a game to him. I bet you have to tell him what to do.”
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Beck knew he was right when Meg looked slightly startled. She
hid it quickly, but Beck caught that little hint. All wasn’t as perfect as Meg would have him believe.
“He just didn’t understand what I wanted. I explained it to him.”
“I think I did a damn fine job,” Cian interjected. His eyes went
from his wife to his brother. Beck knew he was awaiting the
inevitable outcome of this little skirmish.
“I know what you want,” Beck growled.
Meg crossed her arms over her chest. The challenge in her pose
made Beck’s blood start to pound through his body. “You might
know, Beck, but you aren’t man enough to give it to me.”
“Wrong answer, darling,” Cian said, whistling a little.
Beck struck hard and fast. Meg was on the floor beneath him
before she could scream. Beck held her easily, though she squirmed
and looked to Cian for help. There would be none forthcoming. Cian
wanted this as much as Beck did, and Beck knew it. Beck could feel
the satisfaction coming off his brother in waves. It had been too long
since Beck let his beast have its way. Beck knew Cian would enjoy
the experience so much more because of the woman on the floor. She
would bridge the two and allow them to share the feeling.
Beck smiled down at his wife, a triumphant feeling running
through his system. He gave her the smile of a predator about to enjoy
a full meal after a lifetime of hunger. “As my vampire uncle might
say, you wanted the bull, my Meggie. You’re about to get the horns.”
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