로그인The 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
The locker room was its usual chaotic self, a cacophony of shouting, laughter, and the clatter of pads. I tried to act normal, to joke with my teammates, but my mind was a mess of arousal and anxiety. Every time I bent over to put on my pads, the plug would press against my prostate, sending a jolt
I felt his presence behind me, a wall of heat and power. He stepped into the shower with me, fully clothed, the water instantly soaking his polo shirt and trousers."Turn around," he commanded.I did, my back against the cool tile wall. He was a predator, and I was his prey. He looked me up and down
The Omega Health Center smelled like bleach and regret. I sat in the waiting room, my ass numb on the hard plastic chair, my knuckles white where I was gripping the armrests. I hated this place. I hated the beta nurses with their pitying smiles and the condescending pamphlets about "embracing your n
The next day was a blur of frustrated arousal. I went to my classes, but I didn't hear a word the professors said. My mind was completely consumed by him. By the memory of his commands, by the memory of his voice, by the memory of the ache in my groin. I was a walking, talking hard-on, a slave to my

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