Se connecterThe black sweater was soft, expensive cashmere that clung to Yu Yan’s skin like a second layer. The v-neck was deep, framing the leather collar perfectly. It was humiliating to wear it, but the alternative—wearing nothing, or worse, facing Lu Cheng’s wrath—was worse.When Yu Yan entered the dining r
He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. There were only five rules written in Lu Cheng’s neat, sharp handwriting.RULE #1: You will address me as Gege or Sir in private. RULE #2: You will wear the collar at all times unless I remove it. RULE #3: You will not touch yourself or com
Yu Yan didn't know how long he lay there. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours. The ache in his groin eventually subsided into a dull, throbbing frustration, leaving him feeling hollow and drained.He eventually pulled his clothes back on, his movements sluggish and heavy. He felt
"So eager," Lu Cheng murmured, squeezing him just enough to make Yu Yan see stars. "You really are a desperate little thing, aren't you?"He began to rub his palm in slow, agonizing circles. The friction of the denim against Yu Yan’s sensitive flesh was torture—too much and not enough all at once. Y
He shifted his weight, pressing his hips down deliberately. Yu Yan felt the hard length of him again, unmistakable and demanding. A fresh wave of panic washed over him. This was actually happening. His stepbrother was going to force himself on him."Please," Yu Yan whispered, the fight draining out
The inside of the villa was cool and smelled of dust and old wood. Lu Cheng didn’t bother turning on the lights as he carried Yu Yan through the hallway, his grip on Yu Yan’s waist unyielding. Yu Yan struggled, kicking his legs and pounding his fists against Lu Cheng’s broad back, but it was like tr
Ethan’s hand moved faster, his thumb rubbing over the sensitive head of Lucas’s cock. At the same time, he rolled his hips, the knot grinding against that spot inside him that made his vision blur. Pleasure, sharp and unwelcome, shot through him."Come on, boy," Ethan urged, his voice a dark, seduct
Victor leaned in, his chest pressing against Noah's back, and wrapped a hand around Noah's throat. It was not a chokehold, but a firm, possessive grip that was a constant, thrilling reminder of who was in control."You're not allowed to come until I say so," Victor whispered in his ear, his voice a
The days fell into a new, twisted routine. I would get my morning text from Richard, a command, a test of my obedience. I would spend the day in a state of constant arousal, my body humming with anticipation for his return. And when he got home, he would claim me, using me in his office, in the livi
The night was a living hell. I lay in bed, my body thrumming with a restless energy that refused to be quelled. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Marcus’s face, felt the phantom pressure of his hand on my throat, the rough possessiveness of his kiss. My cock was a constant, painful ache, a steel ro







