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Jeremiah was staring at him curiously. “Do you love him?”

“Oh, fuck off,” Priest started, but Jeremiah moved faster than he was ready for, and suddenly, he was backed into the wall.

“Do you love him?”

“I don’t know.”

Grabbing his face, Jeremiah pulled at his cheeks until his lower eyelids sagged. He stared into his eyes for so long Priest wanted to throw him out the window. And then he let go. “We’re going to talk about this later. Right now, you need to take care of your hunger.”

Priest realized he was right. His claws were still out, and his eyes were black. He was starving for the man upstairs. “You should probably put some distance between yourselves and this house for a little while.”

“We have shit to do anyway.” Jeremiah gave his cheek a soft pat, then jerked his head at Knight. Priest felt their gazes linger on him as they left, and it was only when they were no longer under his roof that he turned and headed for Oliver.

And he wasn’t going to stop until he had him.

9

PRIEST

The moment he was in the bedroom, he kicked the door shut so hard it rattled on the frame. Oliver, who was perched on the end of the bed, didn’t move. He didn’t startle. He just stared with his wide eyes and lips parted, lust still rolling off him in waves.

Priest took a moment to drink it in, to feed on the tendrils of what he would be having like an appetizer. Then, he reached for the buttons on his shirt as he stalked forward. Oliver’s breath hitched when Priest’s chest was exposed. He dropped his shirt on the floor next to the bed, then pressed his hand to the center of Oliver’s chest.

His heart was beating rabbit fast—like prey.

Fuck.

“Do you know?”

Oliver licked his lips slowly. “Do I know what?”

“What you are?”

Oliver nodded.

“Did you know before Azriel told you?” Priest’s head ducked, and he nuzzled against Oliver’s throat, breathing him in. Oliver tilted his head to the side, giving him better access, and Priestlicked at his thrumming pulse. “Have you been hiding it all this time?”

“I had no idea,” Oliver said in a broken whisper. He grabbed at Priest’s waist, clawing at the button on his trousers. “You figured it out. How?”

Priest pulled back, gripping Oliver’s chin tightly. “It was obvious, little human.”

Oliver’s swallow bobbed thickly in his throat. “Little Angel?”

Priest smiled. His teeth felt sharp in his mouth. He pushed Oliver, who moved back like he had no control over his limbs, and Priest followed, crawling along the mattress until Oliver was pinned to the headboard. “Little Angel.” He lifted a claw and traced the sharp point over Oliver’s shirt, then curled them in the hem and tugged until his chest was bare. “You teleported.”

“I did?”

“In my workshop.” Priest bent his elbows until he was eye level with Oliver’s nipples, and his tongue—thin now, slightly forked—flicked out and licked at him. Oliver let out a heavy, soul-deep groan, and Priest felt his lust like the strongest drink in Azriel’s bar. His gaze lifted. “You resisted my thrall.”

Oliver’s jaw ticked with irritation. “Not something I appreciated.”

Priest felt a small wave of guilt, which paled in comparison to the desire that was coursing through him, but it was enough to knock a little sense into him for that single moment. “I know. I’m sorry. I panicked at the thought of losing you.”

Oliver softened, lifting a hand and pressing it to the side of Priest’s throat. It was like a test, seeing how willing he would be to bare his vulnerable spots to this man. Priest tipped his head to the side, and Oliver dragged two fingers over his pulsing artery. “You won’t lose me, Priest. It’s been you and only you for a long, long time now.”

Priest groaned, then surged in and pressed their lips together. Oliver’s mouth was hot, perfect for the wet, messy kiss Priest was taking. His claws managed to get Oliver’s pants undone and shoved down toward his ankles, and he couldn’t help a smile in spite of the raging passion between them as Oliver kicked them away.

“I’m scared,” Oliver said as Priest broke the kiss so he could remove his own trousers.

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