ログインTitle: Claimed by the Team CaptainChapter 1The locker room still smelled like sweat, soap, and the sharp bite of liniment when Noah Reed stayed behind after practice.Everyone else had cleared out. The last of the showers had gone quiet. Steam clung to the air in heavy, humid ribbons. Noah sat on the wooden bench in front of his stall, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. His thighs still burned from the extra sprints Jax Torren had ordered him to run. His jersey clung to his back, damp and sticky. The tape on his left wrist itched.He heard the heavy footsteps before he saw him.Jax Torren filled the doorway like he owned the entire building. Six-foot-three of solid muscle packed under a black practice shirt that clung to his chest and shoulders. Dark hair still wet from the shower. A thick towel slung low around his hips. Water beaded along his collarbones and slid down the deep cut of his abs before disappearing under the towel. The scent of him hit Noah a second later—clea
His Forbidden GuardChapter 3The attack came two nights later, just after midnight.Leo was half-asleep when the first muffled thud sounded from the hallway. Before he could fully sit up, Asher was already moving—silent, lethal, pulling a compact pistol from the nightstand drawer and shoving Leo down onto the mattress with one hard hand.“Stay down. Do not make a sound.”The next thirty seconds felt like hours. Two more thuds. A sharp grunt. The soft, wet sound of something heavy hitting the floor. Then silence.Asher returned with blood on his knuckles and a cold, controlled fury in his eyes. He checked Leo over with brisk efficiency, then pulled him out of bed.“Get dressed. Now. We’re leaving.”Leo’s hands shook as he dragged on jeans and a hoodie. Asher didn’t bother with explanations. He simply locked a hand around the back of Leo’s neck, guided him through the darkened penthouse past two bodies on the floor, and into the private elevator that went straight to the underground ga
His Forbidden GuardChapter 2Leo woke to the sound of the shower running.For a few disoriented seconds he forgot where he was. Then the ache in his jaw, the dried come on his stomach, and the empty armchair in the corner brought everything back in a rush. Asher had stayed the entire night. Watching him.The bathroom door was cracked open. Steam drifted out. Leo sat up slowly, naked, the sheet tangled around his hips. His cock was already half-hard from the memory of Asher’s thick length stretching his mouth.He should have stayed in bed. Instead he stood, walked across the room, and pushed the bathroom door open wider.Asher stood under the spray with his back to him, head bowed, water streaming over the heavy muscle of his shoulders and down the deep groove of his spine. Tattoos covered one shoulder and the side of his ribs—dark, military-looking ink that disappeared under the water. His ass was tight, powerful. When he turned slightly, Leo saw the thick length of his cock hanging
Title: His Forbidden GuardChapter 1Leo Sterling had been told the new bodyguard would be professional.No one mentioned he would look like he could snap a man in half with one hand and not even breathe harder.Asher Blackwood stood in the middle of Leo’s penthouse living room like he had already claimed the space. Six-foot-four of hard muscle under a black fitted shirt and tactical pants, dark hair cropped short, jaw shadowed with stubble, and eyes the color of steel that had seen too much. A thin scar cut through his left eyebrow. Another disappeared under the collar of his shirt. He didn’t smile. He didn’t offer a hand. He just looked at Leo the way a predator looks at something it has already decided belongs to it.“You’re late,” Asher said. Voice low, rough, completely unimpressed.Leo dropped his keys on the console table and kicked the door shut behind him. “I wasn’t aware I needed your permission to come home.”“You do now.” Asher’s gaze dragged over him—expensive black jeans
His Rival’s Private PropertyChapter 3Ethan woke to the wet heat of a mouth sliding down his cock.For a disoriented second he didn’t know where he was. Then the scent of Dominic’s skin, the expensive sheets, and the firm hand pinning his hip to the mattress brought everything back in a rush. He was still in the penthouse. Still naked. Still marked and used from the night before.Dominic was under the covers, between his legs, sucking him with slow, devastating precision. No teasing. Just deep, wet pulls and a tongue that knew exactly where to press. Ethan’s back arched. A broken sound left his throat.Dominic pulled off long enough to speak, voice rough with sleep.“Morning.”Then he swallowed him again.Ethan came harder than he expected, too fast, spilling down Dominic’s throat with a helpless moan while Dominic hummed like he was tasting something he had every right to. Only when Ethan was soft and shaking did Dominic crawl up his body and kiss him, sharing the bitter taste of hi
His Rival’s Private PropertyChapter 2The private elevator to Dominic Kane’s penthouse required a keycard. Ethan’s hands were still slightly unsteady when he slid the one Dominic had left for him at the front desk into the reader. The doors closed. The car rose so smoothly it felt like floating.He had almost talked himself out of coming three separate times on the ride over. Almost. Then the memory of Dominic’s cock stretching him open over that marble desk, the low growl against his ear, the way come had leaked down his thigh under his trousers during the entire board meeting, had made the decision for him.The elevator opened directly into the penthouse.Floor-to-ceiling glass. The city glittering thirty-eight stories below. Dark furniture. Soft lighting. And Dominic, barefoot in black slacks and an unbuttoned white shirt, standing at the kitchen island with a glass of whiskey in one hand like he’d been waiting.He didn’t smile. He just looked Ethan over slowly, thoroughly, the wa
Chapter 1: Caught in the ActThe bass from Jordan’s speakers thumped through the walls as I slipped out of his room, heart hammering like a damn traitor. The party downstairs was still raging—cheap beer, shitty EDM, and too many people crammed into his parents’ living room. But I wasn’t going back
Chapter 4: Shadows and Surrender The crack outside the cabin window jolted me awake before dawn, my body still sore and marked from Damien’s relentless claiming the night before. I lay tangled in the heavy blankets, his arm draped possessively over my waist, his breath warm against my neck. For a
Chapter 3: Cabin Fever The family cabin loomed ahead like a trap wrapped in pine trees and fresh snow. Mom and Dad had insisted on the weekend getaway to bond us all together, but they bailed at the last minute with some excuse about a work emergency back in the city. Convenient. Or maybe suspicio
Chapter 2: Bound by the Secret The flash from Damien’s phone burned behind my eyelids long after he lowered the device. My knees still ached against the basement carpet, my lips felt swollen and raw, and the taste of him lingered on my tongue like a brand I could not wash away. I stared up at him,







