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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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    Lynn Hagen
    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