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Samuel’s long dark eyelashes fluttered against his flushed cheeks.

  He bent his head down, paused, and then bent more until his nose rested against the curve of Kane’s neck. Kane’s cock throbbed against his zipper when Samuel inhaled.

  “You smell good, too,” Samuel murmured, his breath hot against Kane’s ear.

  Kane felt Samuel’s large hands rest on his hips, pulling him forward until their bodies pressed together. The grip was light as if

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  Samuel realized he was the stronger man physically and didn’t want to hurt Kane.

  Kane wasn’t so careful. While a gentle loving always felt good, it had a time and place. This wasn’t it. Kane wrapped his hand around Samuel’s neck and buried his fingers in the soft, silky hair at the nape of Samuel’s head. Grabbing a handful, he yanked Samuel’s face down and claimed his lips.

  Kane felt the small surprised gasp from Samuel all the way down his body. It settled somewhere in his balls. Samuel’s lips were lax for a moment before the man submitted. His lips softened and his mouth opened wider to let Kane inside.

  Kane traced the soft fullness of Samuel’s lips before delving inside, exploring. The kiss was hot, passionate, much as Kane imagined Samuel would be if he let himself go. Kane suspected there was a sensual man beneath Samuel’s stiff exterior, waiting to be discovered.

  He planned to find him.

  His hands moved over Samuel’s body, softly caressing the hard contours of his back and down to the waistband of his tight jeans.

  Deciding now was not the time to get too involved, he skipped the temptation of sticking his hand down the back of Samuel’s jeans and moved further down to grasp Samuel’s ass in his hands through the thick denim material instead.

  As tall as Samuel stood, Kane had the perfect height advantage.

  He easily grabbed Samuel’s ass cheeks in his hands and squeezed.

  Kane was delighted when he heard a soft moan come from Samuel.

  The man lifted up on his heels a little even though his mouth never left Kane’s. Their cocks rubbed together, Samuel’s just a little higher than Kane’s but still impressive in the thickness that pressed against him.

  A stiff finger stroked down the seam of Samuel’s jeans between his ass cheeks garnered Kane an outright groan and a full-body shudder. Oh yeah, this man screamed to be fucked. Kane had every

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  intention of doing just that once he got the man alone and to his apartment upstairs.

  Hearing voices outside his office door, Kane regretfully pulled his lips away from Samuel. He felt some satisfaction when Samuel’s lips tried to follow his. Kane grinned and rubbed his finger across Samuel’s lips.

  “We’ll continue this later, but if the noise outside is anything to go by, the doors just opened and we need to get to work.”

  “Yeah?”

  Kane wasn’t sure if Samuel was asking about the job or the fucking. He decided he needed to be clear on both. “Whatever happens between us and being employed at the bar are two separate things, Samuel. You need to know that. You won’t get any special treatment because you’re dating the boss.”

  “Really?” Samuel blinked. “You want to date me?”

  “There are a lot of things I want to do to you, baby.” Kane chuckled. “Dating is just one of them.”

  “Cool.”

  Kane chuckled again. Samuel was just too damn cute. He imagined that man wouldn’t want to hear that, but he was, adorable even. Kane truly didn’t think the man knew how gorgeous he was.

  He’d have to do something about that.

  Eagerness shined in Samuel’s eyes that Kane couldn’t resist. He leaned up and took one more kiss, lingering over the sweet taste of the man in his arms before pulling away. He lightly fingered a loose tendril of hair on Samuel’s cheek.

  “Work first, play later, hmmm, gorgeous?”

  “Yeah, okay, I can do that.”

  Oh, such eagerness, such need. Kane was in heaven and he hadn’t even seen the man naked yet. The night was definitely looking up.

  “Tonight, I just want you to follow me around, get a feel for the place.

  You can pitch in here and there when things get hopping. We can discuss the specifics tomorrow.”

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  “Yes, sir.”

  Kane groaned. He was in so much trouble.

  Kane’s feet ached but not nearly as much as his knuckles. He’d thrown more than one punch tonight, and he showed it. Kane shook his head. Man, stupid wannabe bikers. They thought they were big and bad because they rode motorcycles and wore leather. They didn’t know shit.

  “You need some more ice, boss?”

  “No, Toby, I’m fine.”

  “I’m glad you’re feeling okay because you look like shit.”

  Kane rolled his eyes and reached out to cuff Toby upside the back of his head. Toby laughed and quickly moved away but not before Kane heard a slight growl come from behind him. He glanced over his shoulder in surprise.

  Samuel stood behind him, his lip curled back in a snarl as his narrowed eyes followed Toby across the bar. He looked like he might pounce at any second. Having seen enough blood tonight, Kane reached out and grabbed Samuel’s arm. The thick muscles bunched under his hand.

  “Hey, baby, don’t mind Toby,” Kane said as he pulled Samuel over closer to him. “He’s just goofing around. He doesn’t mean any harm.”

  Samuel stumbled over to Kane. Then he seemed to almost wrap his body around Kane in a protective manner. His body blanketed Kane from behind, his arms wrapped around him, settling over Kane’s stomach. Kane felt strangely comforted by Samuel’s embrace.

  “He shouldn’t do that,” Samuel complained. “Besides it not being nice, you’re the boss.”

  Kane leaned his head back into the curve of Samuel’s neck and turned to plant a small kiss on the underside of the man’s chin. “Toby

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  has been with me for more than five years, Samuel. He’s earned the right to feed me shit.”

  Samuel’s arms started to loosen. “You’re together?”

  Kane quickly grabbed Samuel’s arms and pulled them back around his body. “No, baby, not like that. Toby’s been working for me for more than five years. There’s never been anything between us, I swear. Toby is so not my type.”

  Samuel glared across the room at Toby for another moment and then leaned his head to glance down at Kane, his head tilting to one side as if something curious was running through his head. “What’s your type?” he asked.

  Kane could feel the blush burning on the face pressed against his forehead. He reached down to caress the impressive bulge in Samuel’s jeans. He felt the man immediately start to harden. “Take a wild guess.”

  Samuel’s arms tightened around him, a small hiss coming from his lips as he thrust his hips toward Kane. “Damn, you have no idea what that feels like.”

  Had this man never experienced desire before? Samuel seemed to be soaking up Kane’s touch like a sponge. If the tight, flushed look on Samuel’s face was anything to go by, he craved it more than air.

  “Are you ready to stop being my employee and start being my lover?” Kane asked.

  Samuel’s eyes widened. His breath came out of his mouth in a little pant. “Lover?”

  Kane grinned at the eager look on Samuel’s face. “The bar is closed. Toby and Mitch can clean up the place tonight.”

  Kane grew concerned when the eager look on Samuel’s face faded only to be replaced by one of hesitation. Samuel frowned, the corners of his mouth turning down. His eyes dropped away from Kane’s.

  “I won’t—I can’t be a kept man, Kane,” Samuel said quietly.

  Kane turned in Samuel’s arms until he was pressed chest to chest with the man. “Oh, Samuel, I’d never expect you to be. Besides, I

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  don’t keep l
overs. When the bar is open and we are at work, you are my employee, but after hours you are my lover. That’s all I meant, baby.”

  Kane loved the blush that filled Samuel’s face. He was beginning to look forward to watching the man’s face turn red. It made Samuel seem young and innocent, something Kane hoped he wasn’t. What Kane wanted from Samuel was in no way childlike.

  “Just so you know, Kane, I don’t expect a free ride, even if we do become lovers.” Samuel’s lips thinned, becoming grim. “I want to work.”

  Kane chuckled. “Oh, we’re going to be lovers, baby, just as soon as I can get your sexy ass upstairs, but that has nothing to do with working at the bar.”

  “You don’t think there might be a conflict?” Samuel asked. “What if—what if you don’t like me after we—I mean, I’m not very—I don’t usually—”

  Damn, Samuel looked adorable when he stammered. He seemed so nervous and uncomfortable but at least he tried to get his point across. Kane decided to give the man a break. He grabbed Samuel’s hand and pressed it against the hard cock in his pants.

  “I’ve been hard since the moment I saw you standing next to the bar. If just looking at you can get me this hard, I don’t doubt for a second that having you in my bed will do a lot more.” Kane glanced around the bar room. “As for your employment here, I’d be more than happy to sign a contract with you that states you can’t be fired if we go our separate ways.”

  “Do you think that will happen?”

  “Honestly, no, but I want you to be assured that one doesn’t have to do with the other. I can separate my work and my love life, Samuel.” Kane arched an eyebrow at the man. “Can you?”

  “Don’t know.” Samuel shrugged, his massive shoulders moving easily under his cotton shirt. “It’s never been an issue before.”

  “Do you think it’s going to be an issue now?”

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  Samuel’s massive shoulders pulled against the seams of his shirt when he shrugged again. Kane’s mouth watered with the desire to stroke his tongue across the skin under Samuel’s shirt. “I can’t really say, Kane. I’ve never been in this situation before.

  Kane’s hand slid down Samuel’s arm and tightened around his wrist. “Samuel, you’re not a virgin, are you?” Kane wouldn’t turn Samuel away if he was, but it might change some of the things he wanted to do to the man, at least in the beginning.

  Samuel’s face flushed again as he ducked his head. “No, but…”

  “But?” Kane encouraged.

  Samuel’s eyebrows flickered a little. The warmth of his smile echoed in his voice. “I’ve never met anyone like you before. I don’t know if I can be what you want me to be, give you what you need.”

  Kane thought carefully over his words before he replied. He held no doubt that Samuel could fulfill every single fantasy he’d had about the man since meeting him and a few he hadn’t even thought of yet.

  He didn’t want to scare Samuel off before he could prove it, though.

  Kane leaned back and gazed up into Samuel’s moss-green eyes.

  “Samuel, there are no rules here. We do what feels right for us. We need to get to know each other out of bed, but I certainly want to get to know you in it, too. And I’m in no way worried that you can’t give me what I want.” Kane caressed Samuel’s cheek with the knuckle of his hand. “I think you’re perfect.”

  “Yeah?” Samuel’s eyes lit up like Kane had just handed him his greatest dream.

  “Yeah.”

  “Yeah, okay.” Samuel’s voice was a silky murmur. “So, can we—”

  Kane grinned. “Remember what I told you, baby. I own the place.

  I can pretty much do anything I want.”

  His mood suddenly seemed buoyant, excitement and anticipation filling him. He stepped back and gave Samuel’s body a raking gaze, liking what he saw as much as he did the first time he saw it. Samuel

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  was tall and gorgeous and totally drool worthy. Kane wanted to make a meal of the buffet before him.

  “Want to go upstairs and get better acquainted?” Okay, that sounded like another bad pick up line. He might as well have asked Samuel if he wanted to come upstairs and see his etchings—if he had etchings. He really needed to be more charming because he sounded like an idiot trying to pick up his first guy in a bar.

  Kane dropped his head forward onto Samuel’s chest. He took a couple of deep breaths before lifting his head and looking back into Samuel’s twinkling eyes. “I know I sound like a complete idiot.

  You’ll have to forgive me. I haven’t had someone as sexy as you in a long time.” He smirked. “I’d really like you to come upstairs to my place with me. I’d like to get to know you a whole lot better and then see where things go from there.”

  Samuel’s perfect white teeth gleamed in the low bar light as he grinned. “I think you’re cute.”

  Cute?

  Kane couldn’t ever remember being referred to as cute—sexy, maybe even aggressive, but cute? Kane thought about it then decided he didn’t mind Samuel thinking of him as cute. He’d have to work toward sexy.

  “Come on, gorgeous,” Kane said as he stepped away from Samuel, turning to head toward his apartment above the bar. It wasn’t much, basically a place to sleep when he wasn’t downstairs, but it was all his.

  Kane could hear Samuel’s heavy footsteps as the man trailed behind him. His eyes never traveled down past the bulge in the Samuel’s pants earlier, too intrigued with what was hidden behind the guy’s zipper, but he now realized that Samuel wore boots. He could hear them hitting the wooden floor with each step Samuel took.

  Kane wouldn’t outright admit it to anyone, but he had a thing for boots on a man. There was nothing on earth as sexy as a strong man in a pair of boots. Kane wasn’t too particular about what kind of boots

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  they were either as long as they were boots. He’d have to get Samuel to model them for him.

  “Samuel?” Kane said over his shoulder as he climbed the stairs to his apartment. “What size boots do you wear?”

  “Uh, size fifteen,” Samuel replied. Kane could hear the confusion in his voice. “Why?”

  Size fifteen? Hot damn!

  Kane hid his smile by looking back up the stairwell. “No reason, just curious.” So curious in fact that it was all Kane could do to keep from looking back at Samuel’s feet. Still, he sped up his steps, eager to get Samuel inside his apartment.

  It took just moments to get to his apartment, get the door open, and get Samuel inside. Kane closed the door, locked it, and then leaned back against it, crossing his arms over his chest. He took in Samuel’s magnificent form as he watched him look around.

  Kane wondered what Samuel saw. Would he notice the cleanliness of the place even with his sparse furnishings? Would he see the carefully selected books that Kane picked up here and there and kept on the recessed bookshelves along one wall? Would the care Kane took in keeping his black leather couch clean or the gently polished wood coffee table make him seem too feminine?

  It might seem like little things to most, but to Kane, this was his sanctuary away from the world. He kept it sparsely furnished because he didn’t need much, just a place to retreat from the world at large.

  Still, he took pride in caring for what he did have.

  “What do you think?”

  Samuel’s head swung up from the stack of DVDs he’d been looking at. “Very nice. It’s much better than the craptastic hole in the wall I rent from my old boss.”

  Kane’s interest was piqued by the sudden downturn of Samuel’s lips. “Samuel, is something wrong?”

  “What? Oh, no.” Samuel shook his head. “I was just thinking of something.”

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  “It doesn’t seem like it was something good.” Kane walked over to stand in front of Samuel. “Anything I can help with?”

  “N
o, it’s something I need to figure out on my own.” Samuel’s lips trembled a little as they curved up into a smile. “But thank you.”

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  Chapter 2

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yeah, I’m sure.” Hell, Samuel was positive. This was just something he had to work out on his own. Kane couldn’t help him.

  Samuel didn’t have a clue what he was going to do. He had been allowed exactly ten minutes to gather everything he wanted to take with him before being kicked out of his little apartment. Currently, everything he had been able to grab was sitting in a couple of cardboard boxes and a suitcase inside his friend Camden’s apartment.

  Luckily, Camden was his best friend and didn’t even bat an eyelash when Samuel showed up on his doorstep in the middle of the night.

  Samuel still couldn’t believe that he had not only lost his job but his apartment, all because some bitch didn’t like Samuel saying no to her. And that angered Samuel. He should have the right to say no to whomever he wanted to. Having a job and a roof over his head did not mean he also had to give it up to whatever female crooked her finger at him.

  He was not just a dick. He was a person, a living, breathing person with wants and needs just like everyone else. Being a fertile male did not mean he was readily available to every female within fifty miles of the coven.

  Why couldn’t his father understand that?

  The man had been pissed when he discovered Samuel was gay, but he had been even more pissed that Samuel had turned down a female in heat. As the oldest son, his brother Jared was being trained to take over the coven when their father stepped down. As the second

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  oldest son, it was apparently Samuel’s job to impregnate every fertile female that snapped her finger.

  Yeah, wasn’t going to happen.

  Besides the fact that Samuel had no intention of bringing any kids into the world, women did nothing for him. His dick didn’t even twitch when the woman wanting him had flashed him. The only thing he could think when he saw her breasts was that she needed to do something about the fact that they seemed to defy gravity.

  “Would you like a drink?”