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faded, yet my rut still simmered just beneath the surface. I killed the shower, dragged my clot

ay fro

three steps insid

g in a shaky moan that hit me straight in the gut. My body locked up. I stood frozen i

self. He survived five years with Kn

helpless gasps mixed with needy whines that made my cock twitch hard against my jeans. Even

o keep walking toward the opposite end of the

. Pain and need twisted together in a way that m

mn

building behind the house. Suppressants, painkillers, water, and food. I would

the yard and scanned the tree line out of habit. That was when I saw it, a flicker of mov

wanted to go after him, but another broken moan came from inside the house, loud

ed strong suppressants, water, and fo

ly knocked me back. Kai was curled on the bed, shirt half open, skin f

se. A small, hopeful smile curved his lip

my distance. "Suppressants. Take two now. Ther

p slowly. The shirt slipped further down one shoulder

He moved onto his knees, slow and deliberate. Waves of slick and heat scent rol

ng, especially with my rut clawing at my control. For one second

e image d

happening. Take the damn pills, eat, and rest. I a

ly. He tilted his head in that boyish way that made him l

mured. "I could make you feel good. You

ard the door, refusing t

oner you accept that, the better." I forced

er soft, disappointed sound came from inside the room. My forehead pressed

coul

afte

already knew I would check

ore than any spy wat