LOGINDexI finished cleaning the last of the scrapes on Nico’s feet and sat back on my heels, satisfied. They weren’t too bad, just a few cuts and bruises from running barefoot, but seeing his skin torn up because he had run from me twisted something ugly in my chest.“Well, I think I’ve done my job here,” I said, keeping my voice easy as I stood up. “I only came to bring your slippers, but I’m glad I caught these. I’ll get out of your hair now.”I turned toward the door.Nico’s hand caught my wrist.I kept my back to him for a second, letting the moment exist without rushing to fill it. When I finally turned around, he was looking up at me with those wide, open eyes that always made it harder to think straight than they had any right to.“So you don’t want me to go?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.His cheeks went pink immediately. “You forgot this,” he muttered, gesturing to his feet instead of answering the actual question.I leaned in slightly. There it was. A smaller bruise, angrier than
NicoI woke to soft morning light slipping through curtains that weren’t mine. Dex was still asleep beside me, his breathing deep and even; that warm alpha scent wrapped around us like a blanket. Part of me wanted to stay—to press closer, to let his solid presence chase away the fear still clinging to my skin. But the bigger part of me needed to run.I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, heart pounding in my throat. My clothes from last night were scattered on the floor; I tugged them on with shaking hands and crept toward the door, barefoot and silent.I was almost there when Dex’s voice broke the silence, low and rough.“You’re not leaving like last time.”I froze, swallowing hard before I turned around.He was sitting up now, back against the headboard, eyes sharp despite the sleep still softening his features. The sheet had slipped low, but there was nothing heated in the way he looked at me right now. Just quiet concern.“Nico,” he said softly, sighing. “Do you want to tell
DexWe walked the short distance to his apartment in silence, but the air between us felt electric. My body was already reacting — a low, insistent pull in my gut, the first warning signs of a rut trying to creep in. I clenched my jaw, trying to hold it back. I didn’t want to lose control. Not with him.Nico suddenly stopped right in front of his door.“Nico? What is it?”He turned around slowly. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with lust and something deeper — raw, desperate need. The scent of his heat hit me harder then, sweet and intoxicating, wrapping around my senses like a drug.Before I could say anything else, he stepped forward and kissed me.It wasn’t gentle. It was hungry. His hands fisted in my shirt as his lips moved against mine, tongue sliding in with urgent need. I groaned into the kiss, hands automatically gripping his waist, pulling him closer.When he pulled back just enough to breathe, his voice was shaky. “Do to me what you want.”I blinked, trying to process
NicoI was done.No more.With a surge of adrenaline, I shoved the officer as hard as I could. He stumbled backward and fell to the floor with a heavy thud. I didn’t wait to see if he got up. I ran.My legs carried me out of the station and into the dark street. The night air was cool against my skin, but I felt anything but calm. My heart hammered wildly in my chest as I walked fast, almost jogging, constantly looking over my shoulder. Every shadow made me flinch. Every distant footstep sounded like someone following me.This was my heat zone. I could already feel the faint stirrings of it starting — that warm, vulnerable pull that made my scent stronger. The thought of an alpha catching it terrified me. I kept my head down, arms wrapped around myself, trying to walk as quickly as possible without drawing more attention.Where do I go?Going back to my new apartment was out of the question. The memory of Martin’s hand around my throat was still too fresh. The darkness, the choking fe
NicoI left Dex’s apartment with my chest tight and my eyes stinging.The walk back to my new place felt longer than it should have. Every step replayed the conversation in my head. The way he had hesitated. The way he had said "complicated" made me feel like I was something he couldn’t be bothered to define. I had opened up — asked what we were — and he gave me nothing.By the time I got home, the anger had settled into something heavier. Sadness. Disappointment. I sat on the edge of my new bed and stared at my phone. The messages from earlier were still there. I opened his contact, hovered over the block button for a long second, then pressed it.There. Done.He had only wanted me for sex. That was clear now. I wasn’t going to be his toy. I wasn’t going to wait around for scraps of attention. I shook my head, trying to push the memories away. It was over. Whatever “this” was, it was finished.I needed to focus on something real.I changed into comfortable clothes and walked to the n
DexI couldn’t hold back any longer.I thrust deeper into Nico, hips rolling in a steady, powerful rhythm that made him moan beautifully beneath me. Every stroke dragged against that perfect spot inside him, and the way his walls clenched around my cock was driving me insane. He was so wet, so hot, so tight — slick leaking everywhere, making each thrust smoother and filthier.“Fuck, Nico,” I groaned, burying my face in his neck. “You feel so good. So perfect around me.”He whimpered, legs wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me deeper. His nails dug into my back as I fucked him harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. I could feel his cock trapped between us, leaking steadily against his stomach.I kissed him deeply, swallowing his moans as I changed the angle slightly. The new position made him cry out, back arching off the bed.“Right there— Dex, please—”“Yeah? You like it when I fuck you like this?” I growled against his lips. “Taking every inch of my cock. Such
Riven The room felt smaller and tighter the second Kael pushed his joggers down just enough.The waistband caught under the thick base of his cock, trapping it halfway, forcing the shaft to jut out heavy and obscene. I jerked my gaze away on instinct, my eyes snapping to the wall, the ceiling, or
RivenKael stood up.I exhaled for the first time in what felt like several minutes. "Finally." I watched him straighten, fully prepared to watch him walk to the door, open it, and remove himself from my apartment and my evening and ideally my entire life.He walked toward me instead.I pressed bac
Riven“Where did you get this?”May’s expression shifted immediately, her smile faltering as she read my face. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”I exhaled slowly, turning the box over in my hands. “The necklace.” I looked up at her. “It looks exactly like your brother’s.”“Oh!” The worry dissolved
Hello readers,This story contains light omegaverse elements, specifically the alpha and omega dynamic between characters. Please note that this is not connected to werewolves, shifters, or any supernatural mythology in any way. There are no transformations, no heats, no mpreg, and no fantasy world







