INICIAR SESIÓNJulian’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
He fired a shot. The bullet splintered the wood of the pillar near Aiden’s head.Julian covered his ears. He looked at Aiden. Aiden looked back. He nodded. A silent signal.Aiden spun out from behind the pillar and fired two shots. Bang. Bang.One of the men in the back went down, clutching his leg.
The screen glowed in the dark room, illuminating the stark terror on Julian’s face. The text was short. Simple. Devastating.I see you.Julian sat up, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. "Aiden."Aiden was already moving. He sensed the shift in Julian’s body instantly. He sat u
Julian didn't touch it yet. He started at Aiden’s feet. He massaged the arches, working his thumbs into the sore muscles, digging deep. Aiden groaned, his head falling back against the headboard."Fuck, that feels amazing," Aiden murmured.Julian worked his way up Aiden’s calves, kneading the tensio
They stole a truck from the back of a hardware store two towns over. It was old, a Ford with a rusted bed and a transmission that whined, but it was reliable and nondescript.They drove until the sun was high in the sky, then found a deserted stretch of woodland off an old logging road. Julian dug a
I let out a strangled cry, my back arching as I took the full length of him. He was so big, so unforgivingly solid, that my vision blurred for a second. He stayed there, buried deep inside me, letting me adjust to the invasion."My god," he breathed into my ear, his chest heaving against my back. "Y
My biggest problem wasn’t writer’s block. It was a terminal, throbbing case of blue balls, and the only cure was Damian.I could write a thousand words about the slick heat of skin on skin, the guttural sounds a man makes when he’s about to come, the exact way a cock pulses in your hand. My anonymou
Two days. Two days of absolute, fucking silence.On the third night, my phone buzzed. It was him. An unknown number, but I knew. My whole body responded, a jolt of pure, undiluted lust shooting through me, making my cock instantly hard, a desperate, needy ache against my thigh.The message was short
He released me, leaving me feeling empty and aching. He walked over to his bed and sat down on the edge, patting the space beside him.“Come here,” he commanded.I walked towards him, my legs trembling, and sat down next to him. The mattress dipped under his weight.“Now,” he said, his voice droppin







