perform. Or maybe it really was that Arion's physical beauty
distracted hm. Whatever the reason, he needed to gather himself.
He tied back his hair with an elastic band and cracked his
neck with a couple of side-to-side flexes.
"I bet you are, and not just on the mat." The
words spat out with more venom than Sev intended.
"What’s that supposed to mean?" Ari's frown
deepened, making him look even sexier.
Sev chuffed. "As if you don't know."
"Enlighten me, asshole, because yeah, I don't know."
Ari's glare was positively electric by now, all kinds of daggers and knives
shooting from his eyes.
Sev sneered and looked away, not about to answer. Big
mistake, because Ari came at him again. Turning back just in time, Sev avoided
being served a dish of knuckle sandwich and dodged out of the way, shooting his
knee up to gut-check Ari. The air burst from the male's lungs and he doubled
over, coughing as if his diaphragm was in his throat while Sev danced away from
him.
A part of Sev ached watching Arion suffer. It didn't feel
natural beating the guy up like this, and he almost wanted to apologize.
Almost.
"Did your girlfriend teach you how to fight,
Arion?" He walked a semi-circle around Ari, glaring, seething, needing to
let go of all his anguish.
"What? Who…?" Ari was still bent over and looked
up, his face a mix of pain and anger as he coughed again.
Sev reversed direction and paced back the other way.
"You heard me. Did she teach you how to fight while you were fucking
her?" His face screwed up with annoyance.
Arion frowned as he finally righted himself and pulled back.
"What’s your problem, Sev? Huh?"
Sev glowered and sneered. "She was a real class act,
buddy. I love how her hand was surgically attached to your crotch. Did you
enjoy it? Did you like getting your rocks off in the middle of the dance
floor?"
"What the fuck, asshole!" Ari stepped back and his
frown deepened further, casting alluring shadows over his eyes. "You sound
like a jealous boyfriend. I didn’t know my sex life was so important to
you."
"It isn't! Who said it is?" Sev surged forward and
shoved Ari hard, but the male pushed back, knocking Sev’s arms to the side.
"Like hell it isn't! Listen to you. We had one heavy
scene in my kitchen and now my sex life is your business? When you haven't said
two words to me since? What the hell? You fucking hypocrite!"
The two were practically chest-to-chest and nose-to-nose,
tempers flaring, vampire testosterone flowing like rolling lava. Ari's toss-out
about what had happened between them last month caught Sev off guard. So, Ari
hadn't forgotten. He had just chosen to avoid the topic of their brief love
fest on purpose all this time. That shit hurt like a razor gashing his heart.
"I don’t give a fuck what you do or who you do it
to!" Sev pushed against Ari’s shoulder and knocked him backward.
"You sure about that? Because you sure seem suddenly
interested in my dick and where I put it."
"Fuck you, Ari!"
Ari chuffed sarcastically. "Fuck you, Sev!"
The two stood a few feet apart, all heavy breathing and torqued aggression,
glaring at one another as if nothing but hatred stood between them.
Finally, Ari's face twisted with rage and the dam burst.
"Damn you!" Ari rushed him and tackled him to the mat. Their bodies
tangled as they scrapped and fought to get the upper hand. Just as Sev thought
he had Ari pinned, Ari scissored his legs around Sev’s waist and sling-shot him
to his back.
Sev growled. He was angry, out of breath, and hurt. Why
hadn't Ari said anything about their time together before now? Had it been that
bad? Was Ari that ashamed of what they'd done?
"Fucker!" Sev tried to wrench free, feeling hurt
and used. "Was our night together nothing to you?!" The words blurted
out of nowhere as he struggled against Ari's hold. "Did you just use me to
satisfy your gay curiosity? Is that it?"
* * *
"What?" Arion's face screwed up in stunned
surprise as Sev's words sliced into his heart. Had he
distracted hm. Whatever the reason, he needed to gather himself.
He tied back his hair with an elastic band and cracked his
neck with a couple of side-to-side flexes.
"I bet you are, and not just on the mat." The
words spat out with more venom than Sev intended.
"What’s that supposed to mean?" Ari's frown
deepened, making him look even sexier.
Sev chuffed. "As if you don't know."
"Enlighten me, asshole, because yeah, I don't know."
Ari's glare was positively electric by now, all kinds of daggers and knives
shooting from his eyes.
Sev sneered and looked away, not about to answer. Big
mistake, because Ari came at him again. Turning back just in time, Sev avoided
being served a dish of knuckle sandwich and dodged out of the way, shooting his
knee up to gut-check Ari. The air burst from the male's lungs and he doubled
over, coughing as if his diaphragm was in his throat while Sev danced away from
him.
A part of Sev ached watching Arion suffer. It didn't feel
natural beating the guy up like this, and he almost wanted to apologize.
Almost.
"Did your girlfriend teach you how to fight,
Arion?" He walked a semi-circle around Ari, glaring, seething, needing to
let go of all his anguish.
"What? Who…?" Ari was still bent over and looked
up, his face a mix of pain and anger as he coughed again.
Sev reversed direction and paced back the other way.
"You heard me. Did she teach you how to fight while you were fucking
her?" His face screwed up with annoyance.
Arion frowned as he finally righted himself and pulled back.
"What’s your problem, Sev? Huh?"
Sev glowered and sneered. "She was a real class act,
buddy. I love how her hand was surgically attached to your crotch. Did you
enjoy it? Did you like getting your rocks off in the middle of the dance
floor?"
"What the fuck, asshole!" Ari stepped back and his
frown deepened further, casting alluring shadows over his eyes. "You sound
like a jealous boyfriend. I didn’t know my sex life was so important to
you."
"It isn't! Who said it is?" Sev surged forward and
shoved Ari hard, but the male pushed back, knocking Sev’s arms to the side.
"Like hell it isn't! Listen to you. We had one heavy
scene in my kitchen and now my sex life is your business? When you haven't said
two words to me since? What the hell? You fucking hypocrite!"
The two were practically chest-to-chest and nose-to-nose,
tempers flaring, vampire testosterone flowing like rolling lava. Ari's toss-out
about what had happened between them last month caught Sev off guard. So, Ari
hadn't forgotten. He had just chosen to avoid the topic of their brief love
fest on purpose all this time. That shit hurt like a razor gashing his heart.
"I don’t give a fuck what you do or who you do it
to!" Sev pushed against Ari’s shoulder and knocked him backward.
"You sure about that? Because you sure seem suddenly
interested in my dick and where I put it."
"Fuck you, Ari!"
Ari chuffed sarcastically. "Fuck you, Sev!"
The two stood a few feet apart, all heavy breathing and torqued aggression,
glaring at one another as if nothing but hatred stood between them.
Finally, Ari's face twisted with rage and the dam burst.
"Damn you!" Ari rushed him and tackled him to the mat. Their bodies
tangled as they scrapped and fought to get the upper hand. Just as Sev thought
he had Ari pinned, Ari scissored his legs around Sev’s waist and sling-shot him
to his back.
Sev growled. He was angry, out of breath, and hurt. Why
hadn't Ari said anything about their time together before now? Had it been that
bad? Was Ari that ashamed of what they'd done?
"Fucker!" Sev tried to wrench free, feeling hurt
and used. "Was our night together nothing to you?!" The words blurted
out of nowhere as he struggled against Ari's hold. "Did you just use me to
satisfy your gay curiosity? Is that it?"
* * *
"What?" Arion's face screwed up in stunned
surprise as Sev's words sliced into his heart. Had he
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