Page 58 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part two
I raise a brow. “You can honestly say that you’ll give me total control of your pleasure? I already know I can have Tyler barking for my cock if I wanted, but what about you?”
Aryeh laughs, and it breaks some of the tension in the car. “Okay. I just got a visual of Tyler doing just that, and you aren’t wrong, but it also means you’ve been spending too much time with him if that’s how you describe it. But that’s beside the point. How do you know if you don’t even try?”
“I’m fucking confused, okay? I still see you as the guy that trained me, but I also see how bad you need someone to take care of you. Not just making sure you were taking your meds or changing your bandages, I see a man who’s dying to let someone take care of his mind.”
Aryeh’s hand slides off my arm, and I already miss his touch. “This conversation is too deep to be having out in the open. Let’s get this software and go back to the house. We’ll grab some beers, go outside, and talk this shit out because Tivon, we want you here. No, weneedyou here.”
Aryeh’s out of the car, leaving me in stunned silence. My brain comes back online when he walks to my door. I grab my AK from the back floorboard and shove out of the car. We survey our surroundings and go inside to find the package exactly where it’s supposed to be. Within minutes, we’re back in the car and going to Axel’s, then on our way home.
What does it say about my mental state that I’d rather be in a shootout than going to have this conversation?
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What the actual fuck is going on?
I’m in some kind of warped dimension whereI’mthe one making someone talk through their goddamn feelings. Jason has made me fucking soft, and fuck if that thought doesn’t make me smile.
The drive back to the safehouse is tense, and not because we were waiting for the boogeyman to pop out. I have no clue how this conversation is going to go, but I need Tivon to understand that he’s needed here. I’ve spent the last week or so talking with everyone, and we’re all on the same page. Tivon already feels like a piece of us, and it would hurt like a motherfucker if he left. Jason was beside himself when he told me what happened, and the conversation that they had. I have to be the one to convince Tivon that he’s not going home to Israel, because he’s already home. Fuck if that doesn’t scare the shit out of me. I don’t know how to do this, but I’ll figure it out to take that hurt look that was in Jason’s eyes away.
“Go out back, and I’ll grab the beers,” I instruct when we pull into the driveway and step out of the car.
Tivon shakes his head, but makes his way inside. By the time I get in there, he’s gone, but Tyler is standing in the kitchen looking between us. “Why the hell does he look like he’s walking to his death?”
“Because we’re about to have a long fucking talk.”
Tyler squeals so loud that I wince. How the hell he can make a noise like that is beyond me. “Is it really happening? Holy shit. I feel like Christmas came early. Don’t fuck this up.”
I bark out a laugh and open the fridge door, grabbing the six pack we just bought. I slam the door closed and look at Tyler. “I’m not the one who should be doing this. You understand that, right?”
Tyler snorts and slaps my arm. “You’reexactlywho he needs to hear this from. I talked to Jason while you were gone. First of all, I’m fucking pissed that little shit got to kiss him first, but hell yeah, Jay. Anyway, go do your thing, Papi. Make sure you suck his dick real good.”
“This isn’t helping,” I growl.
“I don’t think the growl is going to work on Tivon.” Tyler grins, and it makes me want to smack him. “I have a feeling you’re going to be assuming the position for him. I can’t wait.” Tyler claps and practically dances out of the room. I hear him talking in hushed tones in the living room, and then everyone heads upstairs.
With a sigh, I make my way to the back porch to find Tivon with his arms braced on his knees, staring into the night. I sit beside him, crack a beer open, and hand it to him. He takes it without a word and drains half the bottle before sitting back in his chair. I open one for myself and sip it, trying to get my thoughts together.
“You formed a connection with Kira at the college. I know that it was under weird circumstances, but it’s still there. She’s the first one that said we should trust you. I’ve seen how youare with her, and I know that connection isn’t one sided.” Tivon nods, accepting that. “Jason has had a crush on you since you stood up for him against me at the hospital. We talk about you a lot because we don’t have secrets, and I want him to be open with me about his feelings. It bothered me at first, but now I see it for what it is. I love hearing him talk about anything, but especially about you.” That gets his attention, and he finally looks at me. “Keon forgave you for fucking shooting him, because there’s something about you that leaves no room to question if you’re being honest. You’re rock solid. Tyler is just obsessed. I know you’ve noticed that Tyler sees shit no one else sees.”
“I do,” Tivon chuckles.
“He saw it first. He saw you being welcomed into the fold, and he’s not wrong about that. Gavin trusts you with Tyler, and that says a whole hell of a lot, because Gavin barely trusts anyone.”
I finally look into Tivon’s intense dark eyes. “What about you?”
“There’s a…pull. It was there when you were still Professor North. Maybe different then than it is now, but it was there. Your dominance doesn’t scare me.” And that’s the damn truth. I felt every word he said in the car about taking care of my mind. Jason, Kira, Keon, Gavin, and Tyler all give me something different. Something that I’ve been craving for years, but Tivon could give me what I’ve secretly wanted; someone that takes away my ability to think. Someone who can free me from my own mind. “You just have to be patient with me. As for everyone else, do your thing. Explore. No one is going to get mad, but you need to apologize to Jason first and explain what the fuck happened out here.” I hold my hand up when Tivon opens his mouth, because I can see the argument coming from a mile away. “And I don’t want to hear any bullshit about you comingbetween us. We are rock solid, which gives us the opportunity to be able to invite you in.”
“You have to be patient with me, too,” Tivon says quietly. “I’ve never had any of this. The team, the relationship. I had my own team, but we didn’t know anything about each other. We weren’t a family.”
“You have a family here, T. That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you.”
Tivon sets his beer bottle on the porch, and when he looks at me, I see the intentions on his face, so I set mine down as well. He raises a brow in question, and I nod, even though my breath is locked in my throat. Dominance radiates off Tivon in waves no matter what he’s doing, more so than it ever has me. Yeah, I can be a demanding motherfucker, but there’s something different about the way Tivon carries himself. I want to tap into it, no matter how much it scares the fuck out of me.
Tivon’s hand lands on my chest and slides up until he’s cupping my neck. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” I croak, showing how nervous I am.
