Mag-log inThe 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
Victor Kane: Today's outfit. Nothing but the jockstrap I sent you and a pair of sweatpants. No shirt. No underwear. No shoes.A package had arrived at my door that morning. I opened it. It was a plain black jockstrap, made of a soft, stretchy material. I stripped off my clothes and put it on. The po
I opened my mouth and took his cock inside. The vibration was driving me crazy. It was a constant, maddening pulse against my prostate. I had to focus, had to concentrate on not making a sound while he was on the phone. I sucked his cock, my head bobbing up and down, my tongue swirling around the he
"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
Friday night, I was a nervous wreck. I had a bag full of new toys, things I had never even thought about using before. A flogger. A ball gag. A spreader bar. I didn't know what he had planned, but I knew it was going to be intense. I knew it was going to be a long night.I logged on at nine o'clock,







