INICIAR SESIÓNThe 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
He was thrusting with a force that made our bodies slide across the slick stone bench. Elena was a mess of sweat and tears, her juices flooding my face as I worked her, the heat of Silas's entry into her pulsing against my lips. Silas reached forward and grabbed my cock, jerking it with a rhythmic,
He knelt in front of me, our knees almost touching. The air crackled between us. He reached out and wrapped his hand around my cock, and I cried out, my hips bucking involuntarily.“Ah, ah, ah,” he tsked, his other hand pressing firmly on my hip, holding me still. “Stay still. Or I’ll stop.”I bit m
The double penetration of my senses was too much. I was being filled from both ends by the two most important men in my life and both of them had turned into predators in the dark light of the boardroom. I could feel Marcus’s cock deep in my gut and stretching me to the limit while Silas’s length wa
Friday night arrived with the sickening weight of a pending execution. The plug lay on my bed, a small, black, menacing sentinel. It was sleek and heavy in my palm, the silicone cool to the touch. For the last two days, my training had intensified. Marcus had pushed me, tested my limits, and rewarde
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