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Fuck, he had never seen a more gorgeous sight.

Somehow, this incredible man—with the biggest heart and the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen—had chosen him.

Not just to love him, but to stand with him—to support and take care of him when life knocked him down.

He’d finally found a place where he felt like he belonged.

Staring into his love’s eyes, he couldn’t remember ever being this happy.

“I love you, Cam,” Basher happily whispered.

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CAMERON

Three Months Later

Cameron tried not to laugh when he suddenly felt a finger behind him begin poking him in the back.

Today was month three.

The holiest of days.

The day when all other days bowed down to it in reverence.

They had both been counting down the days, month after month, waiting impatiently for them to slowly tick by.

But now, the day was finally here!

“Cam? Babe?” Basher whispered as he continued to poke his back repeatedly. Each poke was getting harder and harder.

The man was like a kid on Christmas morning. He was so fucking excited that he couldn’t even wait for his boyfriend to “wake up.”

Not that Cameron was sleeping. He’d been awake and painstakingly hard for the past two hours, waiting for the horny bull behind him to wake up and finally claim the ass he had been unable to fuck for the past three months.

Who knew that getting shot in the stomach would result in your ass revirginizing, thanks to a three-month butt-sex ban, courtesy of your fucking doctor?

There was no fucking way they were wasting time on foreplay.

Nope! Cameron wanted Basher’s dick, and he wanted it deep inside him as quickly as possible.

Cameron had snuck out of bed an hour earlier to shower and prep himself, using his dildo to stretch his ass out and get himself ready for the pounding he was about to receive. Finally!

If Basher reached down between his cheeks, he would quickly discover that his ass was worked open, lubed, and impatiently waiting for that hog between his legs to tear open his hole and make him forget his bloody name.

A low chuckle escaped Cameron. He couldn’t hold it in any longer.

He felt the mattress shift as Basher quickly sat up.

“You mean to tell me that you’re fucking awake?”

Cameron looked over his shoulder into the horny, heated eyes of the man who was about to destroy his hole.

“Are you going to keep chatting, or are you going to shove that fucking big dick deep inside me and remind me of the horny alpha you truly are?”

“Give me a chance to—” Basher’s words cut off when his fingers felt the lube creasing his hole. “Mmm, looks like someone’s all prepped.”

“And stretched. Now shove that fucking cock inside me, and don’t stop until your balls are empty and my prostate is destroyed.”