F*ck Forgiveness by BA Tortuga

Author:BA Tortuga [Tortuga, BA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 07730-02493
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2016-06-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Declan held Danny until he was sleeping deep enough to dream. Until those poor skeletal fingers let go of his arms and relaxed. Only then did he get up and start making his mate some food. Real food. Meat. He got ground beef out of the fridge and shaped it into patties. Got the steaks seasoned with a little salt and pepper. Sweet potatoes went into the microwave to soften and Dec started frying bacon to dice up into those. Danny needed to eat, to feed.

Starving his mate. Scarring him. Drowning him. Bastards. Motherfuckers.

Declan shook his head, pushed the growl back down. He couldn’t risk Danny thinking that was meant for him. Those fuckers wouldn’t get Danny back. Ever.

If they came looking, well, Declan would show them how incredibly defensible his land was, just like he’d shown his former pack, pretty much. Periodically one of their kind would come by, parade a woman in front of him, and he’d run them off. Like he would ever mate with anyone but his Danny. His perfect, laughing lover.

God, what they’d done to his Daniel. Trying to ruin him.

He needed to kill someone, tear their throats out and watch them bleed out, prove to Danny that he would defend and protect his mate.

As if his mate has read his mind - not that that was completely outside the realm of possibility, for fuck’s sake - Danny came in, blinking at him, naked, rumpled and still goofy with pillow marks on his face.

“Hey, baby. I found a pair of old sweats for you to wear. They’ll be nice and soft.” Of course, they were dug out from when he was twelve, before his balls had dropped. At least they’d fit Danny’s skinny ass.

“Thanks. I… I was dreaming.”

“Was that bad?” He wasn’t sure. Did making love with him cause nightmares or good dreams? It made a difference.

“No.” He got a half-smile, quirky and utterly charming. “I mean, I wouldn’t tell anyone I had it but you, you know, but I can. Tell you, I mean…”

“Of course you can. What was it about?” He beckoned, and Danny came to him.

“Running.” Danny’s nose was going overtime, twitching and sniffing, scenting the food.

He’d start with the sweet potato. Dec grabbed one out of the microwave, splitting it. “I made you a veg, baby. See?”

“Thank you. Smells so good.” Danny nuzzled his jaw, body trembling against him.

“Mmm.” He turned and took a tiny kiss. Declan’d eaten a bit of bacon, so that would start the chain, let Danny remember. He could feel Danny’s stomach growl against him. “Come on.” He got a plate together, butter and bacon on the potato.

“I… There’s butter. I’m not supposed to eat that.” Danny’s eyes devoured the plate, the hunger palpable.

“Baby, you need it.” He forked up a bit and held it to Danny’s lips.

Danny’s eyes rolled and the blue was back, shining through as the bite was snapped up.

Perfect. Such a good man. Now that he knew it wasn’t Danny’s choice, that he’d been led by terror, Declan knew what to do.

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