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“But if this is too much for you…if I’m too much for you, I get it. I’m…a lot.”
My instincts tell me you’re the one. What do yours tell you?”
“This is crazy.” “All the best things are.”
I don’t want to think at all. Just stop me from thinking about anything but you. Us.”
What was the point of being the villain if he let the right thing get in the way of what he wanted?
Adam had no problem being the aggressor; it was his default setting. If Noah wanted it rough, he’d give him what he wanted.
Was Adam just as hot for him?
Open your fucking mouth and show me how bad you want it.”
“Fuck, baby. Your mouth feels so good. You’re doing so fucking good for me,”
It was painful…terrifying…and also the single hottest moment of Noah’s life to date.
“That’s it. There you go. You’re doing so good. Just a little more. Oh, fuck. A little more. You’re so tight. So fucking tight for me.”
I love how you just babble whenever you’re about to come. It drives me crazy.”
“The foundation of this family was forged from a thousand corpses. Of course, we’re paranoid. That’s how we’re able to do what we do,”
“Atticus almost married that psycho Kendra, and none of you batted an eye at that train wreck,”
“He’s mine. I won’t give him up. Don’t push me on this or I swear to fucking God, I’ll burn it all down. Do you hear me? If you make me choose, I’ll choose him.”
“You can’t lie to me, you know. I’m the one who taught you how. I know all your tells.”
Adam knew for a fact that his father had a favorite, but nobody talked about it. Aiden was his father’s favorite.
If you didn’t get close to someone, they couldn’t leave.
“Yeah, be loud for me. Fuck, I love it. I’m going to make a mess of you.”
So fucking good for me. You’re gonna make me come.”
“Sorry. I can’t keep my hands off of you.”
“Oh, fuck. I’m so close. Hnf. Yes. Oh, my God, just like that. Yes. Yes. Oh. Fuck. Oh… Fuck.”
“I’m not sorry at all. What was I supposed to do with you all naked and warm in my bed?”
“If he hurts you, I’ll put him through a meat grinder. Alive. Slowly.”
He wanted to taste every part of him, touch every part of him, crawl inside him and live in his skin.
“Fuck, you’re already hard,” he growled against his lips. “I can take care of that for you if you just quit your job. I have a whole list of things I want to do to you. Unbutton your pants and we’ll start right now,”
“You cannot seduce me to get what you want.” Adam frowned. “Why not?”
Could you try to drive a less conspicuous car to pick me up? People are going to think I’m banging a drug dealer and try to roll me in the alley.”
“I feel like you’re making fun of me, but I can’t tell.”
“You’re a rude and ungrateful child. Your father should have quit while he was ahead.”
“Yet, he has NSA-level encryption software.” “All the most depraved losers do,” Calliope said.
Poor Noah. Noah was strong. Tough.
“Adam. Please, tell me you didn’t forget to pick up the twins from the airport.” He’d definitely forgotten to pick the twins up from the airport.
Adam’s dominating personality was just what Noah needed when things got to be too much.
Psychopathy doesn’t mean we feel nothing. It just means we don’t form attachments in the same way others do.”
It felt like he’d met Noah a million years ago and they’d been separated all this time. And now, he was back. Back where he belonged.
Noah could never leave him. Never. He belonged to Adam.
His siblings were going to need a ride the rest of the way home if they didn’t shut the fuck up because he was going to dump them on the side of the highway.
Noah was now a thing necessary for Adam’s survival.
“That you’re mine. Just mine. That you fucking belong to me.”
“Bedroom. Now. And you better run because I plan to fuck you wherever I catch you.”
Nobody had ever looked at Noah the way Adam did.
if Adam changed his mind, it might fucking kill Noah. He had nobody. Nobody but Adam.
Noah wanted Adam because he knew he would burn the whole fucking world down for him and never feel a shred of remorse.
“Oh, fuck. Do it,” Noah rambled. “Please. I’m so fucking close. I want to feel it. I want to feel you come inside me.” “Beg for it,” Adam demanded.
Honestly, if I said half the things I think when I look at you, you’d run screaming into the night.”
“Like I want to stitch my body to yours. Like I want to live inside your skin. Like I would handcuff you to the radiator if you tried to leave me.”
“I won’t let you go.” “I’m not trying to leave,”
“I know you’re mine. I know it. Deep down, in that part of my brain that doesn’t care what is right or how society dictates how people choose a mate. I chose you. I want you. Just you. My brain has picked you, and now, I can’t undo it. You’re trapped. With me. For life.”
Who was to say Adam and Noah couldn’t make their relationship work off of kinky sex and a shared understanding that neither of them would ever be mentally sound?
