Page 27 of Untamed Aggression


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Fuck. He needed to get laid.

And soon.

Turning, Marcus headed to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and quench the thirst he was suddenly dying from.

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GAVIN

Sluggishly, Gavin’s eyes began to open.

He wasn’t sure where exactly he was, but he didn’t have an overwhelming sense of panic or danger, so he was pretty sure wherever he was, he was fine and safe.

Slowly, the warm surface beneath him began to rise and fall.

Gavin froze.

He was cuddled up against someone.

His eyes shifted and then quickly fixed on the black ink carved into the chest he had his head resting on.

The body was warm and firm and offered just the right amount of comfort and support that led to one of the best nights’ sleep Gavin had ever enjoyed.

Swallowing hard, Gavin’s eyes slid farther down, moving across Marcus’s chest, and down to his perfectly sculpted abs.

Jesus, the man was in his late thirties yet rocked the bod of a fucking Norse god.

The man was definitely not a stranger to the gym. And judging by those biceps…my god!

Licking his lips, Gavin continued his visual exploration of the biker god beneath him.

Gavin’s eyes went wide.

Holy. Shit.

Pointing straight up at his face was one of the biggest dicks he had ever seen!

Well, not exactly a dick. But the shape of a dick, safely tucked behind a layer of fabric.

Thank god, because if that dick had been out in the open, staring angrily up at him, he might have had to defend himself by attacking and biting that fucking head off. Okay, perhaps not bite, but swallow. Long and deep. And as sloppily as humanly possible.

Like seriously? What fucking man is allowed to have a fucking dick that big and that thick?

Weren’t there rules against this sort of thing?

Like, nobody outside of porn is allowed to carry such a big and lethal weapon.

How were gay boys supposed to go about living their lives, knowing that a monster like that existed? And that it was attached to one of the most growly, sexy, hot dudes he had ever laid eyes on.

No. Seriously. It wasn’t fair.

What the hell was in the water in Baton, New Mexico, that allowed a monster like that to grow on a man so sexy?

Swallowing hard, Gavin wasn’t sure if he would ever be the same.

Knowing that something like that existed, and on a man he was sharing a house with? And now, sharing a bed with?

Gavin felt his dick begin to grow.