LOGINLeo looked at the door. Then he looked at Silas. He thought about the giant’s fists. He thought about the fear of the last three months.He reached for the buttons on his shirt."Good," Silas said. He watched Leo undress.Leo took off his shirt, his shoes, his pants. He stood in his underwear. He fe
The poker chips clicked together, a hollow sound in the smoky backroom. Leo stared at his hand. Two kings. A decent hand, but not enough.He looked across the table. Marcus was smiling. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was the smile a shark gave right before it bit."All in," Leo said. He pushed his s
t wasn't a person. It was a bear.They had seen tracks before, but they had never seen the animal itself.They were returning from a hunt one afternoon, carrying a rabbit they had snared. Aiden stopped suddenly. He put his hand on Julian’s chest, signaling him to freeze."Look," Aiden whispered.Abo
Three 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
I arrived at his house at exactly nine o'clock. He opened the door, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. He looked different. More relaxed. More dangerous."Go to the playroom," he said, stepping aside.I walked past him and down the hall to the room I had only glimpsed before. It was a dungeon. The w
Wear the jockstrap I sent you. And nothing else. My stomach twisted into a knot of pure anxiety. Nothing else. Just a tiny piece of fabric that barely covered my cock and left my ass completely exposed. I was supposed to travel across town like that? To his office? A place where people worked. Where
"You earned this," he growled, his voice a low, guttural sound against my lips. "You earned every inch."He led me to the bedroom and undressed me slowly, his hands roaming over my body, a possessive exploration. He pushed me down on the bed, on my hands and knees, my ass in the air, a silent offeri
The package arrived the next morning, just like the last one. It was the same plain brown box, but this time it felt heavier, more significant. I opened it with a sense of dread and anticipation. Inside, on a bed of black satin, was a black leather collar and a matching leash. The collar was simple,







