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Cyrus went rigid with surprise, his breath catching against Kane's mouth.
For a heartbeat, neither moved—Kane's lips pressed against Cyrus's, waiting for a response that felt like an eternity.
Then Cyrus's control shattered.
A low growl rumbled from his chest as he rolled Kane beneath him, pinning him to the silk sheets.
His mouth moved hungrily against Kane's, months of restraint dissolving in an instant.
Kane grabbed Cyrus's shirt, dragging him closer as their kiss deepened. Every careful boundary they'd maintained crumbled under the weight of want.
Cyrus's teeth grazed Kane's lower lip, drawing a soft gasp that made Kane's spine arch.
"Kane." Cyrus's voice scraped raw against his throat, pulling back just enough to meet Kane's eyes.
Kane's amber gaze blazed with need, his lips already swollen from their kiss.
"Don't stop." Kane's fingers traced the sharp line of Cyrus's jaw.
