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fuck anymore?” Jackson’s face was contorted by rage and Pierce couldn’t help the tremble that started in his legs and worked its way up to his chest.
    “You said we were going to watch a movie and talk. I didn’t think you’d come in here and act like a caveman.” Pierce used both his hands to cover his soft genitals and balls as he tried to shrink into the wall, because currently a huge six-foot three, three hundred pound lineman was blocking the only exit.
    “Oh come on, you’re too smart to be so stupid. You know what the fuck ‘watch a movie’ means.”
    “Yeah, it means pop in a DVD and watch the film. Not get tossed around like a ragdoll,” Pierce argued.
    “Fine. You want me to be gentler. Treat you like a pretty lady.” Jackson quickly advanced on him again. “Sorry, but I don’t do females.”
    Pierce just barely got his hands up before he was shoved back onto the bed again. The air left his body in a harsh breath when all those muscles and pounds landed on top of him with a crushing thud.
    “I. Said. No. I. Want to Leave,” Pierce said loudly, his mind going into survival mode. Jackson lived in an apartment building with paper-thin walls. He’d scream his head off until the cops came if he had to.
    Jackson must have taken note of Pierce’s tone and thought the same thing about his neighbors hearing something. “Get your cock-teasing ass out of my crib. Don’t let me see you around campus, and you’re not my Trig tutor anymore either.”
    Jackson didn’t have to say another word and Pierce wasn’t going to argue. He hopped into his pants so fast that he didn’t even realize they were inside out until he’d run clear across the campus, back to his dorm and was safe inside his room.
    “What happened to you?” his roommate said when he barged through the door.
    “A huge fucking reality check,” Pierce said through clenched teeth before closing himself in the bathroom.
    Ever since Jackson, Pierce had stayed away from what he’d desired most. He had blowjobs from a few of his female dates, even managed to think about Mark Wahlberg long enough to fuck a couple of them from behind, but after one humiliating encounter where he couldn’t stay hard, he let his right hand be his only source of pleasure.
    “Where’d you go?” Hawk's deep voice was right in front of him.
    Pierce’s head snapped back to the here and now. “I said to back off!” he yelled when he noticed that Hawk was back in his space again.
    “Jesus, man.” Hawk put both hands up in surrender while inching backward again. Pierce watched him shake his head at him as if pitying him. “And you say were the ones fucked up in the head. I’m not the one that just zonked out on a flashback. Am I?”
    Pierce huffed. Pissed more so at himself for having just done that in front of Hawk. “Just get out.”
    “Gladly.” Hawk turned to the door and Pierce’s mouth filled with saliva at the massive wings that were tattooed on the man’s muscular back. He got to the door but paused after opening it. He turned and slammed Pierce against the wall again with a golden glare, making his body shiver. “For future reference, you better put an eye on that lip, Backhander.”
    Pierce crossed both arms over his significantly smaller chest. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
    “It means watch your fucking mouth.” Hawk’s pupils contracted to pinpoints, his entire eye now appearing like a ball of fire. When Hawk closed the door behind him, Pierce blew out a huge gust of breath.

Chapter Four

    Hawk
     
    How much are you going to fucking take? You must be turning into a real glutton for punishment in your older age. Hawk went back to one of the many rooms located on the upper-level of the warehouse to freshen up and put on some clothes. Jogging down the metal stairs he noted that most of the Beastmasters were gone. The only one that was still there was Dominick Strayhand – SEAL name, Viper, who was working alongside one of