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while the room around him burned. In each of those nightmares, Blaze
always emerged the loser. He’d wake up in the morning, screaming and scratching
at his scars, knowing it wasn’t all just a terrible dream.
    Levi didn’t budge. He crossed his
arms, comfortable in his splendid nudity.
    “You’re really going to make me
beg?” Blaze asked. He knew he would do it in heartbeat. Desperation clawed at
him, and so did the need to be able to touch and feel another human being
without judgment. Men like Levi were few and far between, and he knew he’d
never get another opportunity like this again. “Fine,” Blaze snapped, surprised
when a large hand lifted his chin.
    “Understand this, Blaze. I don’t
like forcing the unwilling. If you want me to stop, I’ll stop and leave you the
hell alone. If you want to die so badly, then I won’t get in your way.”
    Levi’s words hurt in their simple
honesty. Blaze swallowed. Before Levi Black came back into his life, all he’d
wanted was to die. Reading the letter sent by the City Council and knowing he’d
put more people in danger because of his mistake nearly drove him to the brink
of suicide.
    Blaze may have his pride, but the
last thing he wanted was to involve more people in his mess.
    “I want you in me, Levi.” It was a
painful admission, but Levi was the only man who seemed genuine in his
intentions. To Levi, Blaze wasn’t a novelty or a freak. He was simply a man
Levi wanted, and it looked liked Levi wanted him badly.
    “Good. I want you over that table.”
    Blaze shuddered at the command in
Levi’s voice. He didn’t resist as Levi laid him on his back over the dining
table. There was a surprising gentleness to Levi, as if he was afraid Blaze
would break under his hands.
    The press of the polished wooden
surface felt erotic against his bare skin. He let Levi spread his legs apart.
    “Hold on, let me get the lube.”
    Blaze craned his neck to see Levi
cursing and clumsily fumbling through the pocket of his jeans. He smiled at the
sight.
    Catching him looking, Levi snarled,
“Smirk all you want, pyromancer. You won’t be smirking once I start pounding
into you.”
    Just imagining Levi’s long, thick,
glorious length moving inside him made Blaze shift uncomfortably against the
table.
    Gathering the remains of his
dignity, Blaze asked, “You always carry spare lube around, bear?”
    “Huh? Nah. Just for this occasion.” Levi returned, his form
looming above Blaze. He skimmed his large callused hands over Blaze’s inner
thigh, making him sigh. The gentle gesture was at odds with his personality,
Blaze thought, groaning when Levi’s fingers curled around his steel-hard cock.
    “I want you to know one thing
before I fuck you, Blaze.” Levi’s eyes looked directly at him, making him
shiver slightly. “I’ve spent months looking for you. Months of hell wondering
if you were really alive.”
    “Just so we can kill the Biter?”
Blaze asked, quite aware of how ridiculous it was to have a conversation with
his legs sprayed open lewdly like a whore. He began to close them, but Levi
easily shoved himself between his legs, his hand pressed firmly against one
calf.
    “For a fucking wizard, you sure are
dumb.”
    “What the hell?”
    “I hunted you down to claim you,
asshole.” The intensity of Levi’s gaze and the cold, hard iron in his voice
told Blaze the shifter was completely serious.
    “Claim me?” Blaze choked.
    “As my mate. You’re mine, Blaze. You belong to me and I belong to you. Don’t tell me you haven’t
felt anything.”
    The denial on the tip of Blaze’s
tongue faltered and died away. How could he lie to Levi, when Levi had been
nothing but honest to him? How could he deny the mind-numbing and heart-racing
desire that took hold of his body the moment Levi entered his threshold?
    After the fire, didn’t something
linger and whisper in his ear night after night? Didn’t he wonder why he
continued on living, despite how much he told