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Blaze POVI fucked him over and over, until he was sobbing and begging to come, then I kept fucking him long after he had given up, pushing him right to the edge again and again until I was sure he couldn’t take any more. Only then did I finally let him come.Now he’s passed out, completely exhausted, and I’m still buried deep inside him, his body warm and tight around my cock. It feels so fucking good I don’t want to move. But I need to find out the truth.I need to know what the hell is going on in his world. As much as I don’t want to pull away right now, this is the only chance I’m going to fucking have.I carefully pull out of him, almost groaning at the loss of that tight heat. He stirs slightly but doesn’t wake. Good. I throw on my boxers and start moving quietly through the apartment.I grab his phone first. It’s just calls and messages from me, Siren, and his other friends. Nothing else. No pictures, no suspicious contacts, nothing. I place it down but pause. That’s not the p

Dylan POVProve to him? I don’t need to prove shit to Blaze. The only person I need to prove anything to is my father, and I’ve been doing that my entire life.Blaze stands there waiting, like he expects me to play his fucking game. I’m not.“I’m waiting, Dylan. What’s the plan? Do it. Show me you can protect yourself. Get out of this room and I’ll admit defeat and accept that you have what it takes to take over.”Fine.I run for the door but before I even get three steps I’m flying through the air. My body lands hard on the bed. Groaning, I stand up quickly.“Be glad I threw you onto the bed. Could have been the floor.”“Fuck you! That proves fucking nothing!”He spreads his arms out, his body relaxed like this is some kind of game to him. “I’m still the enemy, and right now I think I have a pretty good chance of killing you. Prove me wrong.”I go to run for the door again but he steps in the way. Fuck it. Sure it’s a dirty move, but I’m done. I swing my knee up hard, aiming between

Blaze POVAfter fucking Dylan I walk him back to my room and let him get into bed. He’s exhausted, completely worn out, so I pull the covers over him and watch as he drifts off into a nap. I need to find out what Titan wanted me for. Walking through the club, I don’t see any of the patched in members who are allowed into church.Which means something has happened and church is currently running. I walk to the room and step in.“About time,” Echo mutters as I sit down.“What’s going on?”“Grim has messaged. Said he’s meeting the West Crew. Wondered if a few of us wanted to go listen in.”“Fuck yeah,” I reply immediately.“We all voted to go. The question is who. Two is needed at the most. Anymore and we run the risk of getting seen,” Ghost explains.“I’m going.” I need to. I need to hear if anything is said about Dylan, if they know him.“Figured you would. We’re thinking Titan goes with you,” Echo says.“What?” Why the fuck Titan?“Look, we’ve got a meeting with the Cursed Kings, not

Dylan POVI woke up and snuck out like a coward. I know it’s pathetic, but facing Blaze when he’s so fucking set on making me give up my place within my family isn’t something I can handle right now.Walking into my father’s house, it’s quiet. I go straight into the office and he looks up at me.“Where have you been?”“Just seeing what I can find out about the West Crew and spending time with Allana.”He hums. “How is that going? Allana. Trying for a baby?”“No idea. I agreed and we’re trying, but I don’t know how it’s actually going. You should probably ask her.” Like I know anything about it. We’ve fucked once, and I know I can’t put it off every time.“Okay. So these weapons, we’re going to get them, intercept them and bring them back here. Possibly sell them on or use them.”Echo was right. My father won’t keep them off the streets. I understand the club, Echo is focused on ensuring the town is safe. My father doesn’t care about the locals unless they are in his pocket.“Wouldn’t

Blaze POVI wake up in pain, every breath feeling like knives in my chest, and for a long moment all I want is to crawl back into the darkness that had kept me hostage for who knows how long.“He’s awake,” a voice says, and I open my eyes slightly to see Echo standing there. For a moment I’m confused, the room swimming around me, then everything floods back in a sickening rush. Fuck. Dylan left me to fucking die. Just to keep the fact he’s gay a secret from his father.“You look like shit,” Echo chuckles, but there’s relief in his voice.“I feel like it,” I whisper, my throat raw and painful.“So, broken ribs, hand, fingers, and a punctured lung. Broken nose as well. But you’re alive.”I shouldn’t be. “How did you find me?” I ask, trying to sit up but wincing at the sharp pain in my side.“Dylan.”My eyes widen. “He told you?”“No. We pulled him in, showed him a picture of a guy. He claimed to have no idea who it was so we followed him back to his father’s, then stopped them from leav