Page 17 of Sweet Refuge


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When he extracted his teeth, he buried himself deep in Laith’s body, riding out the crashing sensations of his climax. His mate collapsed on top of him, his breathing labored.

“Goddamn,” Tillman said as he ran his hands up and down Laith’s spine. “Just…damn.”

“Mmm.” Laith cuddled close. “Just what I needed.”

Laith pulled forward, and Tillman’s softening cock slipped from his mate’s body. They both groaned. He could see that sex with Laith was going to happen often. Tillman loved how the man felt, his responsiveness, and the cute noises he made while Tillman fucked him— Okay, if he didn’t stop thinking about it, they weren’t going to leave the bed.

“Shower,” Tillman said, and Laith obeyed. He watched as his mate walked to the bathroom, and he loved how the small ass swayed back and forth. God, he was going to live inside Laith’s ass.

The guy had just shown him heaven, and Tillman was now addicted to it.

He waited until Laith was finished before he took a quick shower. Once they were both fully clothed, Tillman walked to the living room and stopped. He’d completely forgotten about Daniel.

The guy was sprawled out over Laith’s couch, remote in hand, a bowl of popcorn balanced on his slim chest. “I have exceptional hearing,” Daniel said as he sat up and set the bowl aside. “Next time you two run off to knock boots, warn a guy.”

“You delivered your warning.” Tillman pointed at the front door. “You can get out now.”

Daniel shot from the couch. “But I can’t go back,” he argued. “My father will punish me for coming to Laith.”

“Not my problem.” Tillman walked to the door and opened it. “Vamoose before I put my size fourteen boot up your ass.”

Daniel crossed his arms. “I’m not leaving. I’m not about to let you sentence me to a cruel punishment, Tillman. Why can’t we come up with a plan?”

“You leave, and if your father comes anywhere near my mate, I end him. That’s the plan.”

“I could be Laith’s bodyguard,” Daniel argued.

Tillman snorted. “Place my mate’s safety in your hands? Do I look like I was born yesterday? And even if you’re being genuine, the last time my mate was jumped, you hid.”

“If I would have tried to save Laith, my father really would have suspected the truth.”

“Then you should have let him.” Tillman marched forward, towering over Daniel. “You should have protected Laith, not your own ass. Just like a demon to think only of himself.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Daniel glared at him.

“Guys!” Laith walked into the room, rubbing his temples. “You two are giving me a solid headache. Daniel, you can stay, as long as you behave yourself.” He turned to Tillman. “We’ll stay at your place, and you’re going to stop picking on him.”

“Me?” Tillman looked incredulously at Laith. “How am I picking on him?”

Behind Laith’s back, Daniel stuck his tongue out at Tillman.

Tillman growled.

“Like that,” Laith said. “No intimidating him, either.”

“And I’m supposed to be okay with your ex hanging around?” Tillman was furious, but he wasn’t dumb enough to go against Laith. His mate might be human, and slim, but it seemed he had one hell of a fiery attitude.

“He’s hanging around my apartment, not around me,” Laith pointed out. “He’ll be our early warning in case daddy dearest shows up.”

Tillman just wanted five seconds with Daniel so he could choke the hell out of the little shit. How had Laith found anything attractive about the demon?

“Fine,” Tillman grumbled, “but if I catch him anywhere near you, I’m skinning him alive.”

Daniel chuckled. “Aren’t you the one who’s supposed to be skinned and used as a rug?”

Tillman growled again. “Don’t push your damn luck.”

His gut told him this was a very bad idea. Tillman just hoped Laith didn’t pay for this idiotic decision.

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