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
He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him with a soft, final click. He was here. My alpha. And I was completely, utterly at his mercy.“Stay away from me,” I whimpered, but the words had no force. They were a desperate, futile plea from a mind that had already lost the war. My body, on t
"With pleasure, son," he growled, and with one, brutal thrust, he buried himself inside me to the hilt.The sensation was overwhelming. It was a sharp, intense burn, a delicious, agonizing stretch that filled me completely. I cried out, a raw, primal sound of pure pleasure and pain. He was huge, big
The inside of Marcus's house was cold and impersonal, a museum of expensive things no one was allowed to touch. He led me through a massive living area."This is the main floor," he said, his voice echoing. "You can use any of these rooms. My personal quarters are on the west wing. You don't go ther
His words were degrading, but they only fueled the fire building inside me. I could feel his knot swelling at the base of his cock, a thick bulge that stretched my rim with every thrust. The pressure was immense, a delicious ache that promised an even more intense release.He leaned over me, his che







