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to play with, feel free to use my new toy.” He glanced at the freckle-faced young man sobbing on the ground. “He’s not very good, but he has potential.”
    Samson licked his lips. “With pleasure.”
    His slave whimpered.
    The big man liked a challenge. Carl had noticed Samson looking himself over a time or two and had considered allowing him some fun. His guard was smart enough to know not to damage the boss, not if he wanted to live. But Carl didn’t like giving up control, and Samson was the type who wanted to fight for it.
    Perhaps hurting his new slave would sate Samson’s hunger for pain. Then again, keeping his guard on the edge only made him that much more feral when it came to dealing with Carl’s adversaries.
    “Oh, but Samson?” he called when Samson turned away. “Don’t play with him unless I’m there to watch. I want this one to last a little longer than Gary. He’s still so innocent.”
    “Sure thing, boss. And Stallbridge. What do you want me to do about him?”
    Kill him, came the immediate answer. “Let’s sit and wait. I’m sure he’ll start poking around soon enough, maybe even this weekend at the party. That’s what I’d do. I need to know who’s working for him. I have an idea, but I’m not one hundred percent sure my source was right.” Real psychics? Ex-government agents? None of it made a lick of sense, but he’d wait and see. “I can’t wait until this weekend, can you?”
    “No, sir,” Samson and Tyler answered as one.
    Carl tittered. Saturday couldn’t come soon enough.

Chapter Five
    Gavin waited for Aidan’s permission before he pulled Aidan’s head down for a kiss.
    The press of lips, the heat, the overpowering strength all around him, fueled his power that needed an outlet. He’d often envied Keegan and James their abilities. Moving something or setting fire with one’s mind—those powers could be contained, hidden. But making his whole body float wasn’t something Gavin could conceal. Needing an external channel to release his power sucked. Or it had, until now.
    As he kissed Aidan, energy flared between them. Gavin groaned into the kiss, exploring Aidan’s mouth with soft strokes. He licked and teased until Aidan opened and allowed his penetration. That the larger man welcomed his touch gave their merging added meaning. Gavin couldn’t help it. He wasn’t a one-night-stand kind of guy. He’d never been one to hit the glory hole in the north campus bathroom or suck a guy off in the back hallway of a gay bar. He needed trust and emotion, a deeper connection with a sexual partner than the physical.
    So it had surprised him as much as it probably had surprised Aidan how much he desired the bigger man. Yet the hunger had turned from physical to something else, because his power cradled them both as he let it wash over him.
    Aidan tensed when their feet left the ground. And then he hugged Gavin tighter and took control of the kiss. He stroked Gavin’s tongue and thrust against it with his own, nipping and sucking until Gavin thought he’d burst.
    Need you so much came loud and clear into his mind, and he blinked his eyes open to see Aidan’s closed. As soon as the thought had been shared, Aidan closed off with an almost audible snap. Gavin’s sense of togetherness hadn’t faded, though, and he continued to hold them off the ground while he kissed and touched every part of Aidan’s body he could reach, well aware his bare cock met the solid wall of Aidan’s belly.
    Aidan broke the kiss and looked down at him with hunger. Then he shifted his stare to the floor, a few feet beneath them. Unlike Gavin’s vaulted ceiling, Aidan’s was only ten feet tall, and soon he bumped his head. “Shit. That’s amazing.”
    Gavin let them slowly drop until they hit the floor. But Aidan didn’t let him stop.
    “No. Keep going. To your knees.”
    Gavin knelt. Supplicant, wanting. God, he needed to suck Aidan off, to feel his Master come and taste his seed.
    “Good