LOGINThe 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
I let out a strangled cry, my back arching as I took the full length of him. He was so big, so unforgivingly solid, that my vision blurred for a second. He stayed there, buried deep inside me, letting me adjust to the invasion."My god," he breathed into my ear, his chest heaving against my back. "Y
He stepped back, breaking all contact.The sudden absence of his body heat was a shock, a cold void that left me feeling empty and exposed. I sagged against the wall, my legs trembling so badly I was surprised they could still hold me up. My lips were swollen and bruised, my neck was stinging, and m
The vibration intensified, becoming a deep, powerful thrum. It was a direct, targeted assault on my prostate. Pleasure, sharp and intense, shot through me. My whole body tensed. I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles white. My breathing hitched.“Dave?” Henderson’s voice cut through the haze o
Two days. Two days of absolute, fucking silence.On the third night, my phone buzzed. It was him. An unknown number, but I knew. My whole body responded, a jolt of pure, undiluted lust shooting through me, making my cock instantly hard, a desperate, needy ache against my thigh.The message was short







