LOGINRivenThe world spun in a haze of fire and shadows as Kael's tongue finally pulled away from my ass, leaving me trembling and soaked, every nerve ending screaming for more, but now it was my turn to worship him, to claim back the control in this twisted dance of desire. My mind was a storm of dark cravings, his taste still lingering on my lips, making me feel feral and possessive, making me want to devour him whole under the dimming sky.I shoved him back against the hood of the car, my hands rough on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart.“Now it's your turn, you fucking tease,” I growled, my voice hoarse and laced with that raw edge of obsession.He smirked down at me, his cock hard and throbbing, begging for my touch, and I couldn't wait—I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, fisting it with a brutal grip, my fingers squeezing from base to tip, jerking him off with long, twisting strokes that made his hips buck and a guttural moan tear from his throat.“Fuck, Riven, ea
KaelThe sunset had almost disappeared, leaving the sky in deep purples and fading golds, but the real heat was right here between us.Riven’s lips were swollen from kissing, his chest rising and falling rapidly against mine. I pulled back just enough to look at him. His eyes were dark, glassy with want, cheeks flushed, hair messy from the wind and my fingers. He looked beautiful. Ruined already, and we had barely started.I brushed my thumb over his bottom lip, voice low and rough. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he leaned in and kissed me again — slower this time, deeper, like he was pouring every unsaid feeling into it. Our tongues slid together lazily, tasting, exploring. His hands roamed my bare back, nails lightly dragging down my skin, sending shivers through me.I groaned softly into his mouth and slid my hands down his sides, gripping his waist. We were both still shirtless, skin warm from the sun and each other. I could fee
KaelWe stepped outside together, the morning sun warm on our skin. Riven still looked a little fragile, but the fact that he had reached out to me first made something warm settle in my chest. I opened the passenger door for him before getting into the driver’s seat of my car.As soon as I started the engine, Riven spoke softly.“Can you open the windows and the top?”I smiled and pressed the buttons. The windows slid down smoothly, and the convertible roof folded back, letting the bright sky open above us. Fresh air rushed in as I pulled out of the driveway.Riven leaned back in his seat, tilting his face toward the sky. The wind blew through his hair as the car picked up speed. For the first time since yesterday’s game, I saw a real smile form on his lips. He looked peaceful, almost free, as the scenery blurred past us. That single smile made the entire drive worth it.I felt a quiet relief wash over me. Yesterday must have really messed with his head. Seeing him like this, even a
Riven“Are those for omegas?” Dad asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Are those really yours?”I couldn’t speak. My throat closed up completely. I just stared at him, eyes burning.“Why aren’t you saying anything?” His voice cracked. “Don’t tell me… you’re an omega?”Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them.“Dad… please,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Please don’t tell Mom.”Dad sighed heavily and stood up. For a long moment, he just looked at me with pain and disappointment in his eyes.“I’ll keep it from her,” he said quietly. “But I expect you to open up to her soon.” He paused, then asked, “How do you plan to continue playing hockey like this? In an omega state? Isn’t that why you played so poorly yesterday?”“I was sick,” I lied quickly, wiping my face. “That’s all. I can handle it.”Dad sighed deeply, rubbing his forehead. “Your uncle was like you. He couldn’t handle it either. He had to drop out of the national swimming team.”I shook my head fiercely. “I’m not U
RivenThe smell of something sweet and warm drifted into the bedroom, gently pulling me out of sleep. I blinked slowly, staring at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up. My body still felt heavy from yesterday’s disastrous game, but the comforting aroma made my stomach rumble.What’s going on?I rubbed my eyes and padded barefoot toward the kitchen. The moment I stepped in, I froze.Mom was standing by the stove, stirring a pot. She turned around when she heard me, and her face immediately softened.“Riven…” she whispered.Before I could say anything, she walked over and pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my face in her shoulder as the tears I had been holding back since last night finally spilled over. She rubbed my back gently, just like she used to when I was a little boy.“It’s okay, my baby,” she murmured soothingly. “It’s okay to feel bad. You don’t have to carry it alone.”I held her tighter, letting her warmth comfort me. She pulled back slightly and wiped the tears fro
KaelI stood by the bedside for a long moment, just watching Riven sleep. He looked exhausted, curled up under the blanket with dried tear tracks still visible on his cheeks. I wanted to stay. I wanted to crawl back into bed, pull him into my arms, and hold him through the night.But I couldn’t.My dad had called earlier saying he fell sick this morning. I needed to go home and check on him. With a quiet sigh, I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Riven’s cheek.“Sleep well, baby,” I whispered.I covered him properly with the blanket, making sure he was warm, then moved to the kitchen. I washed the dishes, wiped the counters, and tidied up the small mess we’d made. Once everything looked decent, I took one last look around the apartment and headed for the door.I sighed softly as I stepped outside, pulling my face cap lower. I really wished I could have stayed.I had watched the game earlier. It was rough. Riven had played badly, like really, really badly. He wasn’t himself at all.







