LOGINThree days later, the storm hit. It was a blizzard of epic proportions. The wind howled like a dying animal, rattling the window shutters. The temperature plummeted.They piled every blanket and fur they owned onto the bed. They huddled together for warmth, skin to skin.Julian woke up shivering. Th
The first week in the cabin was a blur of adjustment. There was no hum of electricity, no distant traffic, no ticking clocks. There was only the wind, the crackle of the fire, and the sound of their own breathing.They fell into a routine that was primitive and domestic. Aiden chopped wood. Julian c
Julian cried out, his head falling back. It burned. It had been days. He was tight.Aiden didn't stop. He thrust all the way in, burying himself to the hilt."Fuck!" Julian screamed. "Yes!"Aiden grabbed Julian’s hips. He fucked him hard and fast. The car rocked under their movements. The metal crea
Aiden sat in the back of a van parked three blocks from the precinct. He was shirtless, his shoulder bandaged, sweat gleaming on his chest. The van was filled with monitors.On the main screen, he watched Julian in the interrogation room. He watched every subtle shift of Julian’s body language. He s
Across from him sat DeteRtive Miller. A man with a tired face and a mustache that had seen better decades."You're saying he forced you," Miller said for the third time. He tapped his pen on the file. "He kidnapped you from your office? Held you for weeks?""Yes," Julian said. He kept his voice soft
Julian’s eyes snapped open. The sound cut through the post-coital haze like a knife. It wasn't a dream. It was a siren. And it was close.He sat up, wincing at the pain in his arm. "Aiden."Aiden was already moving. He rolled out of bed and ran to the window. He peeled back the curtain just an inch.
The silence in the room after Mr. Sterling left was heavy, filled only by the soft crackle of the fire and the ragged breathing of the boys. Finn was a limp, boneless mess on the rug, a puddle of sweat and come. Ash was already sitting up, his expression unreadable as ever, though his chest still he
“Is this what you wanted, you little brat?” Elias grunted, his rhythm relentless. “To get my attention? Well, you have it. All of it.” Leo could only moan and gasp in response. His body was being used, taken, claimed. His own dick was hard and leaking, trapped between his body and the bench. Every
A week later, the atmosphere in the penthouse was different. It was charged with a new kind of tension. After their morning workout, Elias had gathered them in the living room. He wasn’t dressed in his usual vest and slacks. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, and his hair was slicked back. He
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







