s not just a woman. She’s an obsession. A fire under my skin I’ll never be free of.
“Yeah. The first legal thing I’ve done in my life.” “Conan! Seriously?” “Probably. I’m a naughty boy, Hallie. You sure you can cope?”
“You think you can order me around, beastie? Hmm?” “Don’t think so, know so. But it goes both ways.”
I’ll have a fun date planned the second I step foot back in Pennsylvania.” “Hmm. I might be busy that day,” I tease. “I don’t care. I’ll just steal you from wherever you are and take you on the date anyway. I need my fix of Hallie the second I’m home.”
“I’ve always wanted to smother a patient with a pillow, like they do in films.”
“First it was the damn map on the desk, now it’s smothering. You need to watch less TV.” “Have you done that before?” I ask. “No. I’m much more creative than a fucking pillow.”
Who the fuck doesn’t take their cell out with them? Someone that doesn’t want to be tracked I’d assume.
motions for me to give him the phone. “I swear to God, since Dad died, I’ve inherited two new ones.” “Because you behave like our child.” Touché.
“It’s like I’m a kid playing doctors and nurses. Except, this time, it’s real.” I lean in closer, whispering. “And I don’t have a fucking clue what I’m doing.”
“Would you like some pain relief, sir?” I ask Ben. “I want you to stop.” I shake my head slowly. “Okay. I’ll take that as a no. Now take a deep breath for me and relax, Ben. This will probably sting.”
“Why do you always try to belittle her?” I tilt my head. “It’s the small dick, isn’t it? Men like you always lash out when they get rejected.”
“Oh, how tragic. A man who cares for her. Makes her come violently. Would kill her prick of an ex without blinking.”
“Yeah. I’m still alive. You could’ve killed me twice now.” I roll my eyes. “Only because I want you alive, silly.”
“Fuck you.” He spits at me and I duck it easily. “No, thanks. Even if I did swing that way, I’d want someone who performs better. You looked like a rabbit on crack fucking that girl on the couch. She looked bored. Probably how Hallie felt too.”
message attached. I start carving. “Oh, the ‘s’ is kinda tricky.” Finn chuckles beside me. “Takes some practice, Con.”
Love, Conan. “I went for elegance. Wanted it to feel personal.”
You’d think after a week of having a door slammed in your face, you’d get the message and stop coming back. Especially after the fifth day.
Fuck, if I can’t have Hallie, I don’t want anyone. I might never get my dick wet again.
Because he is my person. I know that. And soul mates aren’t supposed to treat you like this. But soul mates don’t hide who they truly are from each other—monster or not.
“Take another step closer, and I’ll shoot you in the dick, Conan.”
“Leave me alone,” I shout. He shakes his head but stays where he is. “I can’t do that, trouble,” he tells me quietly. “Why the hell not?” “Because…” He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. My heart almost stops. Not now. He can’t do this to me now. “Because I love—”
“Yes. And I’d kill him all over again for you. I’d kill anyone who hurts you, trouble.” “You hurt me too,” I whisper, holding back my tears. He slowly lifts his hand to me, wrapping his fingers around the gun, and I let go. His touch feels like fire. “Then you have permission to do whatever you need to do. I told you before, I’m included in that list.”
“You’ll always be everything to me, Hallie. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life. I’ll love you until I die. You are my first and only love, trouble.”
“You’re stalking me. My dad always told me it’s okay to shoot in extreme circumstances.” “Your dad was a clever man.”
This good enough? I open the attachment and smile. Ben’s club engulfed in flames.
Their ‘safe house’ isn’t even remotely safe. No one is safe in Pennsylvania.
