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come morning, but neither would mind. Nick spread his knees a little further and canted his
hips then rammed in deep. Josh s scream was proof Nick had pegged the gland he d sought,
and the reward was another shout as Josh s inner muscles squeezed Nick s dick so
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thoroughly he froze with his length buried fully in Josh s ass. Nick gritted his teeth and
strained not to come as his cock was massaged for several seconds. Josh gasped and his
entire body shook, his passage rippling and teasing at Nick s orgasm.
Nick dropped down on top of Josh. He bit the back of Josh s neck, the tangy taste of
sweat coating his tongue. God damn it. Nick sucked hard and shoved his dick further into
Josh s ass. Josh s responding guttural moan shredded Nick s restraint. He bellowed as his
hips jerked, ramming into Josh s body in short fierce thrusts. His body sang in ecstasy as cum
spewed into from his slit. Nick bit the firm flesh he d pressed his lips against as his insides
liquefied, his climax so intense he couldn t do more than crush Josh with his weight as he
filled the condom with spunk.
Drained and sated to near unconsciousness, Nick hooked an arm around Josh s chest
and pulled his lover back with him as he toppled to the floor. He pressed a kiss to the bruised
mark he d made on Josh s neck and closed his eyes, content to sleep where he was with Josh
held firmly against him.
Love you, he heard Josh murmur, then Nick gave in and slept.
* * * *
Josh forced himself to move, his body boneless from the most intense sex of his life.
He reached behind him and fumbled for the base of Nick s cock, trying to hold the condom
in place as he wiggled off that softening length. Josh hissed as Nick s dick slipped from his
ass. He d be sore as hell tomorrow, and it would be delicious, each twinge and pain
reminding him of the way Nick had taken him tonight. Josh rolled carefully in Nick s arms
and eased the rubber off Nick. He tied it off and tossed it towards the trash can beside the
bed. The wet splat told him he d missed, but he wasn t willing to give up the comfort of his
lover s embrace to pick it up.
Morning would come soon enough, and with it all the responsibilities and demands of
everyday life. For now, Josh intended to savour every moment of lying here safe and well-
fucked in Nick s arms. He lay awake doing just that until sleep finally pulled him under with
the promise of dreams of the future with his man.
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Chapter Twenty-Four
Nick set the stack of letters on the homemade coffee table and tapped them absently
with one finger. Out of the three who d tried to correspond with him, Rory was definitely the
friendlier one. Annabelle wrote the same way she spoke, boldly and bluntly. She didn t gush
or make promises, but had claimed to want to meet with him and see if they d be able to get
along.
Guess she still holds Justin s whuppin against me. Nick couldn t hold back a
snicker even though he hadn t fared much better than Josh s brother. He d bet that Justin
wasn t used to doing anything other than winning when he used his fists, but he hadn t won.
A draw at best, but Nick was fairly certain he would have taken the other man eventually.
Justin s inability to control his temper would have ensured it. A hot head was a careless one
much of the time, and Nick had been aware of that for years. Still, Annabelle seemed to have
been trying, although who knew what she d do since he d never replied? He was almost
afraid to find out.
The last letter he d received was the one that made him the most nervous. It wasn t the
words so much as what wasn t said, along with the fact that the man who d written it was
Rory s partner. Chance Galloway was close to Nick s age, and, from everything Josh had said
about the man, Rory was completely devoted to him, as he was to Rory. Nick thought Rory
was a forgiving sort, soft hearted but not a fool, a rare combination in a man in his opinion.
And no doubt, if Chance decided Nick was any type of a threat, Nick would lose any chance
he might have of a relationship with his half-brother. Which would mean whatever sliver of
potential there was with Annabelle would vanish, too.
Nick lifted the letter up and leant back on the nappy futon, grimacing when the frame
groaned. He eased back the final few inches, half expecting the whole thing to collapse.
Breathing a sigh of relief when it didn t, he set the letter on his lap and stared at the single
paragraph there.
Josh did a lot of talking and persuading on your part. He s a good man, but maybe too easy to
trust. I am not as naïve as Josh, or as Rory, and I am not as forgiving as either of them. What I want to
know, need to know before you come waltzing into Rory and Annabelle s lives is this: Are you an
honest man, or do you carry years of anger towards the siblings who were, until recently, the favoured
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ones? I have to ask myself that question, and have numerous times, but the fact is, the only one who
can answer it is you. I hope, for everyone s sake, Josh is right about you.
The signature below was a sprawling display that practically screamed confidence
and strength, although Nick knew he could just be imagining it. He reread the letter again,
wondering why it made him so nervous. His palms were sweating so much that the last
swipe of his palms over his thighs had left a faint trail. He finally decided it wasn t Chance
Galloway that made him so nervous so much as the influence the man wielded over Rory
and therefore Annabelle. Not that he thought Chance was a dictator or anything like that, but
if Rory felt pressed to choose between a brother he never knew and the man he loved, Nick
knew who d be left out in the cold which was as it should be. But he really didn t want
Rory to have to make such a choice, which meant Nick needed to make sure Chance didn t
think he was a complete waste of DNA.
Granted, he didn t know Chance. The guy might not be as controlling as Nick feared.
For some reason, maybe because Galloway s disapproval could cost Nick the relationship
with his siblings he d longed for, the man had become a shadow image of Ian in Nick s mind.
That wasn t fair to Chance, and Nick tried to crush the thought, but it was hard to do when
the man s approval was something Nick would need. It reminded him all over again of when
he d been young and dumb enough to think he could earn Ian Calhoun s love, or at the very
least, lessen the man s disdain for him. He d tried to be perfect, had went out of his way to
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