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lip pierced. My brother volunteered to do it because he thought you were hot. You looked right at him and said you wanted only Ryan to touch you. My brother played it off and said that he was me. You called him on it. Looked right at me and said ‘pierce me.’ Art kids aren’t usually bold like that, not even the ones with a crap-ton of ink.”
    “You remember all that?” Bradley asked. He could feel the human’s gaze boring into him. Ryan knew if he looked up their eyes would clash.
    “Yeah. I remember you. You’re hard to forget because you’re a cocky little shit.” The admission wasn’t something he was planning on doing, but it slipped out. He didn’t add that it was the most shocking event of his time working at Howlers. No one had ever been able to tell Ryan and Regan a part with any regularity. Mustang could, but even he got them mixed up on occasion.
    He could almost feel Bradley’s happiness when he spoke. “I like being unforgettable.” He shouldn’t have said that. It just fed Bradley’s massive ego. The size of that ego was insane in the wake of Ryan’s constant rejection. He liked confidence in his submissives. Not that he would ever get to experience Bradley’s submission one way or another. “Okay, I’m done with this,” Bradley said. He handed the clipboard back over the space that separated them. Ryan moved the laptop to the floor beside him and took it back.
    “Now, we need to talk about this available thing,” Ryan said as his eyes zeroed in on the checked “available” box that Bradley had filled out.
    “Bottom line, I want you, you want me. If you are going to be stubborn and only be with me under the circumstances of becoming an available, then I’m doing what I have to do,” Bradley said stubbornly.
    “You could be a PA. I could get you a job answering phones and some shit. It would probably pay more than your waiting job,” Ryan said. He picked back up the laptop. Maybe he’d overlooked something. Surely one of the pack had something acceptable to substitute…
    One look at Bradley’s face and Ryan knew he was in for a fight. “No. I want to be an available. I want to learn how to be a submissive. Get me a trainer.”
    “You don’t even know what you’re asking for, Bradley—“
    “Do not patronize me, Ryan,” Bradley interrupted. “I am a grown-ass man.”
    “Fine!” Ryan snapped, his temper flaring hot. Every Dominant instinct inside him demanded that he go over there and put Bradley in his place, make sure that the human knew that no other male was going to touch him. The image of that tight bubble butt in his hands from earlier ghosted up in his mind. His cock swelled.
    He had no control over the low growl that issued out of his throat. He forced himself to click the available box, and a pop-up came to the forefront of his screen. Do you want to assign a trainer? His fingers banged on the keypad as he filled in his fate. R.y.a.n.A.d.a.m.s.o.n. He hit enter.
    “Fine, boy. Now you’re an available.” He gritted his teeth as he said the rest. “ My fucking available.”

Chapter Three
     
    Triumph was all Bradley could feel as Ryan made his snarling announcement. He’d won tonight. He might be playing hardball, but Ryan was being extraordinarily stubborn. The attraction was there, but this whole adamant denial based on Bradley’s supposed innocence was just a stupid hurdle. Regardless of whether or not that was accurate, Bradley could make the decision to delve into darker sexual practices. He was twenty-four. Well past his era of uncertainty. He’d started school later than his peers and because of it, had a bit more experience to him than most. If Ryan thought for two seconds that Bradley could be convinced to give up on the one thing in life that made sense, then he was in for a rude awakening.
    “Why do you want to be with me so damn badly?” Ryan asked, crossing his arms over his massive chest. Bradley sighed. How often had he fantasized about