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the tattered state Blair was in. His mate took a step back, tucking his hair behind his ear and lowering his head. He didn’t make a sound.
     
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    “Are you hurt?” he asked quietly.
    Control. Control. Control. This was going to be his new mantra.
    Blair shrugged his shoulders but remained still.
    Kota held his hand up, waiting for his mate to take it. Blair’s hand came up but then fell back to his side, his hands fisting. Taking a deep breath, he placed his fingertips on Kota’s palm.
    He led Blair into the room, closing the door. Stepping behind him, Kota removed the now ruined coat.
    Kota inhaled the musky fragrance of his mate, letting it flow through his nostrils and into his lungs. He wanted to breathe Blair. He set the coat down, bending to one knee. Kota palmed the shoe and slid it off, doing the same with its mate. Standing, he led Blair to the bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet seat.
    “Take your shirt off so I can see what damage you have.”
    Blair’s hands were shaking so badly he couldn’t get the sweater over his head. Kota helped him pull it the rest of the way off, tossing it to the floor. He ran his hand over Blair’s back then down his chest.
    Admiring and examining.
    “Remove your pants.”
    Blair stood, unfastening them, and then slid them down and stepped out, tossing them to the floor. He sat back down, his head never lifting once. Kota ran him a warm bath, adding Epsom salt. He gently lifted Blair by the waist, helping him step in.
    Kota kneeled by the tub as he bathed his mate. He held his neck and dipped him back to wet his hair. The ends had already fanned out, floating in the water. He washed and rinsed the silken strands. Kota lifted him out then wrapped him in a heated towel. The second towel was twisted onto his hair.
    Kota picked him up, carrying him to bed and crawling in behind him. He pulled the covers up and pulled Blair close. Kissing his temple, Kota turned the light off.

    30
    Lynn Hagen
     
    Blair lay snuggled in Dakota’s arms. He had been awake for a while now but couldn’t bring himself to move. Strong arms were wrapped around him, cocooning him in and keeping him safe. Blair snuggled deeper into his warrior. His? Whoa, since when did he start thinking the guy was his? In a few days this guy would leave him behind, and Blair would go back to a life that held no appeal in the first place. His chest tightened at the thought of Dakota leaving him.
    He didn’t want to be alone anymore. Blair wrapped his hands around the chiseled arms, running his finger up and down, memorizing the dips and curves of tendons.
    “Good morning, sunshine.” Dakota kissed the back of his neck, pulling Blair tighter in his arms. He closed his eyes at the tenderness, not wanting to let him go.
    “Hungry?” A strong hand rubbed his shoulder as his neck was kissed once more.
    Blair shook his head. If he said yes, they would have to get up. He wanted more time. He wanted forever. Life made him a realist, and he wasn’t a fool to wish for things he couldn’t have, didn’t deserve. A few more minutes would do. “I was molested as a boy.” Oh, my fucking god. Did he really just say that out loud? What the hell was wrong with him? Why was he so relaxed with Dakota that he was ready to tell him his whole life history? Guys didn’t want confessions.
    They wanted a good time. Then it was “I’ll call you”. Blair mentally slapped himself. He had just messed up a perfectly good cuddle session.
    Dakota shifted, pulling Blair tighter into his arms. “You’re safe, sunshine.” He kissed Blair’s hair, gently rocking him. Blair took a deep breath to steel his nerves as he told Dakota all the sordid details.
    His warrior just lay there listening, petting him. He told him of his dad sneaking into his room and forcing himself on a much younger Blair. Talked of all the years it had gone on. How his father had called him his “dirty little whore” or asked him to