I am, [ he says lowly. ] I'm having to fight myself every step of the way. But I don't care. If it's a contest between you and-- and them, it's always you. You're worth more.

[ And damn them, anyway, damn them both. Gregor feels defiant out of nowhere, and impulsively settles his weight lower, to the point that it's getting a little dangerous with how breakable Miles is. He's braced himself on his forearms on either side of Miles's head, and he laces the fingers of one hand in his hair tightly.

His arousal is obvious and insistent against him. ]