KAI POV
*Ready to blow - KMFDM - suggested by one of you guys ð Thanks Christen*
The second Derrickâs fingers closed around the flagpole and that damned red silk came free, the world narrowed to a single, blinding truth.
Him.
Filthy, battered, breathing like a beast, holding our prize like he had ripped it out of the moon itself.
My chest detonated. Not the soft flutter of relief, not pride. Noâthis was sharper, darker. A hungry joy that clawed through my ribs and left me shaking. It had nothing to do with the game and everything to do with the two men who had become my damnation and my salvation.
Derrick had done it.
He had him.
The smug son-of-a-dragon, pinned in a headlock, struggling and failing. Damian, all arrogance and smoke, forced to tap. That soundâbarely a slap against t
