LOGINThe 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 infection set in that night.They were driving through the mountains, aiming for the coast, trying to put as much distance between them and the ghost town as possible. The road wound treacherously along the cliffs, the drop-off falling away into darkness.Julian started shivering. He pulled his
His grip was an iron brand on my chin, but he let go, leaving a stinging warmth behind. My world had shrunk to this small space between his body and the plush carpet. The air was thick with the scent of his cologne and my own sharp, panicked arousal. My mind was a blank slate wiped clean by shock an
My blood ran cold. My blood ran hot. I was a fucking paradox of terror and lust. Every cell in my body was screaming at me to get away, to run, to hide. But a deeper, darker part of me, the part that had been whispering “Yes, Master” for three months, was thrilled. It was electrified. This was the u
The world came back into focus in slow, blurry increments. The first thing I was aware of was the smell. Sex. Sharp, salty, and overwhelmingly male. It was the scent of me and him, of sweat and cum and submission, clinging to the expensive leather of the sofa. The second thing was the feeling. A dee
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, black silk blindfold. “Close your eyes,” he commanded.I obeyed, and he tied the blindfold around my head, plunging me into darkness. My other senses immediately sharpened. I could hear his breathing, feel the heat from his body, smell the intoxicat







