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This was some Game of Thrones, incest as fuck, brother and sister making out.
“You keep shit from me all the time in the pretense of ‘protecting me.’ I was just doing the same fucking thing.” Beck’s lips twitched, and he nodded. “Touché, baby.”
“I’m bossy because I fucking love you, Butterfly. I’m not letting anyone take you away from me. But … if it was important to you, I wouldn’t have stood in your way. I would have just made sure that we were prepared for anything. I would have had backup.” He reached out and cupped my face, his hand rough and soft at the same time. “I won’t stand in your way, baby, but I will stand at your side, where I belong.”
He stilled, the storminess of his eyes fading to something almost silvery. That was how they looked when he was happy. Content. He reached up, his other hand cupping my face, too, and in true Beck style, he slammed our mouths together. The kiss was hard and punishing at first before it gentled to loving touches of lips and tongue and hands.
“Okay,” he replied, shocking the shit out of me. “Take the long route. I want you to savor this.” His grin turned wolfish. “Because it’s the only time I’m ever letting you drive this car.” I snorted a laugh as I threw the gear shift into reverse and hooked out of the parking lot we were in. “We’ll see about that, Sebastian. After all, I am your girlfriend.”
“There are two things I need you to remember, Butterfly,” he said softly. “One: Catherine is going to pay for what she has done. In every way possible, she will regret the day she hurt you.”
“Two: your parents loved you very much. I didn’t even have to meet them to know this, because you are so fucking lovable. But, and I don’t say this to take away from them .... you have so much love and family in your world still. I fucking love you. An unconditional sort of love. It doesn’t matter how you fuck up, Riles, you’ll always have me. I’m your family.”
I chuckled through fresh tears—pretty amazing I had any moisture left in my body to cry at this point, but apparently there was some. “You’re quite the poet when you’re not punching people or shooting someone in the head.” Beck shrugged. “What can I say … I’m a man of many talents.” That was very true. Very, very true.
Loving and trusting someone didn’t mean you had no secrets, it meant that you trusted them to ensure their secrets never came back to hurt you.
“You shouldn’t call other women whores,” I said softly. “We should be sticking together in this fucked up world, not dividing amongst ourselves through petty jealousy. My shine doesn’t dim yours, love.”
“You are my life, Riley. My fucking life, heart, and soul.” His hand slammed against his chest. “Without you, there is no fucking me, so yes, he almost killed me.”
“My uncle and I are going to have some stern words about the needless destruction of beautiful cars,” I said with a thick coating of anger. “And about his casual disregard for our lives.”
“You’re not going to fight me on Dante?” I asked again. Beck shook his head. “No, Butterfly. I can’t fucking deny you anything. If you want Dante in your life, then I won’t stand in your way. But I will stand at your back and make sure that fucker doesn’t put a knife in it again.” A smile burst across my face. “You’re so sweet,” I said, leaning over to kiss him, forcing myself to ignore the pain. Eddy cracked up then. “Only Riley would think that was sweet. You’re both as fucked as each other.” She wasn’t wrong.
Fuck it. Who needed coffee when you could wake up with multiple orgasms from Beck’s magic dick?
