KyleMy mouth worked on Maddox with a practiced, almost desperate fervor, determined to steal every ounce of pleasure from him. My tongue circled the swollen head, teasing and swirling until Maddox's groans deepened into ragged breaths.I took him deeper, feeling the throbbing heat of his balls against my throat, the sheer size of him stretching me. I welcomed the challenge, my lips working in tandem with my hands, still stroking his shaft with a masterful, sliding motion.The oil slicked my mouth, making each movement fluid and sensual, adding another layer of exquisite sensation to the already overwhelming assault.Maddox arched his back, his hands gripping my hair, not to pull me away but to hold me closer, to deepen the act. His fingers dug into my scalp as he tilted my head, ensuring I took him as deep as I possibly could, pressing his cock further into my throat until I felt a desperate need to gag."Fuck… Kyle… take it…" he rasped, his voice thick with need. The words barely ou
KyleI kept my eyes on my plate, chewing slowly even though I was already almost done. It wasn’t because I was full or because the food was too much. It was because I wanted to drag out the moment. The longer I sat here, the longer I could stay with Maddox.Hayden was gone now, and that made the room quieter, almost too quiet, but I didn’t mind. Being with him like this made me feel… different. Alive. Like I was standing in the sun, even though it was just the two of us at the dining table.I didn’t want to get up. I didn’t want this to end. My fingers played idly with my fork as I took another slow bite, trying not to make it obvious that I was stalling. But then, Maddox suddenly pushed his chair back and stood up. My chest tightened instantly, a hollow ache forming there. He was leaving? Now?I looked up at him, almost in a panic. “Are you done eating?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual, but I could hear the drop in it.Instead of answering, he leaned down—so close I could fee
HaydenI stormed into my room and shut the door behind me, the latch clicking a little too hard. My phone was already in my hand as I scrolled through my contacts until I found Collin’s number. Of course, I had it—there was no way I’d let him slip off my radar. My fingers flew over the screen, firing off a sharp text. No reply. I waited, pacing, but the silence on my phone only stoked my irritation until it boiled over. I hit call.It rang a few times before his voice came through, casual and mocking. “What’s with the sudden call tonight? Do we have any matters to discuss?”My grip tightened. “How did you get—why did you take Kyle’s number without his permission?” I snarled, my voice low and cold.Collin scoffed. “And how exactly is that your business? Besides, he’s not your real brother, right? Since when do you even care about Kyle? Forget it, I’m ending this call now.”“Don’t you dare!” I barked, my voice sharp enough to cut through the line.He laughed, a sound dripping with sarca
HaydenI was trying to be patient, I really was, but watching Kyle push food around his plate like he’d rather sink through the floor than open his mouth was driving me insane. He looked nervous, jittery, like he’d rather forget the whole damn thing ever happened. I’d given him enough time. Too much, maybe.“Aren’t you going to ask it?” I muttered, leaning toward him, my tone sharper than I intended.He shot me a look, all tight-lipped and tense. “Can you just calm down? Let’s eat first.”Maddox glanced between us, suspicion already creeping into his expression. “You can actually say it, Kyle,” he said, his voice even, almost encouraging.“No. Don’t bother,” Kyle muttered, shaking his head. “Maybe later… when it’s just the two of us.”That was it. My patience snapped clean in half. I could feel the scowl dragging at my face, so heavy Maddox had no choice but to notice.“Hayden, are you alright?” he asked carefully.I looked him dead in the eye. “Do I look like I’m alright?”He sighed,
KyleI sat on the edge of the bed, folding my arms while Hayden plugged in his phone beside the drawer. The screen lit up the second it connected, and he grinned like he had just revived something sacred.“Wow… it’s finally on,” he muttered, tapping fast. “I’ll show you that stuff soon, okay?”I didn’t even look at him. “Can whatever it is wait until later, please?”He rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. “Fine.”“You can show me after dinner,” I added, trying to keep my voice steady.“Dinner?” His tone shifted, sharp now. “Aren’t you hungry?” I asked, already knowing the answer. He was always pretending he wasn’t until his stomach gave him away.“I am…” he admitted slowly, then narrowed his eyes. “But who’s preparing dinner?”I swallowed before answering. “It’s Dad.”“What?” he barked, sitting up straight. “Hell no. I’m not eating.”“Please stop this,” I said quietly. “Just stop it already.”He scoffed. “You really love this, don’t you? Forcing me to eat?”“I’m not forcing you,” I mutte
MaddoxThe car ride was the quiet kind of tense. The kind that made your chest feel heavier with every turn of the wheel. It was already dark, but thankfully the roads had finally opened up after a week of stubborn traffic. The silence inside the car was louder than the soft hum of the engine. I didn’t turn on the radio—what was the point? No one had anything to say.Kyle sat in the front passenger seat beside me, his fingers occasionally tapping against his knee like he was anxious to get home. I glanced at him once in a while, but he didn’t look my way. He didn’t need to. He knew I was there.Hayden was in the backseat, arms crossed, eyes probably fixed out the window. He hadn’t said a word to me since I picked them up. Not even a nod. And maybe I deserved that. Maybe I’d been absent for too long. Too busy managing pack affairs, dealing with rogue threats, handling council meetings—always something pulling me away from home. And when I wasn’t busy, Hayden still didn’t want to see me