Chapter 37
Damon
For a very brief second, I feel bad for Patrick.
I’m sure he feels like Liam is getting the happily ever after that he himself should have had, even though it’s my brother Patrick wants, and not me.
Or maybe he’s just realizing that with Liam and me married, he’ll never be able to cut my brother and me totally out of his life.
For every family get-together, he’ll see the face of the one who got away.
Hell, depending on the holiday, he’ll have to actually be in the presence of the one who got away.
But then I remember that Patrick lied, cost me a year without my twin, and almost killed Taylor in his selfish quest to get him back.
My almost-sympathy vanishes immediately, and using the arm still slung across his chest, I pull Liam into me a little tighter.
Patrick blows out a breath and swallows hard, clearly trying to keep his emotions under control as we wait for his response.
Finally, it comes.
“I won’t waste my breath telling you that you’re too young and you should wait.
Hell, being bisexual opens up a lot of new doors, and there’s no way you two experienced them all in the last two weeks.
” I bristle, ready to argue, until he continues, cutting his eyes to me even as he speaks to Liam.
“But Damon is your safe place. He has been since the day you met. And I know you’re that for him as well.
It would bring me a lot of joy to watch you two get married.
I can’t imagine either of you finding anyone else who would love you as completely as you love each other. ”
Liam stands and moves out of my grip to hug his dad.
Although I’m not quite ready to embrace my soon-to-be father-in-law, I’m glad he and Liam are making amends…for Li’s sake.
“Thanks, Dad.”
Pulling back, Patrick rubs the back of his neck.
“Have you two set a date?”
“We were thinking sometime next winter,” Liam answers, while I stay quiet and keep an eye out for any sign that Patrick isn’t being sincere.
May the Lord be with him if he tries to keep Liam and me apart.
“There’s this chapel on the mountain that we thought would be perfect.
” As he says this, Liam moves back into my embrace and wraps an arm around my waist, looking into my eyes.
Needing to be closer to him, to taste him, to remember this is real, I close the distance between us, bringing my lips to Liam’s.
A throat clears as Li brings his hand up to cup my face, reminding us we aren’t alone.
The grin on Liam’s face widens as he takes my hand and starts pulling me toward the front door.
“Well, we came straight from the airport and still need to unpack and head over to the Landry’s, so we should get going,” Liam says. “Thanks for being so cool about this.”
Patrick nods with a tight smile.
“Of course, son.”
“And Dad?” Liam pauses before stepping over the threshold. “No more secrets. I can handle the truth no matter what it looks like.”
“Understood.”
With that, Liam beams, and I know he feels like his whole world is right again. Even I can’t hide my smile when he tells his dad he’ll call him later this week and tell him all about his new life plan.
“I can’t wait,” Patrick replies. “Oh, and Damon?” I make eye contact to let him know I’m listening, but I’m still searching for my voice when it comes to Patrick Miller. “You’ve always been a part of this family, but I’m glad it’ll be official.”
“Me too.”
After that, Li and I climb into my SUV and head for my condo. About halfway there, Liam lets out a sudden burst of laughter, startling me so badly I almost run off the road.
“Christ, Li! What the hell?”
Still trying to catch his breath, he wheezes, “Do y-you know w-what I just th-thought?”
“I’m a little afraid to ask,” I deadpan.
“If my dad had stayed with your brother and they got married, Taylor would be my stepdad! HAHA! How fucked up would that be?” That alone is awkward enough, but leave it to Liam to take it even farther.
“Ohmygod, and then we’d be married, too, so your twin brother would also be your stepfather-in-law! ”
“I’m so glad that highly disturbing realization amuses you. Thankfully, it’s not coming true. Knox would eat nails before he let my brother go. You’ll see what I mean soon enough. I’m sure Tay’s going to want to cash in on that double date as quickly as possible.”
As I think about that, my heart warms.
Is it possible that I’m about to have everything I’ve ever wanted?
The second the car is in park, Liam catapults at me from the passenger seat. Between kisses, he pants, “That was the longest drive ever.”
Liam’s dad lives six miles from my condo, so…yeah…not the longest drive ever, but I know what he means, and I love him for it.
He palms my dick through the slacks I’m wearing, and it doesn’t take long before I’m thrusting my hips into his touch. When he goes to unbutton my pants, I finally stop him.
“Li, we have a king-sized bed right upstairs. Let’s take this party there.”
“Oh, right,” he says distractedly.
He turns to open his door, and I catch his wrist. “Hey, you alright?” That meeting with his dad went well, but maybe it’s about to hit him harder than I originally thought.
“Yeah, D. I’m so fucking good. Let’s go,” he says with a smile.
We grab our bags, and I sigh in relief as we enter the condo. Vacation is always great. This vacation in particular was amazing. But nothing beats coming home with Liam.
Once his mom died, Li didn’t come back to town except for that one time, and after finding his dad and Tay, he didn’t come back at all. So, he hasn’t seen this condo, and I desperately want it to feel like home for him.
“You can claim any space you want,” I tell him. It’s a pretty simple layout, but my condo is older, so where Tay’s has an open floor plan, my condo doesn’t. I have actual rooms and hallways, and it’s far cozier.
“I’m not worried about all that, D,” he says, dropping his bag on the floor inside the living room. “Just show me the bedroom.”
I’ve grown well-acquainted with that look in Liam’s eye, and I know he won’t be deterred from what he wants.
I’m just so fucking thankful that what he wants is me.
“Come with me to the shower. No way am I letting you near me with all this plane-funk,” I tell him, causing him to smirk.
“I’d expect nothing less,” he replies. As soon as we turn the corner into the bathroom, Liam exhales loudly.
“Thank fuck. I was afraid your shower was the size of the one in the cabin, and while I would’ve made it work, I’m glad to see it can easily fit us both.
” He peers into the shower and narrows his eyes.
“And has two rain showerheads. How convenient.” His tone of voice makes it clear that he thinks I’ve been entertaining other men in this space, and I can’t help my laugh.
Liam is the most unjealous person I’ve ever met.
It’s kind of fun to see him stake his claim.
Gripping the bottom of his shirt, I pull it over his head before reaching past him to turn the shower on.
“Baby, the only person I’ve ever even considered letting in this shower is you.” His eyes spark with desire at my admission, and he becomes a man hellbent on achieving his goals.
“I can’t wait any longer, so I’ll respect your need to shower before we have sex, but you’re going to have to respect my need to be inside you before that shower is over. Grab the lube,” he orders, making my cock spring to life.
I swear, it’s like Liam has two personalities. He’s usually so laid back and easy-going, often not having an opinion on what he wants, but when it comes to sex, he’s so fucking bossy, and I love every goddamn second of it.
Reaching into the cabinet under the sink, I pull the bottle free and hand it to him.
And then I strip.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” he says, smacking my ass as I pull the shower door open and step inside.
“What are you going to do about it?” I taunt, stepping under the showerhead and peeking an eye open at him.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard the only thing you’ll remember is that you belong to me.”
And holy shit, does he deliver!
I barely have time to lube a finger and shove it in my ass just to make sure we’re good to go before Liam’s hand is on the back of my neck, hauling my mouth to his.
“I fucking love you,” he starts, “but I’m about to rail you so hard the line between love and hate is going to get a little blurry for a second. Tell me you’re ready.”
I think he just broke my brain.
“Damon!” he growls, barely hanging on.
Nodding frantically, I answer him. “Yeah, yeah, I’m ready. Just…go in slowly, but you can speed up after that.”
Liam spins me so my back is to him, and he presses a hand between my shoulder blades, making me bend forward. “Spread yourself for me,” he commands, and Jesus, I like it.
Doing as he asks, I place my hands on my ass cheeks and pull them apart.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans. I’m expecting to feel the head of his cock at my entrance, but instead, his gel-coated fingers are at my hole, rimming me before diving inside.
His fingers are thinner than his cock, but I tense at the intrusion anyway and bear down.
“Oh, fuck yes, baby. Strangle me.” He only pumps his fingers twice before letting a desperate moan slip free. “D, I can’t wait any longer.”
And he doesn’t. Pulling his fingers from my body, he replaces them with his cock and slams home.
“Ah!” I cry, rocking forward, throwing a hand against the shower wall.
Liam has a death grip on my hips, and his balls are slapping against my wet skin as though they were given an order to punch right through me.
“D, this isn’t going to take long. Come with me.”
With one hand still braced on the wall and the other around my shaft, I jack myself off while Liam pounds into me. Shockingly, I beat him to the finish line.
“Oh, fuck, Li. Shit…I’m…ugh…ugh…ugh.” I finish the sentence in a series of grunts as I paint the floor of the shower white.
It’s only another few thrusts before I feel Liam’s cockhead swell inside me, followed by that warm release as he bends over me and wraps his arm around my torso so he can drive in deeper.
“You. Are. Fucking. Mine,” he grunts in time with each pulse of his cock.
Yeah, possessive Liam is my favorite.
Sated and spent, he peppers kisses along my spine in the now-lukewarm water.
“You want to order pizza?” I ask, knowing my man needs to replenish all the calories he just spent before he gets cranky.
“God, yes,” he says, straightening up.
“Why don’t you go order while I finish up in here?” Giving him a shy smile, I point out, “My mess requires a little more cleanup than yours.”
Stepping out of the shower, Liam throws me a grin. “About that. Don’t think you’re going to be the only one taking it all the time. I want the full experience too, you know.”
My eyes bug out of my head.
Is Liam saying what I think he’s saying?
Either I said that out loud, or he can read me better than ever because he laughs and says, “I take it you like the idea of fucking me in the ass?”
I shake my head. “Jesus Christ, you really have a way with words, you know that?”
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He nods toward my cock. “Well, that and the fact you’re already half hard again.”
Chuckling, I throw my washcloth at him.
“Go order the damn pizza before I drag you back in here and give you your first lesson on taking dick.”
Liam licks his lips, dropping his joking demeanor. “Maybe you can give me that lesson for dessert.”
Now there’s an idea.
I finish up in the shower and throw on a pair of boxers and sweatpants before pulling a shirt on over my head, hoping I’m warm enough. I’m sure Liam has turned the heat down by now.
Moving into the living room, I see Liam holding a brown bag with the logo of the resort gift shop.
“Come sit. I have a gift for you.” I take the cushion directly next to the one he’s sitting on, and he holds the bag out. “I thought this was not only practical but also beautifully symbolic of this year’s trip.”
Opening the bag, I pull out a blue hoodie with the bar’s logo on it. Beneath the logo is one word: Meltdown.