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“Let’s get inside,” Dagon choked out, his voice returning to its prepubescent stage. The little devil smirked at him. Taylor knew what he was doing. Dagon had no doubt about it.

Taylor placed his helmet on the seat of the bike, pulling his leather off and draping it over his arm. “I had a nice time, thank you.”

“Me, too.” After a thousand trips to the bathroom, and almost getting caught twice by people coming in and hearing his frustrated grunts. What a day.

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Opening the front door and letting his mate in, Dagon nearly had a heart attack when the entire house jumped out and yelled, “Surprise!” It would have been a surprise if he attacked their dumb asses for taking one hundred years off of his life expectancy.

The foyer began to sing “Happy Birthday” to Taylor. His mate was grinning from ear to ear, and his hand grabbed Dagon’s as he stepped a little closer. Taylor initiating hand-holding was a step toward progress. He would have him screaming to the gods by tonight.

Hopefully.

Maybe.

If not, he would sleep in the bathroom…naked.

His mate was carted off by the other mates. Music blasted throughout the den and foyer. With so many people, the excess had spilled out of the party room. Law growled when he heard the song playing.

I like big butts and I cannot lie, you other brothers can’t deny…

“You think you’re smart, don’t you!” Josh yelled from somewhere.

Dagon cracked up. His brother’s mate did have a big bodacious booty. Thank goodness Taylor hadn’t inherited it. His butt was perfect, a small bubble, not a hot air balloon.

He saw from the corner of his eye Nero and Cecil high- fiving each other.

“Come on.” Taylor appeared at his side, pulling Dagon into the room of sweaty and dancing bodies. Dagon grabbed Taylor, spun him around, and pulled his ass to Dagon’s crotch, swinging his hips around to the music.

Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt…baby got
back…

He was shocked and pleased that Taylor not only
didn’t
protest, he was pushing back into Dagon. Why did there have to be a room
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full of people? His mate seemed receptive now, and Dagon wanted to test that theory.

Crap
. He moved away when he spotted Melonee making her way toward them. Guess the dirty dancing would be reserved for their bedroom, hopefully. Visions of porcelain and faucets made Dagon groan.

“I want to dance with him.” Melonee pulled his mate away.

After a few more songs, and plenty of tense moments when Taylor danced seductively with him, they all adjourned to the dining room to cut the cake. He and Taylor stood up front, his mate blowing the candles out. Everyone clapped, and Dagon took that moment to lay a blazing kiss on his mate’s lips. Cheers, catcalls, and whistles echoed through the room.

“Happy birthday,” Dagon growled into his mate’s parted lips. His hand held Taylor’s neck, his thumb caressing his mate’s nape.

“Ung,” Taylor replied.

“No sex in room.” Keata giggled as Maverick clamped his hands over Melonee’s ears, narrowing his eyes at Keata. The mate just laughed and shook his head at the Alpha.

Dagon forgot where they were. All he could focus on were those beautiful green eyes, which matched his in color. Taylor stood there staring at Dagon as if he wanted more, the lustful gleam in his eyes a dead giveaway.

“Cake first?” Remi asked.

Dagon’s mind unfroze, and the room came back into view, the voices infiltrating his ears.

“Yes, of course.” He smiled down at Taylor before handing his mate the knife. “You get first cut.”

The party went into full swing. There were buffet tables set up, punch bowls, and it seemed everyone was having a good time.

Taylor’s skin was flushed, and Dagon was pleased to see him laughing practically all evening.

“Thank you.”

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Dagon turned to see Josh standing at his side. “For what?”

“He’s never really had a birthday celebration. I can tell he is having the time of his life.”

“Not even as a child?” This was odd. What parents didn’t throw birthday parties for their child?

Josh shook his head. “My mom didn’t believe in them.” Dagon felt for his mate. He wondered, not for the first time, what kind of upbringing Taylor actually had.

He walked into the den, placing his hand on Taylor’s shoulder for the contact as his mate smiled up at him. “I’m having a good time.” Dagon’s chest tightened at that smile. He knew at that exact moment that he would do anything to keep it on Taylor’s face.

He stiffened, grabbing Taylor and pushing him behind his back as the smell of mothballs stung his nose.

Demon.

* * * *

“Come on.” Dagon pulled Taylor into their bedroom, slamming the door shut. “I don’t know which person down there is being imitated, and I’m not waiting to find out.” Taylor nodded. He didn’t give a shit about any stinking demon because he was still charmed by that incredible kiss from earlier.

“Are you okay?” Dagon asked as he led Taylor over to the bed, sitting down and then pulling Taylor down next to him. Their arms and thighs touched, and Taylor didn’t protest, wanting Dagon and questioning his sanity at the same time.

All he knew was that when he was near him, everything felt right, felt complete.

“Uh-huh.” Taylor’s eyes were fixated on Dagon’s lips, wanting another kiss, no, needing one, more than his next breath. He pulled Dagon’s head down, kissing him as if
he
were possessed.

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Dagon placed his hands on Taylor’s shoulders and gently pushed Taylor back. “Slow down,
cachorro
.” The wolf cupped his face, and the side of his mouth pulled back into a half smile. “There’s no need to rush.”

Taylor couldn’t focus. His mind was in a lust- induced fog as he sat so close to the one man that had him questioning everything. The scent of leather and man shrouded his thoughts and made him want things that he never thought to want.

“Please,” he begged softly, unsure at this point what he was begging for. All he knew was that he had a deep ache inside of him to be with Dagon.

For over a month now, Dagon had occupied his every thought, his every dream. Taylor wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline or the need that was making him so bold.

There was a lightning storm of emotions colliding inside of Taylor. A need so strong to be with Dagon that he tossed all caution to the wind and unsnapped his jeans, pushing his hand deep inside as he tried to relieve the ache that felt as though it were boiling his blood.


Cachorro
.” Dagon’s breath grew ragged, his eyes glued to Taylor’s hand. Taylor had no clue where his wanton behavior was coming from, but he couldn’t stop, not now, and not when his blood felt as though it were on fire. He pulled his cock free, squeezing until pre-cum ran down the sides of his fingers.

Dagon’s arm pulled back slightly, and Taylor draped himself across his mate’s lap. Taylor toed his shoes off, hearing them hit the floor and trying his best to rid himself of his jeans. Dagon slid his hand in the waistband, tugging them down and off.

With his cock fully freed, Taylor boldly began to stroke the hardened shaft, unable to look up at his mate, but unable to care that he was lying in a man’s lap as he did it either. He moaned when Dagon’s hand joined his, the strong grip sending pulses of raw need throughout his entire body.

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His voice echoed a throaty whine in the quiet room, the callused hand slowly and torturously worshipping his shaft. “Dagon.” Taylor wasn’t sure why he called the man’s name, and he wasn’t sure he would keep his sanity at the moment either.


Cachorro,
are you sure you’re ready?” Taylor couldn’t think right now, let alone answer any questions.

He pulled at Dagon’s clothes, wanting skin, needing to be touched in the most intimate way.

Dagon nodded, placing Taylor on the bed and disrobing, pulling Taylor’s shirt free to leave them both bare.

Taylor’s breath hitched, and then his world turned inside out when Dagon rubbed his naked body over his. He spread his legs apart, his groin blazing to be sated. His skin began to buzz with the skin-on-skin contact.

His hands reached up, landing on Dagon’s shoulders, and pulled his mate down to him. Taylor wanted lips, teeth, and tongue. Dagon meshed their lips together, giving Taylor the most seductive kiss he had ever had. He opened as Dagon’s tongue swept in, stealing the very breath from his lungs.

His legs came up and laced around Dagon’s waist, trying in earnest to grind his cock into some part of this fearsome man. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of Dagon’s shoulders, pulling him forward and pushing him back. Taylor was losing his mind.

Dagon’s hands explored his body in such a sensual manner that Taylor thought he would go up in flames. The feeling of a man’s cock against him didn’t repulse him like he’d thought it would. This made him even braver. He grabbed one of Dagon’s hands and guided it down and behind him.

His mate’s eyes locked on to his, his eyes questioning as Taylor bit his bottom lip and nodded.

Taylor hissed when a finger was inserted into him. It felt strange, foreign, and wonderful.

“Relax,
cachorro
. I will take this as slow as you need me to.”
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Taylor nodded, taking a deep breath and exhaling as he unclenched his muscle and concentrated on Dagon’s grassy green eyes.

His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his body arched off of the bed when an electricity shower of epic proportions rained down on him. Dagon had rubbed over something inside of him, and Taylor’s world began to spin sideways.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Dagon whispered.

Taylor lost the power of speech. Fragments of who he was splintered as he came. He grabbed on to Dagon, wrapping his arms around his mate’s neck as wave after wave of seed spilled from him.

Dagon pulled his hand free, Taylor tensing when Dagon grabbed for the lube.

“Look into my eyes,
cachorro
.” Taylor did, and saw just how deep and dark the green had turned. “Your body is wonderment to my eyes, your smile more beautiful than a hundred angels.” As his mate crooned to him, Taylor felt Dagon breach him. It was the oddest feeling he’d ever experienced. It pinched and burned, and then slowly eased into something more exhilarating than life.

“O h, god.” Taylor felt Dagon’s cock all the way to his toes. He tilted higher, wanting Dagon to rub that spot again. Dagon’s hands were like manacles as he grabbed Taylor’s wrists and pushed them above his head. He thrust harder, pulling back slowly, allowing that large cock to scrap over his sweet spot, and then rocked back in.

Taylor wasn’t going to survive this.

Dagon pulled free, and Taylor wanted to pummel his fists into his mate’s chest. What the hell?

“Turn over.”

Taylor moved quickly, wanting to feel Dagon back inside of him.

His legs almost gave out when Dagon plunged back in, grabbed his hips, and rattled his teeth with the assault on his ass.

Taylor pulled at the sheets, crawling up the bed, needing to escape the blinding pleasure threatening to consume him. Dagon kept pace as
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he hammered into him, following him up to the headboard where Taylor latched on with nowhere else to go.

“Dagon,” he cried.

“Do you accept me as your mate, Taylor?” Taylor’s fingers dug into the wood, clenching his jaw with the powerful strokes nailing him. “Yes, Dagon.” He dropped to his left when Dagon bit into his shoulder, his body jerking as he came for the second time. Taylor pulled at the headboard with his hands, his body stiffening and crumbling. Dagon cried out behind him, blanketing his back and kissing where he had bitten.

“You are mine now,” Dagon declared.

The last active brain cell fizzled out as Taylor nodded and fell asleep.

* * * *

Dagon lay there holding Taylor as his mate slept, still feeling the buzz from what he could only describe as the best sex of his life. He had felt the ribbons of their souls unwind and merge when he claimed his mate. It was the most prevailing emotion he had ever felt.

Taylor grumbled and shifted around, Dagon running his hand through his mate’s hair. His man was worn out. Taylor burrowed under Dagon.

He smiled. His mate was a snuggler.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood as the feeling of being watched alerted his senses. He scanned the room but saw no one.

Dagon pulled Taylor closer. His instincts had never been wrong before. Someone was here.

He growled low, warning whoever it was that he was aware of their presence. Dagon rolled and covered his mate when two eyes appeared in the shadows of the room. Over by the chair, where the light of the moon wasn’t coming in, were blazing eyes.

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Not eyes on fire, but more of a reflection, as if they were staring into a fire and the irises caught the image and held it. They mesmerized him for a moment, holding his gaze.

A full body walked out of the darkened corner, the man smirking at Dagon as his eyes lowered to Taylor.

“I will not harm him.”

Okay, but the stranger said nothing of Dagon’s safety, as if he needed protection. He mentally snorted
. Not in this lifetime
.

The stranger laid his hand on his chest and gave a slight bow. “I am Panahasi, the leader, if you will, of the Demon Warriors.” Dagon was stunned. He had grown up thinking only were-shifters existed. Since leaving home, he had discovered tiger shifters, vampires, fucking fairies, and now demons? Boy, did his parents get it wrong.

They were
not
the only paranormal creatures.

Dagon shifted and howled when ten men emerged from the shadows behind Panahasi. He wasn’t foolish enough to think he could defend his sleeping mate from these men. There were just too many of them for him to take down alone.

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