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right over the edge.
    Derek’s body jolted as he came again in such a short time, fiery bliss cascading through his body. He moaned loudly, clamping his eyes shut as he shuddered. On his knees before Dillan, Derek rode out the second most intense orgasm of his life. Panting harshly, he pried open his eyes and stared at the man sprawled before him. He knew it was because of this man.
    Confusion, embarrassment, and even shame flooded Derek, warring with the bliss. He released his grip on not only his own cock but Dillan’s penis. He clenched that hand, fighting his urge to explore the softening appendage. Instead, he grabbed his underwear and jerked the fabric back into place, covering his spent dick. He groaned as the wet cotton rubbed over his too sensitive appendage.
    “Derek? You okay?”
    Jerking his gaze to Dillan’s face, seeing his relaxed expression slowly give way to concern, Derek stumbled to his feet.
    “Uh, y-yeah. No.” Derek frowned and shook his head. “I’m gonna shower and go to sleep.”
    As Derek scrambled out of the hot tub, he ignored Dillan. He ignored the concern in the man’s tone when he called his name, and he ignored his desire to assure the man he was fine...because he wasn’t. Beyond being confused and ashamed, Derek didn’t know what he was.
    In the span of an afternoon, Dillan had turned Derek’s whole world upside down.
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Dillan let out a slow breath as he watched his mate run away from him. He resisted the urge to follow Derek. While he’d much rather have spent the next hour holding Derek as the human worked through his panic over his first gay experience, Dillan realized this was something Derek needed to muddle through on his own.
    Gods, the possessiveness Dillan had felt upon learning his mate had never been with another man. It had nearly been overwhelming. He’d wanted to bend the man over the side of the hot tub, lick his way into his sexy man’s ass, stretching him with his tongue, before claiming him in every possible way.
    Soon...I hope.
    Rubbing his forehead, Dillan grimaced. Had he pushed too hard? Maybe. Still, after over three and a half centuries alone, then feeling his mate’s arms wrapped around him, his body pressed along his backside, his heady aroma surrounding him...it’d been impossible to keep his distance.
    Dillan shook his head at his eagerness. He hoped he hadn’t ruined his chance with the man. No, he decided. He’d find a way to get through to his handsome Derek.
    Knowing he had other things to complete, Dillan stood and climbed from the hot tub. He grabbed their clothes and carried them into the house. Unable to help himself, he pressed his nose to Derek’s shirt and inhaled his new lover’s scent.
    So good.
    His prick twitched between his legs, threatening to rise. Deciding his mate would probably like to put on clean clothes after showering, he left everything in the small laundry room. He heard the shower start, so—after fishing out Derek’s keys and wallet, left the dirty clothes on the floor.
    Next, Dillan wandered to his own room and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. With Derek’s thicker frame, the sweats might be a little tight, but that would only make him look sexier. He stood outside the bathroom door and knocked gently.
    When he heard the water shut off, Dillan called, “I’m leaving a pair of sweats on your bed. If you need anything else, I’ll be on the back porch.” Without waiting for a response, he turned and headed outside, grabbing his cell phone on the way.
    Dillan picked up his jeans and pulled them on. If he’d been staying alone, he would have remained nude. Perhaps once his mate was comfortable in their relationship, they both could do that.
    Smiling at that idea, Dillan grabbed one of the remaining beers and settled into a seat. He awoke his phone and peered at the screen. Seeing he had four missed calls, all from Edwin, Dillan chuckled softly. He selected his godson’s number and held the