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 club was called The Secret club. Fitting. It was a dark, loud place where people went to forget who they were and what they’d done. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, spilled liquor, cheap perfume, and pure, unadulterated desperation. The bass from the music was a constant, heavy thump i
Alistair was last. His thrusts were erratic now. He chased his peak. With a low, guttural groan, he buried himself deep. He filled me with his seed. The warmth spread inside me. It marked me as his. Theirs. In a way that felt permanent.We collapsed in a tangle of limbs. We were sweat-slicked and sp
“Please,” I begged, the word muffled by the leather. “Please, Master…”I didn’t even know what I was begging for. For him to stop? For him to fuck me? For him to put me out of my misery?“Please what?” he asked, his voice a low taunt. He curled his fingers, brushing against my prostate, and I saw wh
My heart sank. This was a new level of cruelty. A new layer of his control. To make me wear this… this shame… under my suit, in the office, in front of everyone. It was a constant, physical reminder of my submission.I slowly, reluctantly, pulled on my cheap suit trousers. The rough fabric of the wo







