Her mouth was a perfect O that would fit his cock when he shoved
it in. Beck was so hard. He had to get a grip if he ever wanted to walk
in that room. If he didn’t, he would end up stroking his own meat in
the flowerbeds.
“I must have forgotten, Professor Finn,” Meg said as her finger
started playing with her pussy. A wicked little smile lit her face, and
Beck felt left out. She looked at Cian like he was ten feet tall and had
just slain a dragon for her. “Sometimes I forget. Are you angry?”
“The question isn’t whether I’m angry, my lover,” Cian said, slyly
coming out of character. His head swung around, and he looked his
brother straight in the eyes. “The question is whether our peeping
Beck is enjoying the show?”
Cian looked perfectly pleased with himself, and Beck knew his
brother had been on to him for a while. Meg, on the other hand,
looked horrified. She gasped and held the shirt in front of her like a
shield. Beck sighed and picked up his pack. He stalked to the door of
his home and stepped inside. He frowned. It looked like sexy playtime
was over.
“How dare you,” Meg said, going to stand behind Cian.
Beck went from being slightly upset at getting caught peeping to
insanely jealous at the sigh
t of his woman hiding behind another man.
It didn’t matter that the other man held half of Beck’s soul. It only
mattered that Meg was seeking protection from him.
Beck forced himself to calmly put down the bag. He could be
reasonable. In Meg’s mind, she had been treated poorly. Hell, in
reality Beck had treated her poorly, but he’d had his reasons. He
would very peacefully explain to her why he had treated her as he did
and ask for another chance.
Meg had her back to him. She shoved her arms through the