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“And we’ll get through it together. Whatever comes our way, mayhem, murder, or bloodbaths, you have all of us right here by your side,” Tey replies back so seriously, all humor gone, and a dark look in his eyes as he mentions murder. As if he dares anyone to come after those he loves.
“For once… I’m not worried. This feels right. It’s time our fathers were taken down and Tillie got her revenge. I’ll see you guys tonight.” I pat Nicky on the shoulder as I move around him and hear Tey just as I head past the patio doors into the kitchen.
“You know what? I’ll get my unicorn, and you can use my mouth however we please. Sound good? Oh, and call Nicola and her boyfriend; you know she won’t want to miss fight night. I love my bloodthirsty little sister.”
Leave it to Tey to think of everything to relieve stress, even when it sounds crazy.
I lied to them both just now, though. I didn’t want them worrying even more than they already were. I’m fucking terrified that I’m going to lose one of them through all this chaos we are about to create.
I have to be strong.
The leader.
I protect what’s mine, no matter what.
Nicky
Irub the back of my neck and roll my shoulders, hating this feeling of something going wrong. I just want everyone I care about to be within my sight. It’s slowly driving me crazy; I feel like thousands of ants are crawling all over my skin every waking hour. I know I’m overthinking, but I can’t shut it off. I need control, and it’s almost slipping through my fingers like butter.
Breathe in and out. You feel nothing. Control. Control.
My eyes drifted closed at some point as I tipped my head back and let the California sun soak into my pale skin, warming me until my head stopped feeling like it was spinning on my shoulders.
“Come with me,” Tey demands in a stern voice he never uses with me, a tinge of worry seeping through, and I hate that he’s seeing me this way.
I turn away from the sunshine and look into his blue eyes that draw me in every time; it’s like staring into snowflakes falling from a cold winter day with blue skies.
Tey doesn’t expect a response; he just grabs my hand to twine our fingers together and pulls me into the house with a determined expression as his sharp jawline tenses. Heleads us through the hallways, not saying a word, and stomps into Dom’s master suite with a dramatic bang of the door shutting behind us. I can only stare wide-eyed and watch him in astonishment as he paces back and forth like a caged lion. I’ve never seen him like this.
“Tey?” I ask, clearing my throat as he practically wears a hole in the carpet, and it’s like he doesn’t hear me. “Tey!”
My shout echoes off the walls, stopping his pacing in the middle of the room to glare at me.
“Shut up. Sit the fuck down,” he whispers, even though his tone has a dangerous edge that has me grinding my teeth in anger and turning me on at the same time.
It seems he’s forgotten who’s in charge of this relationship. I give the orders, and he follows because it’s what I need to feel in control. Plus, he loves being submissive, but only towards me. No one else.
“You're testing my restraint, Tey. Come here.” I exhale through my nose, feeling my shoulders relax as a sense of calm washes over me when he continues to glare but steps closer until the tip of his boots almost touches my shiny black shoes.
“I swear to god, Nicholas, if I see you shutting down one more time and trying to hide it... I’ll lose my mind. You aren’t alone in this, and you never will be again. If you need an outlet, great, take it out on me, but no hiding.Weare here for you, so when you feel yourself spiraling, unleash your control on me or Tillie. We can take it. Just don’t disappear on us.” Tey pokes my chest, empathizing with his point with each word as he shouts in my face.
His chest heaves for a minute as he glares at me, setting my blood on fire.
“Are you done?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Fuck you. And yeah, I’m done.” Tey nervously playswith his metal hoop piercing with the tip of his tongue as I stare stonily at him, knowing he’s questioning what my next move will be.
“Good. Now get on your knees, take off your shirt, and unbuckle my belt.” My voice comes out smooth, low-pitched with a sharp edge.
It means I’m not fucking messing around, and he knows it as his breath catches in the back of his throat at my demanding tone.
Seconds tick by as we stare at each other until he slowly lowers himself to his knees at my feet while fisting the back of his shirt to pull it over his head in one smooth motion. I look down at him and have never seen a more devastating view. He’s fucking perfect, with his chin tipped back, defined veins throbbing on his throat as he swallows hard, as the silence intensifies. He doesn’t know what I’ll do to him for being a fucking brat. My mouth waters to mark him, to sink my teeth in the fleshy, muscular part of his neck that meets his shoulder. I want to bruise him and let everyone see who he belongs to. Even though my name and Tillie’s are on the collar he wears, it’s not enough. I want something permanent so that he'll remember me every time he looks in the mirror.
“Do I need to repeat myself?” I ask in a throaty tone, reaching out to trail my thumb over his bottom lip.
“No… sir.” He smirks up at me, seeing my pupils blow wide as heat engulfs me with the obedience in that one word.
Sir.
