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Rolling away from his mate, he climbed out of bed. Grabbing clothes from his closet, he dressed quickly, never looking at Keeton. Disgust at himself made his insides boil. He wanted to scream, to lash out, hit something, but he held back, not wanting to frighten his lover. I was the first. Keeton had come to him, trusted him, giving freely to him, wanting only to take things slowly in return. So, Logan, being the upstanding guy that he was, had seen what he wanted to see, heard what he wanted to hear, and forced himself on his inexperienced mate. A throbbing ache started in his chest. He thought Keeton wanted 46 Gabrielle Evans to be with him, but perhaps he had misinterpreted the younger man s signals. God, he was so confused, so frustrated with his lack of control. Keeton s first time their first time together should have been special. He should have taken his time, explored the gift of Keeton s body. Logan? He paused at his name, softly spoken by his lover. Turning slowly, he held on to his control by a thread. He would not beg forgiveness from his angel. He didn t deserve it. I was the first. I am so sorry, baby, he whispered. What? Why are you sorry? Keeton held out his arms, and Logan couldn t stop himself from moving into them. He crawled back into bed and pulled his mate to him gently. I should have done things differently. Logan, I m not following. What are you talking about? Shaking his head, Logan pulled away and stood from the bed again. He needed to think, and he couldn t do it with the scent of their combined seed filling his head. I m going to run, he said abruptly. I just need to think. I ll be back. Logan, wait! He didn t. He slipped through the door, closing it quietly behind him. * * * * Keeton sat on the bed in stunned silence as he watched Logan flee from the room. What the hell had just happened? Why did Logan run from him? Making love to Logan had been the single most amazing experience of Keeton s life. Sure, he was a little sore, but he expected it. If his reward for a little discomfort came in the form of a sizzling hot, blond shifter, he would not trade a second of it. Logan made him By the Light of the Moon 47 feel cherished, loved, wanted, and needed. Even when Logan had been buried balls deep in his ass, even as he dominated and overwhelmed him, he had felt safe and protected. So, why had his lover practically sprinted out the door? Why had Logan apologized? A sudden thought occurred to him, and his chest tightened painfully. Maybe Logan had changed his mind. It seemed the bigger man couldn t get away fast enough once Keeton told him he had been his first lover. He remembered Logan s face right before he d walked out of the room. He had looked so sad, so despondent, and Keeton thought he detected a hint of anger under all that misery. Not at him, but directed inward. Damn, he was so confused. What the hell? he mumbled under his breath. He thinks he hurt you. Keeton looked up, then checked to make sure the sheet covered him. His best friend walked into the room and climbed up on the bed beside him. Brax, what the hell just happened here? Braxton shook his head. I don t know, sweetheart, but you need to go talk to him. He s hurting, and he needs you. I told him he couldn t claim me, Keeton whispered, looking down at his hands where they rested in his lap. Smart. He snapped his attention back to the man beside him. What? He thought Braxton would be upset with him. I didn t let Xander claim me right away. You barely even know him. Of course, you shouldn t let him claim you. Once you do, there s no out clause, Kee. It s for life. Braxton took a deep breath before he continued. I won t lie. He will be devastated if you deny him. If you allow him to take you as his own and then deny him, however, it will destroy him. Keeton said nothing, but his heart ached. He knew shifters mated for life. He was Logan s one shot at true happiness. There would never be another. No pressure or anything. 48 Gabrielle Evans
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