NoahDax laughs at me.Big, delighted, head thrown back, the laugh of a man who’s sure he’s holding all the cards.So I take them from him.I turn into him, hook his leg, and toss him onto his own bed.He goes down easy because part of him wants to see where this is headed, which is his whole problem and my whole opening."There a plan here, Hunter, or just vandalism?""Shirt off."He peels it away slow, on purpose, watching me watch, and even now, months in, the sight of him gets under my skin with professional efficiency.Miles of him.Golden eyes gone half amber already, and I did that with a shove and two words.I get his pants off with one hand, and he lifts his hips to help, still grinning, hard and flushed against his stomach, no underwear because he's an animal."Enjoying the view?""Not really."My mouth is watering. He can probably smell it.I kneel over him, take his jaw in my hand, and turn his head toward the mirror.The grin dies fast."Watch," I tell him."That's my lin
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