Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 153

153- Resolve and reality

I resist the urge to hide my face in the pillows, and I suspect Bellamy knows, because he just grinseven harder and leans in to k*ss me lightly on the nose. In an attempt to avoid my embarrassment, ormaybe just to pretend it doesn’t exist, I cast around for another subject, any subject other than…foreplay.

“You know, I really needed the night out tonight. Thanks for helping make it happen withoutcomplaining. Or at least with minimal fuss. I really needed the distraction. And thanks for putting upwith Harry, I swear he grows on you.” I promise. Still feeling awkward, I sit up to avoid Bellamy’s gazeand flick off the lamp leaving us in complete darkness before laying back down, still facing Bellamy. Idon’t want to see anything, somehow things are less embarrassing in the dark. I can’t see a thing inthis blackness, but he can, and I want him to be able to see my face and understand that I mean it. Ireally do appreciate his attempts to accept Harry. Incubi don’t tend to make a lot of friends and while itis often their own fault, it also leads to a lot of stereotypes that make life a lot harder for them if theyactually do want to make close friends, or have an actual romantic relationship. Not that romance isusually at the top of their minds, but I’ve always known there would be someone out there for Harry,even before seeing his threads. He’s more loyal than most people, Incubus or not. I hope Cam is asawesome as I think she is because she is going to have to deal with a lot of judgemental. people.Everyone wants to sleep with an Incubus or Succubus, but in general, prudish people seem to believethat ‘respectable‘ people don’t date them. Bellamy sighs.

“You don’t have to thank me for any of that. You should be able to go out to dinner with friendswhenever you want. I wish I could always give you what you want. Maybe when this is all over I’ll beable to give you what you want more often.” He sounds sad and frustrated.

“Yeah, but none of this is your fault. If it weren’t for you I’d probably have to lock myself in my homeand never go outside. Actually to be honest if there really is someone out to get me, without you I

would definitely be a goner by now.” I admit. I’m not sure that this is going to help my case for wantingto have independence, but Bellamy needs to know that I do appreciate his efforts to keep me safe.Even if I complain about it every now and then. He is

tense beside me.

“Don’t even talk about something bad happening to you. It won’t happen, I won’t allow it. Not now, notever.” He growls out.

153- Resolve and reality

“Still. Thank you. Tonight was a nice distraction and I know you’re not fond of Harry so I appreciate thatyou did this for me.” I repeat. Bellamy’s hand lands on my hip.

“I don’t hate him exactly, I’m wary of him and a little jealous. It will help if he can make things work withthat bartender girl. Hopefully it will mean he will stop flirting with you so much.” I giggle.

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“I can’t promise that. Harry is Harry after all. I’m not sure he knows how else to behave. If you talk tohim more he will probably start flirting with you too. It’s how he communicates. I promise you that hehas no interest in me. None, zero, zilch. There have been entire conversations about how completelyuninterested he is in me. Megan too if that helps any.” I throw in.

“It does a little actually. You’ve done so much to fit into my life. I want to accept your friends. too. I wantto like them even. I’m going to do my best to give Harrison a chance and in the meantime, I might needa little extra… reassurance from you, until I learn to trust him. Or… maybe a few distractions.” With thatlast statement, his voice takes on a wicked edge.

“Oh?” I question. His hand moves from my hip down to my leg and back up again. I have a slight ideaof what kind of distractions Bellamy is contemplating.

“I- I can do that. Probably.” I respond awkwardly. Bellamy chuckles.

“Speaking of distractions, come here.” He uses his hand on my leg to pull me in closer against him. Hishand creeps around and lands on my ass.

“Bellamy!” I laugh and he just holds me firmly in place.

“Just sleep sweetheart. I’m not going to do anything, I just like holding you. It’s been a long day.” I’mabout to object, but then I remember. One of his Shifters was killed. I’m not the only one who had ahard time. I decide to let him get away with it, this time.

“So compliant. I’m going to sleep well.” He mutters cheekily, but I can hear the sleep in his voice. He’sexhausted and practically asleep already.

“Goodnight.” I whisper and listen as his breathing evens out and slows until he is completely asleep. Imight have objected a little, but I really don’t mind Bellamy’s hand on me like this.

Bellamy might have cooled down in the shower, but I did no such thing. Still, I know one thing for sure. Imight still be scared and be holding back right now, but my b*dy and hormones are definitely onehundred percent on board with taking things further. It’s my mind that is struggling to catch up. I’m noteven sure exactly what it is I’m waiting for.

When I eventually sleep, I am not surprised to see Kiara again. It’s not as traumatising as last. night’snightmare, but it is heartbreaking. She sobs. All night. Occasionally she manages to fall asleep, only tojerk awake moments later, a scream on her face. She is clearly having nightmares. I mean, who

wouldn’t. But each time she wakes up she looks a little more broken and then continues sobbing. Herbig eyes are red and swollen with black shadows underneath. Her cheek is still badly bruised. Her hairis so tangled I’m not sure it can even be brushed out at this point and I can see the shadows of bruiseson her arms too. I can’t imagine ever being forced to watch someone die, much less be killed. But Iknow that there is no way she is coming out of this without some serious emotional scars. I just hope Ican replace her before it’s too late for her to heal, if it isn’t already too late. But no, I just refuse to think likethat. I’m going to replace her, Bellamy is going

to help and we will replace her. She will be a mess and is going to need a lot of care and love and I’mgoing to make sure she gets it. I don’t know what family she has left, but I’ll replace them, and if I can’t…well, I don’t know. I’ll figure something out. I do my best to stay hopeful, I cling to my optimism anddetermination. But the longer I watch her cry, the more my heart breaks and the harder it is to convincemyself that everything wi

will turn out well. I wake carly in the morning and I can feel wet tears on my cheeks. Not ready to facereality, I turn and hide my face in Bellamy’s chest. He isn’t awake, not really, but he still wraps his armstightly around me and pulls me in close, murmuring some reassuring nonsense and doing his best tobe comforting. Eventually, I fall asleep again, my mind too tired to do anything other than let everythingfinally fade into blackness.

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