LOGINChapter 160 Ethan I sat in the passenger seat of Jovian’s dad’s car with both hands locked around my phone so hard my knuckles had gone white. The air inside the car felt thick enough to choke on. Every time I tried to take a normal breath it got stuck halfway down my throat. He drove with one hand resting easy on the wheel and the other lying quiet on his own thigh like this was just another Saturday afternoon drive. He was not yelling. He was not even looking angry. He was treating me like some kid who had snuck out after curfew and now needed a calm talking-to.“You ran,” he said, voice low and even, eyes on the road. “You grabbed my son and the two of you took off like that was going to fix anything. That was a mistake, Ethan. Naughty boys who make mistakes get corrected. You understand that, right?”I kept my eyes on the dashboard because looking at him made the panic worse. “ I didn’t grab that psycho som of yours, he took off before I did. Also, I didn’t know what the deal
Chapter 159 Aiden Waking up was not a sudden moment. It was a slow, agonizing drag back into a body that felt completely shattered.When my eyes finally fluttered open, the room was wrapped in a suffocating darkness and a bitter, biting cold. My instinct was to pull the blanket up over my shivering shoulders, but when my hand reached out, it found nothing. The sheets were completely gone. The mattress beneath me was bare, rough, and cold against my exposed skin. The space beside me was empty, carrying a terrifying stillness, like no human being had ever been there at all.I tried to sit up, but the moment I shifted my weight, a sharp wave of white-hot pain shot straight through my lower body. A gasp tore from my throat as I collapsed back onto the bare mattress, my heart wildly hammering against my ribs.Everything hurt. My thighs were trembling uncontrollably, unable to hold any strength. My wrists were raw, marked with deep red indentations where leather had bitten into my skin. A
Chapter 158Chris I went to the bathroom and ran warm water over a washcloth. I came back and knelt between his legs. The bar still held him open. I pressed the warm cloth against his hole and he flinched, a sharp intake of breath."I know. Be still."I cleaned him gently, wiping away the blood, the lube, the mess I'd made. His hole was swollen, angry red, but the bleeding had already slowed to a stop. I cleaned him until the cloth came away mostly pink, then just wet. He was shaking through all of it, making small sounds every time the warmth hit his skin.I tossed the cloth aside and looked at him.Blindfold wet. Chest marked with bites and wax and my mouth. His nipples red and swollen from my teeth. His cock soft and spent against his thigh. And between his legs, the evidence of how far I'd pushed him."I'm not sorry," I said quietly. "You needed this. You needed to know that I can take you apart. That I will take you apart. That there's nothing you can do to stop me when I decide
Chapter 157ChrisI watched him shake for a while. The plug was still locked in, the spreader bar still holding him open, the blindfold still wet against his face. He was breathing in these short, broken gasps, chest heaving, the nipple rings catching the dim light every time his ribs expanded. He looked wrecked. He looked perfect.But I wasn't done.The branding thought had been sitting in my chest all night, that quiet wish for something permanent, something that would stay even after the marks faded. I knew I wouldn't do it. Not really. But the wanting made me hungry in a way that needed an outlet.I reached down and unclipped the strap that held the plug to the bar. He made a small sound when I pulled it free, something between relief and fear. Then I wrapped my hand around the base and pulled it out slowly, watching his hole stretch around the widest part before it slipped free with a wet sound. He gasped. His body clenched around nothing."heyy, please...""Please what?"I didn'
Chapter 156 Chris I dragged the ice up over his balls, over the soft mess of his cock that was starting to fill again even though he had already come. He hissed. I did the same to the other side, then back down to the plug, pressing the cube against the place where silicone met skin. His stomach jumped. The rings on his chest rose and fell faster.I set the ice aside and reached for the wax tin again. The warmer had kept it soft. I dripped a thin line across his lower stomach, just above where the plug sat. He sucked in a hard breath. The heat after the ice made him shake. I dripped more, careful lines that ran toward the base of the plug. One drop landed right on the stretched rim. He cried out.“You feel the difference,” I said. “Your body does not know which way to go. That is the point. I decide hot or cold. I decide how open you stay. You do not get a vote.”I sprayed the menthol mist next, light across his open thighs, across the wax trails, across the wet skin around the plug
Chapter 155 Chris I kept my hand on his hip and stayed right there between his legs. The bar held him open like it was made for this. His hole was still shiny from earlier, a little swollen, clenching every few seconds around nothing now that my fingers were out. He was breathing hard, chest rising fast, the rings on his nipples catching the light every time he pulled air in. Blindfold damp. Wrists locked behind him. He looked like he belonged exactly where I put him.I leaned in close again, mask almost brushing his ear.“You heard me. I am nowhere near finished.”He made a small sound, half protest, half something else. I ignored it. I shifted down, settled between his forced-open thighs, and put my mouth back on him.I licked a slow stripe right over his hole. He jerked hard against the bar. The metal stopped him from closing anything. I did it again, slower, pressing my tongue flat and dragging it up, tasting the leftover mess from before. He was already wet but I wanted him wet
Aiden’s POV I walked in an awkward, uneven way, trying to hide how sore I felt. By the time I reached Eric’s door and knocked, my legs felt weak and shaky. I was already regretting not calling in sick, but bills don’t pay themselves and I needed this. Eric opened the door fast like he had been wai
Mystery man's POV I never believed in that instant-connection bullshit people yap about on dating apps, love at first sight, soulmates, all that romantic garbage but the second that redheaded kid from my apartment stumbled through the door of my usual bar like the hounds of hell were nipping at hi
Aiden’s POV I bolted back to my room like my ass was on fire, slammed the door so hard the posters on the wall fluttered, then just stood there with my back pressed flat against it, chest heaving, trying to pretend my brain wasn’t actively melting down around me. I saw it. I fucking saw it. But my
Jovian’s POV I’ve always been the safe one, the quiet one, the guy who sculpts everything out of clay because it’s “art” and not because I’m horny twenty-four seven, but let’s be real, half the time it is because I’m horny, and the other half it’s because Aiden’s the only person I’ve ever wanted t


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