Page 61 of Gluttony

Suddenly anxious as fuck, he ate up the space between them, gently grabbing her shoulders. She didn’t stiffen, tense, or try to pull away, she just kept sipping.

“You believe me, right?” he asked, his voice thick with an unspoken plea. She had to believe him; he couldn’t lose her!

Finally putting him out of his mounting misery, she met his gaze. Her eyes were clear, the color returning to her face.

“I do believe you,” she offered, and he nearly collapsed with relief. “She was certifiable.”

Grinning, remembering the doorbell footage, Red remarked, “She slapped herself, of course she’s fucking crazy. And whenshe came to the clubhouse to try and get my patch with that baby daddy bullshit, I knew she’d be trouble.”

She cocked her head. “So why didn’t you deal with her before she hunted me down and ambushed me in my driveway?”

He heaved a sigh, pressing his forehead against hers. “Because I was an idiot. I thought that once we kicked her from the compound, she’d get the message that I wasn’t going to play into her delusions. She thought that she’d come to me, claim the baby was mine, and I would take her word for it. I remembered fucking her once, not more than two months ago, so I knew there was no way that baby was mine. I didn’t stop there, though. Like I said, I hacked the medical records and discovered she was more than twenty-five weeks along. When I confronted her about that, she refused to admit she was lying, and kept going on about how the baby was mine, and that she’d be my old lady.”

Val nodded, humming. “Yeah, she said something like that.”

Kissing her, he didn’t allow himself to really melt into it because there were still things that needed discussing.

“What else did she say?” he inquired, and she sighed, rolling her eyes. Lord, his woman was feisty.

“She said that I was fat and ugly, and that you were only with me because you were just sowing your oats—or whatever—until you were ready to settle down with her and your son.”

“You didn’t believe her about the baby.” She snorted. “Why not?”

Placing her nearly empty mug on the counter, she took his face in her hands. He closed his eyes, soaking up the feeling of her hands on him. He found comfort and hope in her touch.

“Because I know you, Damian. I know that you’re a man of integrity and duty and loyalty. I knew that if she was really pregnant with your baby, that you would have taken responsibility, and that you would have told me about it. Youwouldn’t have wanted it to be something that would be sprung on me later.”

“Never in a million years would I have kept something like that from you,” he asserted, and she rubbed her thumbs over the stubble on his cheeks.

“I know.”

He slid his hands from her shoulders to her neck, squeezing gently. She hummed, leaning into him and dropping her hands from his face to wrap them around his waist. Her lush breasts were squished against his belly, and his cock was more than ready to go at such an invitation.

“And know that shit she said about you being fat and ugly is also just that, bullshit,” he exclaimed. He could feel her pulse beneath his hands, and it was picking up.

She nodded. “I do know…and it wasn’t because I kept hearing your voice in my head, telling me I was beautiful and sexy and you get hard around me, though that did happen.”

He smirked.

“At first, it hurt, what she said, but then…I remembered this weekend.”

He brushed his lips over hers. “Oh yeah? What about it?”

“I remembered…you kissing my scars. I remembered you touching me like I was something precious. I remembered you wrapping your arms around me and holding me so close I could barely breathe. I remembered how good and whole I felt lying next to you.”

“It was the best weekend of my life, baby,” he supplied, and she smiled up at him, her eyes filling with tears.

Gut punch.

“My Daisy, what?—”

“I heard what Shannon said, but…I didn’t believe it, not because of that voice or anything you’ve ever said. It wasn’t because you said I was beautiful…it was because Ifeltbeautifulwhen I was with you. Never in my life had I felt something like that, not since my mother was alive. But you made me feel truly beautiful, truly wanted, for the first time in twelve years. So, I knew that Shannon was full of shit, I just needed to get her to leave so I could call you and tell you that I love you, and that I’m sorry for ever doubting how you feel about me.”

Redtube didn’t hesitate to crush his mouth to hers, owning her breaths. She gave and he took, deepening the kiss until he could feel her pulse through her tongue. She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding his head in place, taking over the kiss. And, goddamn, did she rule him. The dominance flipped, and she was taking, and he was giving—willing as fuck to let his woman take control. It was fucking hot; his cock thickening as she ate at him.

Pulling away, panting, Val smiled up at him, her face glowing, her body humming.

“Sweet fuck, baby, that was incredible,” Red rasped.

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