Christian (The Beck Brothers Series) (3 page)

Shea stood,
finished off his coffee then grabbed Christian
’
s
hand and gave it a tug. Christian looked up at him.
“
What?
”
he asked cautiously.

“
Come
on, let
’
s give you
some relief,
”
Shea
murmured, his dark eyes serious.

“
Wha...I...are
you sure?
”
Christian
stuttered.

Shea gave
him a bored look and tugged his hand a little harder. Christian got up from the
table and let Shea lead him into the living room. Shea shoved him down onto the
couch then crawled on top of him. He planted a hand next to Christian
’
s
head while the other skimmed up Christian
’
s
bare side and over his chest to cup the side of his face. Shea then leaned down
and kissed him languidly. Christian let his hands wander as this was the first
time he was getting to explore Shea
’
s
body in a sexual way.

The first
thing Christian did was
unbutton
Shea
’
s
dress shirt that he still had on from last night. They worked together to get
it off, then Shea pulled off the white wife beater he had on underneath, only
breaking their kiss to pull it over his head. Christian moaned as he let his
hands glide over Shea
’
s flat
stomach. Oh God, he loved the feel of Shea
’
s
skin. Shea dragged his mouth down to Christian
’
s
neck then dropped his body down to lie completely on Christian, as he sucked
and licked at his neck. Christian hissed as his skin started to burn wherever Shea
touched him. Jesus, he was ready to explode. He was so hard that it was
becoming painful.

“
Shea...touch
me...please.
”
Christian
gasped.

Shea
’
s
hand was suddenly between them.
 
He
dipped under both the loose waistband of the pajama pants Christian was wearing
and his underwear, and then slid his hand deliciously slowly down the underside
of Christian
’
s cock.
Christian dug his head back into the couch cushion as his eyes practically
rolled back into his head. Shea
’
s calloused
hand closed around his shaft and started pumping slowly. The strangled cry that
came out of Christian was something he
’
d
never heard come out of himself before.

“
Jesus,
Chris.
”
Shea
choked before dragging his mouth back up to ravage Christian
’
s.

Christian
moaned low and kissed Shea like there was no tomorrow, pouring out all of the
love he felt for the man on top of him. A minute later, Shea tore his mouth
away and immediately pushed up to his knees.
 
He grabbed the waistband of Christian
’
s
pajama pants and underwear and tore them both off.

Christian
’
s
eyes widened as he watched Shea tear off his own pants and underwear. He had to
be fucking dreaming!
 
He was going
to wake up from it any minute now... any minute...Shea again covered Christian
’
s
body with his own, cutting off all thoughts in Christian
’
s
mind.

“
Christian,
tell me what to do, what do you like?
”
Shea murmured, his lips brushing against Christian
’
s.

“
I
will love anything you do, I swear, just please don
’
t
stop.
”
Christian breathed, his hands
wandering over Shea
’
s taut
backside and gave it a squeeze.
 

Shea
’
s
breath hitched and his hips jutted forward which caused their hard cocks to rub
together.
“
Shit,
”
Shea moaned.

Christian
reached down, wrapped his hand around both of them, and started to jerk them
off together. Shea pushed up to his hands and dropped his head down to watch.
Christian couldn
’
t help but
watch, too. It was seriously sexy and Christian didn
’
t
want to miss a moment of their first sexual encounter together. Shea thrust
slightly into Christian
’
s hand, his
breath coming hard and fast.

“
Motha...fuck...Chris,
I
’
m gonna come,
”
Shea bit out.

“
Me,
too.
”
Christian panted.

Christian
pumped his hand faster and squeezed a little tighter. Shea cried out, his whole
body jerking as he came hard. Christian felt the first spurt of Shea
’
s
come hit his stomach and he lost it. He grit his teeth as he exploded along
with Shea, who moaned long and low. Christian opened his eyes, not even
realizing that he had closed them and saw Shea staring down at him, his dark
eyes swirling with such intense emotions that it made Christian
’
s
heart stop in his chest.

Never
in all of Shea
’
s
twenty-seven years had he ever been so overwhelmed - not even when his parents
and sister died. He felt like his heart was going to pound right out of his
chest. What he just did with Christian felt so fucking good that he had no
words for it. He didn
’
t have any
words for the way it made him feel, either. The intensity of the whole
situation was leaving him speechless; all he could do was stare down at
Christian, thinking that he wanted more. More of what, though? That was the
question. He already had Christian
’
s
heart. More sex? Well...duh! But something else that he didn
’
t
quite have a name for.

Shea
leaned down and kissed Christian softly.
“
That...was
incredible,
”
he rasped.

Christian
’
s
brown eyes widened slightly.
“
Really?
”
he asked, the hint of hope in his voice hurt Shea more than he thought it
would. Christian still doubted him.

“
Yes,
really,
”
Shea
answered sincerely.

Christian
seemed to let out a breath that he had been holding and Shea bit back a nasty retort.
 
He didn
’
t
want to ruin the moment, and he knew that he was going to have to work to get
Christian to believe that he really wanted this. Shea grabbed the tissues off
the coffee table, took a couple for himself, and then handed the box to
Christian. They cleaned up then put their clothes back on. Shea left off his
dress shirt, though.

Shea
looked over at Christian who was now sitting next to him on the couch looking
utterly relaxed for the first time in...shit, Shea couldn
’
t
even remember the last time he
’
d seen
Christian looking so chill.

“
Feel
better?
”
Shea
asked, raising an eyebrow in question.

Christian
rolled his head along the back of the couch so that he could look over at Shea.
 
The lazy smile that curled his
gorgeous mouth has Shea
’
s heart
fluttering madly.
“
Much
better, thank you.
”

Shea
smiled warmly.
“
You
’
re
welcome, sweetie pie,
”
he teased.

Christian
chuckled and rested his hand on Shea
’
s
thigh. Shea covered Christian
’
s hand with
his own. This was so right. Shea knew at that moment that he had made the right
decision last night, and he was going to show Christian just how fucking
serious he was about it. He was in this relationship for the long haul, and he
would make sure Christian knew it. Shea Dempsey didn
’
t
do anything half-assed, and he wasn
’
t
going to start now.

Two
weeks later, Christian drove to his parents
’
house for dinner; Shea was working late and couldn
’
t
make it. The job he was working was taking up a lot of his time because the client
had a deadline. Shea had been busting his ass for the past week and a half,
working the weekend and everything. Christian had only seen him for an hour or
so the other night and that had been it since he started the job.

Sebastian
and Raelynn were back from their honeymoon in Aruba and had pictures to show
them all, so Christian
’
s mother,
Anne, was having everyone over for dinner. Christian parked his blue Honda
Accord in the driveway behind Henry
’
s
white BMW. He got out of his car just as Quinn and Margot pulled up. He waited
for them to get out of their car. Margot smiled wide and waved as she walked up
to him.

“
Bonjour,
Christian!
”
she said
happily and kissed both his cheeks before giving him a hug.

“
Bonjour,
Margot,
”
he replied
with a smile.

She
let him go and started up the walkway to the house. Christian turned toward
Quinn who stopped in next to him.
“
She
’
s
perkier than normal.
”
He
chuckled.

“
Quit
looking at my woman
’
s chest,
”
Quinn replied.

Christian
gaped at him.
“
I...I wasn
’
t...
”

Quinn
smiled.
“
Relax,
Chris, I
’
m just
fucking with ya,
”
he said
and clapped Christian on the back before draping his arm over his shoulders.

Christian
narrowed his eyes at Quinn. His brother has definitely changed a lot since
Margot came into his life. He still has not gotten used to Quinn cracking
jokes, or actually touching him all of a sudden. Ever since he came back from
that week that he left without a word, he has been a completely different
person - he talked more, he laughed more, and even his face was more
expressive.

Quinn
was also in the process of starting his own architectural firm. Since his
former friend and boss, Peter, fired him, Quinn decided that he wanted to be
his own boss. Margot also quit her job at Peter
’
s
firm and was going to be Quinn
’
s second in
command.

They
walked into the house together and were met with hugs, kisses, and punches to
the gut; those were from Sebastian, of course. Christian took Adalyn from Henry
’
s
arms since she started reaching for him and grunting as soon as she saw him.
Christian smiled at her. She seemed to like him the best, and he loved to rub
it in Sebastian and Quinn
’
s faces.
Adalyn was the only girl so far, and they all wanted to be her favorite, but
she always wanted Christian.

Suddenly,
all of the women started screaming. Christian looked up to find them all
huddled around Margot clutching her left hand. He whirled around to look at
Quinn, who was beaming, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the women
fawn over his
fiancé.
Anne broke away from the ladies and went to Quinn. She grabbed his face and
kissed him.

“
Oh,
honey, I
’
m so happy
for you!
”
she cried.

“
Thanks,
mom,
”
Quinn murmured.

Henry
was next to congratulate Quinn.
“
When
did this happen?
”
he asked
after giving Quinn a hug.

“
I
actually proposed at the reception, but we decided to let Sebastian and Raelynn
have their time in the spotlight before we told everyone.
”
Quinn shrugged.

“
Aw,
Quinn, that was so sweet of you,
”
Raelynn said sincerely and gave him a hug.

Christian
moved in to give Quinn a hug.
“
Congrats,
man.
”

“
Thanks.
”

Christian
hoped that his smile looked genuine because the sadness that settled in his
heart almost brought him to his knees. Then Sebastian made a comment that had
him going into a full out panic attack mode.

“
You
’
re
next little brother!
”
Sebastian
chuckled and grabbed Christian
’
s shoulders
from behind, giving him a playful shake.

Christian
swallowed back the bile that rose in his throat. His heart pounded wildly in
his chest and his vision went a little fuzzy. He tried to pull in a deep breath
but he just couldn
’
t.
 
Henry, who was standing in front of him,
frowned and took Adalyn out of his arms.

“
Chris,
you okay? You look really pale,
”
Henry
said, concerned.

Christian
jerkily shook his head and raced down the hall toward the bathroom. He heard
Sebastian call,
“
I was only
kidding!
”
just as he
shut the door behind him. He sat down on the edge of the tub and tucked his
head between his knees. He pulled in a breath through his nose and blew it out
of his mouth. He repeated this until he got his anxiety under control.

Christian
rested his face in his hands.
What the
fuck?
How the hell was he supposed to ever tell his family that he would
most likely never be getting
“
married
”
?
 
 
Now, all of his brothers were going to be
married and popping out kids while he hid his relationship with his best friend
and let his family think that he just didn
’
t
want to settle down. He was never going to fit in with his brother
’
s
perfect lives and it killed him. He hated that he was never going to be able to
give his mother the grandchildren that she expected him to have. Even Quinn,
who had been super fucked up from being raped as a child was now getting
married and would most likely have kids in the near future. He was next in
line; his family expected him to follow in their footsteps; they expected him
to get married and have kids. Little did they know that it wasn
’
t
possible for Christian.

A
light knock sounded on the door followed by Margot
’
s
voice.
“
Christian?
Chéri
,
can I come in?
”

“
Yeah.
”
Christian sighed and straightened up.

She
walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
“
Is
everything okay?
”
she asked,
her tone concerned.

“
Yeah,
I
’
m fine.
 
Just a panic attack.
”

“
But
why?
”
she asked curiously, her gaze
on him was more perceptive than he would have liked.

He
shrugged.
“
Don
’
t
know, sometimes they just hit me out of nowhere,
”
he said. It was partially the truth; sometimes they did come out of nowhere,
just not this time.

“
Mmm
hmm, but as soon as Sebastian said that you were next, you had a panic attack,
”
she said with a pointed look.

Dammit!
“
I...it...it
’
s
just not in the cards for me, that
’
s
all,
”
he muttered, averting his
eyes, hoping Margot didn
’
t see too
much.

“
Why
not? You are a very handsome man, Christian. I am sure you have women falling
at your feet all of the time,
”
she said,
sitting down next to him on the side of the tub.

Why
did she have to be so damn persistent?

“
Or
would you rather it be men?
”
Margot
whispered.

He
whipped his head around to stare at her in shock.
How that hell did she know?
She gave him a gentle smile and nodded
as she patted his thigh.

“
Oui,
that is what I thought.
”

Christian
’
s
mouth worked but nothing came out.

“
You
do not have to worry, I will not say anything, it is your secret to tell,
”
she said softly then stood and headed for the door.

“
Margot!
”
he called after her.

Margot
turned with her hand on the doorknob.
 
She raised an eyebrow and waited for him
to continue.

“
How?
”
Christian sputtered.

“
That
is
my
secret,
”
she said with a wink before leaving him alone in the bathroom.

Holy fucking shit!
Someone
knew! This meant that other people could know, too! What if Margot couldn
’
t
keep it a secret and told Quinn?
Oh god!
Christian scrambled to the toilet just in time.

Quinn
got undressed and crawled onto the bed. He had gotten rid of his studio
apartment and moved into Margot
’
s condo. He
sat against the headboard and watched her flit around the room, as she got
ready for bed. She was humming to herself as she took out her earrings and
placed them in her jewelry box.

“
What
did Christian say when you went to talk to him?
”
he asked. The question has been bugging him the whole night.

Christian
had run off to the bathroom after Sebastian
’
s
“
You
’
re
next
”
comment, then made a couple of
repeat trips to the bathroom before saying that he didn
’
t
feel well and left. The last time he had seen Christian
’
s
anxiety that bad was a couple of years ago when Henry was in the plane crash.

Margot
glanced over her shoulder at him.
“
Nothing
really. I just asked if he was okay. He did not really say much,
”
she replied, lifting one delicate shoulder in a nonchalant shrug.

Quinn
narrowed his eyes at her. She wasn
’
t
telling him everything. He knew her too well and noticed that she blinked a bit
too much when she answered. That was her tell when she was lying, blinking
rapidly.

“
Why
are you lying to me?
”
 
He sighed.

She
turned to stare at him with her large innocent hazel eyes.
“
I
am not lying,
”
she
replied and blinked a million times.

“
Sweetheart,
you are the worst liar ever, you might as well cough it up. What did Christian
say?
”

Margot
shook her head and rolled her lips in. She had a secret and she wasn
’
t
going to tell.
Damn!
He knew better
than anyone did that when Margot had a secret that she wasn
’
t
supposed to share, there was nothing that would make her budge.
Stubborn woman!
What could Christian be
hiding? Quinn knew that there was always something bugging his little brother,
but he would never share. Margot must have gotten it out of him somehow, or maybe
she just figured it out.
 
She was
extremely smart, very perceptive, and persistent; she might have annoyed his
brother to the point that he just blurted it out. Quinn smiled to himself.
 
God, he loved her.

“
Is
there anything I can do to make you tell me?
”
Quinn asked, dropping his voice to the husky growl that he knew turned her on.