ログイン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
Aiden groaned, a sound that bounced off the tiled walls, echoing in the small space. He braced his hand against the shower wall, his legs trembling.Julian didn't rush. This wasn't about getting off; it was about connection. It was about anchoring them to the present, to the living, breathing moment
He stepped back, breaking all contact.The sudden absence of his body heat was a shock, a cold void that left me feeling empty and exposed. I sagged against the wall, my legs trembling so badly I was surprised they could still hold me up. My lips were swollen and bruised, my neck was stinging, and m
The vibration intensified, becoming a deep, powerful thrum. It was a direct, targeted assault on my prostate. Pleasure, sharp and intense, shot through me. My whole body tensed. I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles white. My breathing hitched.“Dave?” Henderson’s voice cut through the haze o
His voice was a physical thing, a low hum that settled in my balls and made them ache. I was trapped between the hard wood of the desk and the even harder wall of Damian’s chest. His finger was still under my chin, a firm, possessive pressure that made my cock throb with a desperate, needy pulse. I
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





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