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It was true, but Liam didn’t exactly trust his word. Trust would be hard pressed from him for anyone.

As he moved his hips, sliding stiffly in and out of Taran’s ass, Taran babbled incoherently. His words were a slur, a mesh, each so closely said to the next that none of it made any sense, but that was how it was happening inside Liam’s head.

No words truly fit how good it felt to be inside this man. No words, only grunts and feelings, emotions gone, fear gone, anger gone, replaced by a sweet rapture that engulfed him.

Liam’s head fell back as he grabbed Taran’s hips, moving faster, fucking into him with abandon. There was no worry any longer. All he felt was a crazy bliss that took him away from everything.

Better than booze or drugs, he left his worries and fears behind, letting only his body be in charge. With his mind gone, he could become animal instinctual, and it made him want to tear the flesh from Taran’s bones.

Snatching a fistful of Taran’s thick chestnut hair, Liam yanked him back from the sink and then threw that arm around histhroat. He bit into Taran’s shoulder, holding himself back only enough to not break the skin.

Years of fear, of torturous nightmares, had brought him to dark places. He knew that, and all his life, he’d used his fists to deal with those emotions. He’d used rough sex to distance himself from his sexual partners.

But he was growing up and could no longer use the same old excuses.

Taran rocked his hips in concert with Liam, assuring Liam’s cock slammed deeply into him with every thrust. His hands were both wrapped around the arm that Liam had thrown around his throat, but he wasn’t pulling it away from him.

Taran was giving himself fully, not fighting it. Liam liked that, but worried it was another ruse to make Liam trust him.

The old tiles of the bathroom made for great acoustics, echoing their bodies slapping together, their grunts and the few words either of them spoke.

Tightening his arm, biting down on Taran’s shoulder again, Liam felt his orgasm rushing, knew he’d come and then they’d be forced to talk again.

He’d stretch out the sex forever if he thought he wouldn’t have to speak. But that wasn’t going to happen.

When he came, he set his lips on Taran’s pulse, feeling it thrumming quickly. A long whine came from him, letting Liam know he was on the verge of screaming.

Looking down at the sink, Liam saw a long, thick stream of cum over the porcelain, and realized Taran had come as well.

After letting go of him, he spun Taran around and smashed their mouths together, kissing him so deeply and with such passion, he didn’t recognize himself.

Trying to stay so focused on not needing anyone, Taran had sneaked right in. Kissing him back fervently, Taran remindedhim he wasn’t a hard shell against the world, but a living, breathing person.

When the kiss ended, Taran held him, kissing his temple as if he knew everything Liam felt at that moment. The fear was most prevalent, and he’d always done such a great job at hiding his fear.

“Tell me what you want me to do, Liam. I’ll do whatever you want from here on out, even if it lands me in prison.”

Liam kissed him tenderly and answered with his heart instead of his defenses. “Don’t hurt me or any of them.”

“Okay. So, let’s get started on figuring out how to do this. I guess we need to speak to Murphy.”

Surprised, Liam clenched him. “In a while. For now, just…this.”

Chapter Fourteen

Murphy and the otherswere sitting in the same seats they were during the last meeting. Liam stood, though, and paced as he spoke, hoping Hippy, who was the weapons man reportedly, wouldn’t shoot him.

“I get this is going to freak everyone out. It did me. I was scared and pissed off so bad, I can’t even tell you, but if this is true, if we had an ally for this…”

“What, Cosmo? Spit it out, dude,” Haze told him, and the others all nodded in agreement.

Liam stopped and set his hands on the back of the chair he couldn’t bring himself to settle in. “There’s a fed. He knows about you guys, and knows I just joined you.”

He expected shock and fear, but some guys, like Abs and Mims, simply laughed.

Murphy explained, “We know the feds know about us, Cosmo. It’s pretty obvious.”

Finally taking his seat, he asked, “You’re not scared?”

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