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Adam was never letting Noah go. Never. He couldn’t. He knew that now. He couldn’t live without him, and he knew—in that deep, dark ugly part of himself he wasn’t supposed to ever acknowledge out loud—that he’d never let Noah live without him either.
“God, you’re so fucking good for me. Always willing to get on your knees for me, bend over for me.”
“I love you like this,” Adam said. “Naked. Helpless. Completely at my mercy.”
know that hands that killed without an ounce of regret were the ones now holding him in a vise grip so he could fuck him harder.
That a body crafted to make his kills more efficient was contracting over him, driving deep into him, wanting to leave as many marks as he could to show the world Noah was his.
