Page 17 of Under Their Watch
“I don’t feel pretty though,” I admit quietly.
“Safe word,” Quinn says. “Pick something. If you say it, everything stops, no matter what is happening.”
“Uh… I don’t know… Banana,” I say. “Why?”
“Every time we fuck you, I want you to remember how gorgeous we think you are. You are amazing inside and out, Rhea. You have grown into a stunning woman, and we are so fucking lucky to know you,” Quinn says.
“It’s hard to see,” I say.
“You know I love you to the moon and back, right?” Quinn asks with a devious look in his eyes.
“Yeah, I know,” I reply with a soft smile.
“Remember that, Little Star, because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t,” he says with a grave warning in his tone.
Before I can reply, Quinn surges into me and I’m dead silent as I arch off the bed and dig my nails into his arms. “Fuck!” I yell out when I finally catch my breath.
“Tell me you’re beautiful,” Quinn demands.
“Lying is rude,” I groan.
“Say it, Rhea,” he says. “Tell me you’re beautiful.”
I open my eyes to match his gaze. I want to challenge him. If Quinn and Jace want me to change the way I see myself, they need to give me a good reason. “Make me,” I say with my eyes narrowed.
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you up, little girl,” he grumbles as he rolls and pulls me on top of him. He wraps his arm around my body so that I stay pinned to his chest. He keeps a tight hold on my hips as he starts to slam into me again. All I can do is scream and whimper into his chest as he ruthlessly fucks me.
“Quinny,” I whimper.
“Fuck… You are so beautiful, Rhea,” he murmurs in my ear. “I’ll show you what we see. I promise.”
His gentle words being whispered in my ear while he fucks me to literal tears is amazing. “It feels so good,” I moan.
Quinn grabs my face between his large hands, and I instinctively move my hips to help continue the violent thrusting. “You are so damn pretty with tears in your eyes, Little Star,” Quinn says. “You are perfect… so fucking perfect.”
I bury my face in his neck. I quietly murmur in his ear, and it sends him into a frenzy. “Please… Come in me, Quinny. Please.”
Quinn grunts and growls as he fucks me. I cling to him, completely lost in the pleasure. When he starts to come, his moaning my name drags me down with him.
One minute Quinn is balls deep inside of me, and the next I am curled up in his lap. I gasp and jump up. “Woah there,” Quinn says, pulling me back into his lap. “You’re okay.”
“I… Jesus Christ, Quinn,” I say, and everyone laughs.
“I warned you,” he says, gently kissing me. “We both did.”
“Don’t include me in that,” Jace laughs. “I didn’t make her pass out.”
“No, but you both made my belly hurt,” I say.
“So, can we go get your stuff so I can punch Marvin again?” Mia asks.
“I don’t know if…”
“We will all be there,” Quinn says.
“If we could avoid hitting Marvin, that would be great. I’m already gonna have to listen to my dad’s mouth,” I say.
“Aht. Quinn,” Theo says before Quinn says anything. “I know that instinctively you want to protect her, but she has to get there on her own. You can’t force healing.”