تسجيل الدخولThe black sweater was soft, expensive cashmere that clung to Yu Yan’s skin like a second layer. The v-neck was deep, framing the leather collar perfectly. It was humiliating to wear it, but the alternative—wearing nothing, or worse, facing Lu Cheng’s wrath—was worse.When Yu Yan entered the dining r
He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. There were only five rules written in Lu Cheng’s neat, sharp handwriting.RULE #1: You will address me as Gege or Sir in private. RULE #2: You will wear the collar at all times unless I remove it. RULE #3: You will not touch yourself or com
Yu Yan didn't know how long he lay there. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours. The ache in his groin eventually subsided into a dull, throbbing frustration, leaving him feeling hollow and drained.He eventually pulled his clothes back on, his movements sluggish and heavy. He felt
"So eager," Lu Cheng murmured, squeezing him just enough to make Yu Yan see stars. "You really are a desperate little thing, aren't you?"He began to rub his palm in slow, agonizing circles. The friction of the denim against Yu Yan’s sensitive flesh was torture—too much and not enough all at once. Y
He shifted his weight, pressing his hips down deliberately. Yu Yan felt the hard length of him again, unmistakable and demanding. A fresh wave of panic washed over him. This was actually happening. His stepbrother was going to force himself on him."Please," Yu Yan whispered, the fight draining out
The inside of the villa was cool and smelled of dust and old wood. Lu Cheng didn’t bother turning on the lights as he carried Yu Yan through the hallway, his grip on Yu Yan’s waist unyielding. Yu Yan struggled, kicking his legs and pounding his fists against Lu Cheng’s broad back, but it was like tr
After a few minutes, Marcus pulled out. "On the couch. On your hands and knees." Alex scrambled to obey. He climbed onto the cool leather couch, positioning himself on all fours, his ass facing Marcus. He felt so exposed, so vulnerable. Marcus came up behind him. He ran a hand over Alex's ass, his
"Look at me," Victor said.Noah slowly lifted his head. Victor was standing in front of him, his legs spread, his arms crossed. He was fully dressed in dark jeans and a tight-fitting black t-shirt that showcased the powerful muscles of his chest and arms. He looked down at Noah, his expression one o
He gave Lucas a final, menacing look before turning and walking away.The room slowly returned to its normal chatter, but the atmosphere was charged. Lucas could feel their eyes on him, could hear their whispers. He was a pariah, a public spectacle. The Alpha's toy.He fled the kitchen, the sack of
Elias threw the wooden paddle onto a nearby chair. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath. He looked down at the scene he had created. Leo was still bent over the bench, his ass a bright, angry red. Ash was on his knees in front of Leo, his dick still in Leo’s mouth, though he had stopped mo







