Semua Bab Bound By His Rules {M×M}: Bab 91 - Bab 100

4 ~ Pleasure Like No Other! WADE’s POV Fuck and he smells so nice. His scent was heavenly. Enticing. Addictive. Different. Special. I can’t even find the right words. I licked his chest region, wiping off the sweat in slow swirls of my tongue. Ryder muttered something but I couldn’t hear him well so I continued to lick his chest until I reached his nipples. I nibbled on his right nipple while my other hand reached out to his other nipple, sucking hard on it. He moaned, his chest vibrating against my mouth. My teeth sank into his nipple. He shuddered, his body definitely reeling with pleasure. “Take my cock, brother,” Sky said, his voice filled with lust. Ryder sucked harder, the wet obscene sound filling the room. His hand grabbed my head, pulling me right under his armpit before I could protest. His armpit smelled really nice. Not like the usual one-night stand before my fucking somehow forced marriage. I stuck out my tongue, licking his armpit gently. The air got wet

6 ~ I Love Your Cocks.WADE’s POV My legs shook as Ryder’s cock fully entered me, filling my insides. He didn’t even let me adjust for a moment before he began to thrust into me at a fast pace. I screamed as pain skyrocketed through my body. Sky stood, his hand tucked in my hair as he pushed his cock into my mouth. I wasn’t ready yet but the slick around his tongue let it slide in smoothly. He started thrusting hard into my mouth, meeting up with Ryder pounding into my ass. My eyes rolled back as I hummed against Sky’s cock. Ryder’s thrust grew louder, wetter and faster, pleasure violating my whole being. My legs spread wider, letting me completely settle on him. Sky went on his knees quickly and wrapped his arms around me, pinning me down as Ryder gripped my waist, pumping hard into my hole. My mouth fell open. A moan couldn’t even escape my lips anymore as the pleasure got intense. My stomach grumb

ADRIAN’s POVKade's eyes grow like he's ready for the shoot, his expression splits with sadness but beneath that is a subtle feeling of acceptance like he's convincing himself that he deserves this. Why the hell won’t he move? Where’s all the skills he’s got? Does he regret what we did that badly? He was happy minutes ago. Silas curls his hands around the trigger, preparing to shoot and my head shakes on impulse.Before the bullet leaves Silas’ gun, I dive in front of Kade and the release of the gun rings in my ears as my heart slows down.Then, everything went black. ~~~~~Just as everything went black, a hand tapped on my shoulder gently jolting me back to reality. A sigh escapes my lips as I place my right palm on my chest. I breathe out heavily. “What’s wrong?” He asks, sitting up beside me. I blink, staring blankly at him. “I… I…” No words come out of my mouth. It was

1 ~ Adjusting His Pants.ALEX’s POV The elevator dinged softly as Liam and I stepped into the hallway of our hotel suite, the door clicking shut behind us with a finality that made my heart race. Three years.That's how long we had been tangled up in this beautiful, messy love—me, Alex, the 28-year-old model always chasing the next photoshoot or runway, and Liam, my 26-year-old aeronautic engineer, buried in blueprints and deadlines that kept him in the office until midnight. Our dreams had pulled us apart, turning stolen moments into hurried texts and exhausted sighs. But this weekend? This was our reset button, a celebration to stitch us back together in a place where no phones buzzed and no alarms screamed.I couldn't wait. The second the door to our room swung open, revealing the king-sized bed draped in crisp white sheets and the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline, I launched my

3 ~ The Handsome Stranger.WRITER’s POVAlex straightened, mumbling a quick “No problem,” but before he could step away, Liam rounded the corner. He froze for a beat, taking in the scene: the stranger's hand still brushing Alex's arm, that appreciative once-over. A spike of possessiveness surged through Liam, hot and sharp in his chest, twisted with an unexpected forbidden thrill—the idea of someone else touching what was his. His jaw tightened as his eyes narrowed before he closed the distance.The stranger caught the look, mumbling another “Sorry” and backing off, but he hung back a second too long, his towel shifting slightly to hint at the semi under it. Alex felt the air shift, Liam's intense gaze burning into him like a brand. No words passed, but the tension coiled tighter.Instead of starting something, Liam grabbed Alex's wrist, tugging him sharply into a dim nook by the sauna door—a shadowed alcove half-hidden by a potted