Kaiden
My eyes narrowed as soon as I entered the bar, right there in front of me was Sage with his head on someone’s shoulders.
A male, a male that wasn't me.
I was pissed off, when the call came from Sage that he was going to hang out with friends on a school night, I immediately discouraged it.
I didn’t want anyone having Sage’s attention and I certainly didn’t want them hitting on Sage. Only I knew how beautiful Sage was, and with his kind of body, everybody wanted a piece of him but the little shit didn’t know it.
He was naive and oblivious to everything and everyone around him, that made him an easy target but I wasn’t happy with that because I was the only one allowed to manipulate Sage.
My fists clenched involuntarily when Sage’s course mate leaned in and whispered something in his ear, and Sage laughed.
The little shit actually laughed like he was being entertained by a comedian and that made me pissed because Sage was supposed to be pushing them away and not laughing at their jokes.
Sage laughed and his eyes caught mind opposite the room, he waved him over drunkenly. I grumbled to myself but still went willingly, eager to save Sage from those drunken people.
“Hey Kaiden,” Sage slurred.
“I thought I told you to wait for me,” I scolded.
“Yeah but I wanted to drink, you are not my father.”
The words rubbed me the wrong way and I frowned at that wondering if I would be an asshole if I called Sage’s fathers. My frown deepened when the guy closer to Sage placed a hand on his thigh. I sprung into action, scooched in between them and replaced the guy’s hand on Sage’s lap.
I waited for him to acknowledge me but he was happily drinking, the more he ignored me, the more my anger grew.
I leaned in to whisper to Sage,
“I am not happy,”
Sage frowned, confused and gave me a cheek smile, “why not? You don’t like drinking?”
I sighed, I couldn’t talk to Sage when he was wasted so I just proceeded to shut up. I could just stay while Sage has the time of his life.
The only thing I wanted was to get Sage into bed where they could explore, or “teach” him stuff.
My cock hardened in my pants as I thought about it, I shifted to make myself comfortable. Sage swayed into me and his hand brushed against my cock, his alarmed eyes rose to meet mine.
“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to….” He mumbled.
“It’s fine, Sage. You are tipsy, I need to take you home,”
“But I am not done having fun,”
“Yes, yes you are.” I dragged him as I stood, ignoring the murmurs of protest from others. I glared at them and they shut up. I pulled a protesting Sage out of there and into my car.
We don't go to the same school because I was a model and I was already done. I was scouted early as a model and I have been making a lot of money to be able to support my expensive lifestyle. I deposited Sage in the front seat of my car and secured him with the seatbelt, I went around to my own side of the car.
“I can’t believe you pulled me away from my friends, you are like the grinch except it’s not even Christmas,” Sage grumbled.
“Quit your whining, I saved you from being groped. You were drinking so much that you didn’t notice the looks they were giving you,” I almost screamed at him.
“They were not looking at me, there were no girls there,”
I shook my head at his naivety, how could I explain to his best friend that he had the kind of body every man would want and kill to be with including me.
That’s why I had taken it upon himself to turn Sage gay and have him all to myself. I looked at Sage who was staring outside the window, fully excited about the neon lights they were passing. The rest of the ride home was silent.
When we got home, I carried Sage on my back and into the apartment, when we got inside, I set him down and gave him a bottle of water to sober up.
“Thank you,” he mumbled as he drank.
I started to take off my clothes when Sage’s eyes widened, I tried to not let that reaction fuel my ego but damn, it was good. I could feel my head swell because Sage was looking at me. He never moves for such a trival thing but he was looking at me. I paused when his gaze deepened. Not the kind that looked like he was studying me. His eyes were wide open and his eyes, round and innocent. The look he was giving me alone made me tremble with need.
“Sage?”
“Hmm?” he was still staring.
“Stop looking at me like that or I swear to God….” I stopped, closed the distance between us in two strides and held his chin up with two fingers.
“What? You said you were going to teach me, I am ready to learn now,”
He said it so innocently that I mumbled a curse word under my breath,
“Not tonight,”
He sidled up to me, his body rubbing against mine, “please, the sooner we do it, the better I can get the girl I like,”
For some reason, that pissed me off so much that I forgot that I didn’t want to take advantage of a drunk Sage, I wanted to take things slow and move at his pace but hearing that he wanted to do this because of some girl I had forgotten.
Fuck that.
I slammed my lips to his, a moan escaped him and he wound his arms around my neck. I backed him into the aall and trapped him with my leg between his thigh. He ground himself against my thigh, his whole body trembling with need as the friction gave him the pleasure he needed. I kissed my way down his jaw to his neck, nipping at the junction of his neck with my fangs. I grazed it and goosebumps erupted from our skin and we moaned in unison.
I hiked my thigh further up as he shamelessly ground his hips on it. I kissed him again, this time slipping my tongue in his mouth. I took off Sage's shirt and pulled a nipple into my mouth, my tongue flickered the bud and circled around it. I nipped at it with my teeth and soothed it with my tongue. Sage's hand was in my hair, tugging and pulling them in different directions.
Sage's body was trembling like it was on fire and I was the only one who could put it off.
River There are moments in life that feel like breathing again after being held underwater for too long. Moments that don’t announce themselves with fireworks or drama but with quiet, unwavering peace. This was one of them. The hospital room was bathed in warm afternoon light, the sound of faint birdsong slipping in through a cracked window. It was a rare kind of day—still, unrushed, and real. And I was alive to see it. Kaiden was sitting on the bed beside me, one leg propped up, a tray of half-eaten hospital pancakes in front of him. His hair was a mess, his stitches were healing, and his eyes still carried that untamed fire but it was softened now. Like the worst of the storm had passed, and he could finally breathe again. Sage sat curled up in the visitor chair, a blanket wrapped around him like a cocoon. He had color in his cheeks again. The bruises had faded. The shadows beneath his eyes weren’t as heavy. He was alive. He was safe. And somehow, despite everything, we were
River Hospitals always had a strange smell. Antiseptic, floor polish, and quiet dread. It felt like I had spent so much time in the hospital. Ever since I became involved in Kaiden, it's been one hospital trip to the other. I truly hope that this will be the last one. I have seen so many strangers receive bad news all in the span of fifteen minutes. I was scared that the doctors would come and give me horrible news like they had been giving those strangers. This time, they weren’t strangers in those rooms. They were mine. Kaiden and Sage had each been taken into separate wings of the hospital the moment we arrived. Sage was still unconscious. Kaiden was pale and was rushed into trauma with blood still soaked through his shirt. I stood in the emergency ward’s hallway, my body stiff, my hands crusted with dried blood, his, theirs, mine. I hadn’t let the nurses check me. I didn’t care. I only cared about them. I needed them to be okay. The glass doors hissed open behind me, and
River The engine roared beneath my hands like a beast unchained, and I gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles went white. The tires screeched against the asphalt as I swerved onto the main road, heart pounding like a war drum inside my chest. Kaiden was in that car, bleeding, unconscious, slipping away by the second. And Raines was taking him to God knows what. My foot slammed harder against the gas. “You’re not getting away with this,” I muttered, eyes burning as the road twisted ahead. “Not this time.” The trees blurred past, and I leaned forward like I could will the car to go faster. I wasn’t thinking clearly, wasn’t thinking at all, honestly. I just saw Kaiden’s face when he crumpled to the ground. The way his body went limp in my arms. The blood in my hands and the instant fear that he won't make it. And now that bastard was running. Running with him. I gritted my teeth. Raines had already stolen too much from us, too much time, too much peace. He thought
River I wish I could say it went breezy like we had planned. We would just walk out of here alive with no one to stop us. I was wrong. I was deeply wrong. Every step we took crunched leaves beneath our feet, every heartbeat pounding in my ears like a war drum. Kaiden was right beside me, his jaw clenched, his hand steady against Sage’s limp body on my back as we moved deeper into the woods, away from the facility. We were close to freedom. Just a little further. But freedom, I’ve learned, never comes without a fight. It started with voices. Shouts in the distance. Then the piercing, commanding bark of Raines. “Secure the perimeter!” Kaiden froze beside me. My gut clenched. “No, no, no,” he muttered. “They weren’t supposed to know—” We both turned at the same time. Flashlights blazed through the trees, gun barrels gleaming beneath the moonlight. Before I could react, we were surrounded. A perfect circle of armed men closed in. Cold, ruthless eyes. Steady fingers on trigge
River I was spiraling since I was left alone with Sage. He hadn’t spoken in hours. His face was too pale. His breathing shallow, lips parted as if halfway between a dream and the edge of death. I knelt beside him, pressing my palm gently against his cheek. “Sage,” I whispered. Nothing. “Come on, dammit. Wake up.” I shook his shoulder softly, then harder. “You hear me? You don’t get to give up now.” Still, he didn’t move. The drug had done its job too well. I exhaled through clenched teeth, sinking back against the stone wall of the cell. I hated this place, hated the damp smell, the metallic taste of rust, the faint buzzing of fluorescent lights overhead that made it hard to tell if it was day or night. But I waited. I had to. We couldn’t run now. Not in daylight, not through the open woods. That would be suicide. We’d wait for night. Wait for the dark to cloak us like an ally. And then we’d run. I watched the window. Already knowing it's pointless. I’d already scanned the
Kaiden I wasn't one to give up. That's the one thing people found annoying about me. That and the fact that I always gathered attention. But giving up is for dead people. I know Raines was dirty and it was up to me to prove that. I'd gone back to the house in the woods, something was wrong. They didn't know I was coming with the detective so they were not tipped off. So I deduced that they were only operating at night. I decided that I would be smart about that this time around. This time, I didn’t get too close. I parked far off and moved on foot, quiet through the trees, heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted out. I’d dressed dark, layered in silence and paranoia. I found a thicket of brush that gave me just enough cover and sat low, watching through a pair of binoculars I borrowed, okay, stole from Bryan’s glove compartment earlier. There they were. People. Dozens of them just like the other night I was here. So many crates being loaded into two separate vehicles,