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cock straining painfully behind his zipper. Unable to resist any longer, he ran his hands over his mate’s back and then cupped his ass firmly, squeezing the soft mounds in his hands.
    The feel of his mate’s body, the kiss that was heating his blood, sparked something inside Sloane, making him feel as though he had to have D now, this second. He reached between them and slid open D’s pants, palming the man’s erection as he nibbled his way down D’s neck, inhaling his scent.
    D’s hands fumbled with Sloane’s zipper, freeing his cock and curling his shaking hand around Sloane’s shaft. The vampire was uncoordinated at first, jerky and unsure, but then he began to match Sloane stroke for stroke. The knowledge that it was his mate in his bed, giving Sloane so much pleasure, made his head spin with the reality.
    Sloane’s thumb slipped over the head of D’s cock, giving him a natural lube to use as he thrust his hand harder, letting his fingers play over D’s balls on the downstroke. The skin was smooth and flawless, silky to the touch as Sloane twisted his wrist and tightened his fist.
    “Sloane, oh, Sloane,” D cried out into Sloane’s mouth with a desperation that made Sloane growl out his approval. He thrust his hips, sending his cock further into D’s clutch. It had been ages since he had been with a lover, and Sloane knew that as badly as he wanted this to last all night, he was going to come very soon.
    It couldn’t be helped, not when D was lying almost under him, giving himself over to Sloane so shamelessly.
    Sloane slanted his head, licking a long path across D’s lips and then bit down gently on the kiss-bruised beauties. He lifted his head, laying it next to D’s as he closed his eyes, trying desperately to let D come first.
    “Come for me, Dudley,” Sloane whispered against his mate’s temple as the electricity shot through his body, signaling that he was so damn close that he was about to come.
    D shouted out his pleasure as hot spunk filled Sloane’s hand and filled his senses. His cock throbbed a few more times in his mate’s hand before Sloane erupted, his seed shooting onto D’s shirt. The scent of their combined cum made Sloane want to fuck D until his mate was shouting to the heavens.
    D collapsed against Sloane, nuzzling into his chest as he sighed.
    Now that the moment had passed, Sloane wasn’t sure what he should say or do. He slowly wrapped his arms around his mate, resting his chin on D’s head.
    Could it be as simple as letting go?
    “Thank you,” D said quietly.
    “For what?”
    “Giving me another chance.”
    Sloane pulled D closer, kissing his dark hair as he stared at the far wall, letting everything run through his mind that had taken place between the two of them. They couldn’t continue in the strained relationship they were in, so Sloane knew he had to man up.
    “I’ll send for your things. You can live here with me so I can keep an eye on your wandering ass,” he teased. Sloane knew damn well that this was what he wanted all along, and he was going to try his best to make things work between him and D.
    D turned over in his arms, smiling up at Sloane. “Do you mean it?”
    “Yes.”
    D patted his chest, excitement blazing in his eyes. “You don’t have a coffeepot. We need to get a coffeepot if I’m going to be staying here.”
    “Hell, no,” Sloane said as he shook his head. “I’ve heard what caffeine does to you.”
    D snorted. “Lies, all lies. I can handle my cup of coffee just as well as the next guy. Get me some, and I’ll prove it to you.”
    Sloane couldn’t deny that he was curious to see what coffee did to his mate. Pa had told him that D went a little off the deep end when he drank it, and Sloane was feeling devilish enough to see what would happen.
    “I’ll tell you what,” he started as he ran his fingers over D’s thin face, “I have to go into town so I’ll pick you up a cup from the diner, but you have to eat and put some