Christian (The Beck Brothers Series) (7 page)

Christian
sped up his movements, throwing Shea over the edge. He let out a strangled cry
as he came into Christian
’
s mouth,
his hand tightening in Christian
’
s
hair. Shea accidently jerked a little too much, pain burst from his collarbone,
but he grit his teeth against it. He didn
’
t
want to let Christian know that he was in pain.

Shea
yanked Christian
’
s head up
by the grip on his hair when he couldn
’
t
take it anymore.
“
Okay...okay,
that
’
s enough.
”
He panted.

Christian
chuckled and rolled over onto his back.
“
Did
you like that?
”

“
That
’
s
a dumb question,
”
Shea
scoffed.

Christian
hummed.
“
I
’
m
glad you enjoyed it.
”

“
Enjoyed
it? Man, that was the best blowjob I have ever had.
”
Shea sighed contently.

He
could see Christian grinning where he lay next to Shea
’
s
hip. Shea reached over and stroked Christian
’
s
hair, his heart pounding, and not just from what just happened. Shea
’
s
feelings for his best friend were changing just as he knew they would. He had
told Christian a couple of weeks ago that he wouldn
’
t
be hard to fall in love with. Shea was surprised, though, by how fast it was
happening. Then again, he already loved Christian; they had been friends for
over twenty years, so making the jump to being
in love
with him wasn
’
t
taking much.

“
I
’
m
sorry for being a dick earlier, you didn
’
t
deserve it,
”
Shea
murmured as he continued to stroke Christian
’
s
hair.

“
Obviously,
I forgive you.
”
Christian
snickered.

Shea
chuckled softly.
“
I know, but
I just needed to say it again.
”

Christian
got up and gave him a soft slow kiss before pulling the covers up over both of
them and settling down on his side of the bed. Shea desperately wanted to hold
him in his arms, but it wasn
’
t possible,
so he settled for lacing his fingers together with Christian
’
s.
Christian kissed the back of his hand and held it against his chest. They fell
asleep that way.

~Chapter 3
~

“
Chris,
I really need a shower,
”
Shea
muttered as he sat at the table the next morning, drinking his coffee.
“
I
can smell myself and it
’
s not
pleasant.
”

Christian
chuckled.
“
Yeah, I
know.
”

Shea
glared at him from where he sat across the table.
“
I
need your help.
”

Christian
nodded and took a sip of his coffee.
“
Okay,
whenever you
’
re ready,
”
he agreed.

“
Let
me finish my coffee, and then we can go.
”

Christian
nodded again as he eyed him over the rim of his coffee mug. There was an amused
glint in his eye, a hint of desire, which made Shea
’
s
belly flutter. He didn
’
t expect to
enjoy the things that he and Christian have done together as much as he did. He
thought it would have been weird or something, but it was turning out to be
much more pleasurable being with a man than it was being with a woman. Shea
didn
’
t know if it was just because
it was Christian, or if it would be this way with all men.

After
they both finished their coffees, they headed upstairs to take a shower.
Christian stripped down to his underwear then turned on the shower. He moved to
help Shea out of his pajama pants and underwear that he put on this morning. He
shucked off his own underwear before helping Shea take off the swathe and
sling. Shea had to cradle his right arm so that it didn
’
t
hang. Christian stepped into the shower first, and then helped Shea step in
before sliding the curtain back into place.

While
Shea held his arm against his chest, Christian did all of the washing. He
washed Shea
’
s hair
first then moved on to his body. Shea closed his eyes and savored the feel of
Christian
’
s hands
stroking and gliding all over him. Christian
’
s
hands came to his cock, which was hard
–
no surprise there
–
and
lathered it up with soap. He stroked it a couple of times before going down to
massage his balls. Christian took a step closer and wrapped both arms around
Shea as he started to clean his back.

Shea
swallowed hard as he felt Christian get closer to his ass. Shea was still
somewhat leery about that one thing. He wasn
’
t
sure how he felt about being fucked in his ass. He couldn
’
t
see how it could possibly feel good.

He
could feel Christian
’
s mouth
hovering over his, but he kept his eyes closed, not wanting to show Christian
what he was feeling at the moment. He was sure his apprehension would show in
his eyes, and he didn
’
t want
Christian to doubt him any more then he already did.

Christian
’
s
hands cupped his rear end for a moment before coming back up to the small of
his back. One hand then slipped down his crack and brushed over his hole,
making him clench unintentionally.

“
Relax,
I
’
m not going to hurt you,
”
Christian whispered soothingly as he continued to rub the area slowly.

Shea
took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. If he had to do this to keep
Christian in his life, then he had to do this. Soft lips met his for a slow
languorous kiss. Christian
’
s finger
drew lazy circles around his hole as they continued to kiss. Shea had trouble
focusing on the kiss when he knew that at any moment, Christian was going to
stick his finger up his ass. His heart pounded furiously, he didn
’
t
think he was ready for this.

“
If
you
’
re not ready, just say so. I
will understand,
”
Christian
murmured against his lips as if reading his mind.

Shea
opened his eyes at that. He needed to know if Christian was serious or not.
Would he really understand? Or was he testing him? Christian
’
s
soft brown eyes searched his.

“
Really,
Shea. We
’
ve only
been together for two weeks,
”
he said,
sincerely.

Shea
cleared his clogged throat.
“
I
’
m
not ready for that,
”
he rasped.

Christian
smiled slightly and slid his hand up and away from Shea
’
s
ass.

“
I
’
m
sorry,
”
Shea
whispered.

Christian
shook his head.
“
It
’
s
fine, Shea. I didn
’
t expect
you to do everything in just a couple of weeks.
”

Shea
nodded. Christian then shuffled them around so that Shea was under the water.
Christian smoothed his hands over him to get the soap off, and cleaned himself quickly
before they got out. Christian dried Shea off and helped him back into his
sling and swathe. The doctor said he would need both for the first week, then
probably just the sling the second week. It could take anywhere from four to
eight weeks to get back to fully functioning.

“
I
hate needing someone to help me do simple shit like this,
”
Shea grumbled as he followed Christian down the hall to his bedroom.

Christian
shrugged one muscled shoulder.
“
Nothing you
can do about it.
”

Shea
huffed and sat down on the bed as Christian pulled out something for him to
wear. Shea had his own drawer. They spent so much time at each other
’
s
houses that it just seemed like a good idea to keep clothes and other things there.
Like right now, it came in handy; Shea didn
’
t
have to pack a bag from his house to bring over because his shit was already
here. They did that shortly after his family had died in the fire. Christian
basically moved in with Shea for a little while. He had been devastated, and
Christian helped to keep him from losing it completely.

The
entire Beck clan had been really supportive at that time. Anne and Henry Sr.
made a crap load of food for him, and brought it over to his house. Henry
helped take care of all of his parents
’
financial stuff, since Shea had no idea where to start. Claire had somehow
gotten a hold of old photo albums and pictures that hadn
’
t
been completely damaged, and made a beautiful new album for him.
 
Sebastian helped him make all of the
funeral arrangements, and Quinn came over to clean up around his house when was
just too depressed to get out of bed. And Christian? Christian was at his side
the whole time, letting him grieve the way he needed to, holding him when he
needed him to, forcing him to pull his life back together and move on because
he was still alive. Shea still had no idea how he could ever thank the family
for all that they have done for him.

“
Shea?
”
Christian
’
s voice
asked, bringing him out of his thoughts.

Shea
blinked up at him.
“
Huh?
”

“
You
okay? You spaced out there for a minute,
”
he said with a frown.

“
Oh,
yeah, I
’
m fine,
”
Shea insisted and tried to push past the pain in his heart.

“
Are
you hurting? Do you need more medicine?
”
Christian asked.

“
Yeah...yeah,
it
’
s starting to ache,
”
he agreed.

“
Alright,
I
’
ll go grab you some,
”
Christian said as he pulled on his underwear then a pair of dark jeans.

Shea
watched him walked out of the room, his ass looking fine in those jeans. Shea
was still a little weirded out by how attracted he was to Christian. It wasn
’
t
like that happened overnight either. It had been a slow build that started
years ago. Shea could still remember the exact moment: They went down to Wildwood,
NJ, around four years ago for a weekend and went to the beach one day. While
Shea chilled out on a towel, Christian decided to take a swim in the ocean.
Shea watched as he waded into the surf, and then dove into a wave. He stayed in
for a few minutes before making his way back out. Shea
’
s
breath caught as he watched his best friend stride up the sand toward him.

A
couple of girls walking by literally tripped and almost fell because they were
staring at him so hard. Water ran down his hard toned body and made his bathing
suit cling to his thighs. Shea
’
s eyes
drifted to where Christian
’
s bathing
suit clung to something else and a swirl of desire hit him out of nowhere,
shocking the ever-living hell out of him. Something inside Shea turned at that
moment, but he had no idea what it was. Ever since that day, he caught himself
on many occasions checking Christian out, admiring his body and the way he moved,
wondering every now and then what it would be like to kiss him and more. Never
in a million years did he ever think that he would actually get the chance to
act on those thoughts.