12. Beck

I thought everyone in our original group was into both men and women except Neco and Lance. Were we wrong about Lance, too? Because I thought Neco just kissed me because I bested him and he wanted to get out of talking about Lance. Then, he tangled his hands in my hair and really went for it.

Yeah, Neco was either very committed to not talking about Lance or he was into men. And you just didn't kiss like that if you weren't. My hand fumbled to his trousers, and he was rock hard. Yeah, definitely into this.

Neco let out a soft growl and ground his cock into my hand. I bit his neck.

"You could have kissed me when you weren't losing a fight."

Neco just laughed.

"I can't be into men."

I propped myself up on my elbow and started stroking his abs. Neco had nice abs.

"Why the fuck not? Half of Guttertown is. We don't agree with the nonsense the rest of Nestran believes."

"No, I agree with Guttertown. There's nothing wrong with it. But they did get something right. Momma wants grandbabies and Rowena wants a baby to play with. I can't do that with a man. And I like women."

"So do I. I like them a lot. Do you even want kids, Neco? Like, you? Not your mom and sister."

"Dunno. I haven't met a woman I wanted to have them with yet."

"Then what's stopping you from playing around until you met her? This is Guttertown. The woman you marry might want to play with other men with you. Remember Lissa from school? She used to play with Ollie, Ronan, and me. She married that blacksmith's apprentice who is into Ollie and they invite him to their bedroom all the time. Ollie only tells them no because he can't stand the apprentice."

"No shit?"

"Yeah. And your mom and Rowena adore you. They wouldn't care if you were just into men."

"I'm not. I really like women. Problem is, the only ones who like me are a little scary."

I laughed because if anyone had any sense, they'd be afraid of Neco. He was fiercely protective of his people, but he also decided every woman and child in Guttertown were his people. I don't think most people knew his secret, but you could just tell from looking at him that he could pop your head like a grape if he was in a bad mood.

I let my hand trail down to his cock. It was still hard.

"I'm attracted to you. I just always thought you weren't into men. I'm a little scary," I growled.

I slipped my hand down the front of his trousers and gripped his cock. Neco moaned when I started stroking it.

"You're not the same kind of scary and I can just hit you when you come at me. Men who hit women deserve to die."

Clearly, since if they did it in Guttertown, they were mysteriously ending up dead and a bag of gold was found by their victims. But Neco could tell me about that when he was ready. We'd just hit a breakthrough in our relationship and I wasn't about to ruin it.

I just knew Neco had never been with a man before because he put rules on himself. Even if we never did this again, and I hoped we did, Neco needed this. He was so focused on protecting his family, and his murder side hobby, he wasn't taking much time for himself. Unless that was what the murder side hobby was for, but that wasn't really healthy.

I untied the laces to his trousers and pulled them down. Fuck me. Neco was a giant with his clothes on and off. There was one thing the rest of Nestran didn't understand. Women knew what women liked in the bedroom and men knew what men liked. They all came here and paid for sex because we were open enough to compare notes. The girls at the brothel gave me pointers to please women, and I gave them some tips on giving head for their Johns.

They were tips I was about to get all over Neco's cock. I gripped the shaft and swirled the head with my tongue. I used my thumb to massage the spot between his balls and his arse before I took him down the back of my throat. Damn, he was big. And it was kind of a power trip having Guttertown's own serial killer at my mercy.

I didn't take it easy on Neco. I'd known Neco since we were toddlers. He didn't do easy, and he never shied away from anything difficult. I furiously bobbed my head on his cock while working him with my hand.

Neco just snarled. He tangled his hands in my hair and tried to move my head harder. I didn't mind. Ronan got a little enthusiastic sometimes. I briefly wondered if I'd ever find out how Lance liked his cock sucked. I mean, I didn't think Neco was into men, either. The five us of in bed together as adults was something everyone but Neco and Lance wanted.

But this was about Neco, not anyone else. I wasn't going to give him a prostate massage with no oil, but a taint massage felt good, too. Neco growled and tried to push me away.

"Fuck! I'm going to cum."

Oh, that wasn't how this worked. I was just as strong as he was and refused to let him push me away. No, his orgasm was mine. I kept going until he spilled into my mouth. I sat back on my heels feeling immensely proud of myself.

"We can do that any time you want. If you're up for it, Ronan and Ollie would probably want to play, too. Even if you decide you ever want to talk to or about Lance, we'd like that, too. None of us can figure out if Lance is into men like that, but he's still a good friend."

Neco just grunted.

"My idea of pillow talk isn't discussing my mortal enemy. If you're going to bring up Lance after my dick was in your mouth, then we can't do this again. And I want to return the favor, so don't ruin it."

I sighed. Neco and Lance were both Argents, but in Guttertown, that just meant your father was one of ten Barons. They didn't look like they were remotely related. Neco was dark and huge while Lance was lithe and fair. We'd never know for sure until Lance found out who is father was and told us.

Lance and Neco Argent might not look alike, but they were both pig-headed stupid enough to be half siblings.