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could take my cock.”
    Hunger and need consumed Gunnar to the point he thought he would go insane. His nutter’s tight body sang to his senses, drove him closer to the edge of euphoria. It was as if Gunnar were experiencing it for the first time himself.
    His mate brought him pleasure he had never known before, a deep satisfying hunger that only Nero seemed to be able to feed.
    Desperation, so deep it came from Gunnar’s core, took over as the urge to bind this man to him, to keep him at his side for the rest of his life made the question leave his lips.
    “Do you accept me as your mate, Nero?”
    “What does that mean, Gunny?” Nero asked as the palms of his hands dug into the mattress.
    “It means I’ll love you forever, nutter. I’ll love you until I take my last breath. Say yes, be mine, baby.”
    “Your mate. Yes, Gunny. Your mate. Love me.” Nero whimpered as sweat rolled down his nutter’s back, making his skin glisten in the light of the room.

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    Gunnar bit into his shoulder, feeling the ribbons unwind then realign, twisting each other’s souls around themselves, their hearts now beating as one.
    Gunnar shouted his nutter’s name as he came, and Nero began mewling as his whole body shook with his release, his hole clamping down on Gunnar’s cock. Gunnar closed the wound and laid his forehead on the back of his mate’s head, his heart racing as his mate’s muscle relaxed. He could move now. “You’re mine, nutter.”
    “Yours, yours, yours,” Nero chanted. “I’m very interested in trying that again.”
    Gunnar chuckled. “I just bet you are.” As soon as he hid the sanitizer.

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    Murdock walked into Maverick’s office with a scowl on his face.
    Maverick had been seeing that look a lot lately and knew it had something to do with his new assistant. “I was turned down at the dealership. They said my finances weren’t approved.”
    “Did you submit the forms to Nero for approval?” Maverick liked how Nero was running the place. He got the wolves’ spending under control. Not that they had to worry about money, but stopping the frivolous spending never hurt.
    Nero kept things in order with a paper trail he could follow and, with Maverick's consent, he had the banks notify him when a large purchase was trying to be made.
    Only Nero’s approval allowed the transaction to go through.
    “What do you mean ‘forms’?” Murdock stormed across the hall, straight into Nero’s office. “What do you mean I can’t have a truck?” Maverick stood, walking across the hall, grabbing Murdock by his shoulder and yanking him out of the room and into the wall. His canines extended at the threat to the smallest mate. Any kind of abuse to any of them was not tolerated, even yelling. “You will not talk to Nutter Nero
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    my assistant that way. If you have a problem with one of his decisions, you come to me. Am I understood?” The Alpha growled into the wolf’s face.
    “But it was a nice truck, Maverick,” Murdock grumbled.
    “No, no.” Nero tapped his clipboard behind Maverick. He turned to his new assistant as Nero rushed the words. “Yours is only a few years old, nothing wrong with it. No, nothing wrong with it, nothing at all.” Nero took a step sideways, half hiding behind Maverick. The Alpha’s protective instincts made him snarl at the wolf against the wall.
    “He says there’s nothing wrong with what you have, Murdock.” Maverick made sure the Sentry understood the little, quirky human, and he made sure Murdock understood his tone of voice as well.

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    “Sorry, Murdock, can’t approve it. Sorry, just can’t. Wait five more years. Come see me then. Yeah, five.” Nero walked out of his office and down the hall.
    It seemed a lot of people lately were mad at him. That wasn’t his intention when he took the job. He was hoping to make new friends, but it must not be in the cards for him. It only made him crawl further inside himself, allowing only Gunny