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    “Is very far from entrance to house,” Ilya said, brushing lightly past Shane to assess the space.

    “That’s a new one,” Shane noted, his eyes narrowing. “No problem. If we have to keep looking, I’ll keep that in mind. Any reason why? Sore after the games, or…?”

    “No.” Ilya shook his head, his gaze trailing over Shane from head to toe before drifting slowly back up and settling on the wide set of his cupid’s bow. “I just do not need guests to see whole house before I get them into bed.”

    OR: Ilya doesn’t want a new home, but he definitely wants his real estate agent.

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    “Does the Dominus enjoy serving a slave?” Ilya murmured.

    Shane looked up at him through dark lashes. His mouth was a hairsbreadth away from Ilya’s cock, and Ilya could see the exact moment the last of his composure burned out, shedding, the way a snake left its old skin behind, eyes bright and body underneath already new—

    —and instead of answering, Shane licked a stripe up the underside of his shaft, root to tip.

    The law calls Ilya a slave. The mob of Rome calls him their lion, their Gladiator. Senator’s son Shane calls him to his bed.

    Now Shane wants to call him free, but that means owning him first.

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