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Fave line: “Trust me,” Cole murmured 🤣🤣 I love how Cole has already planted himself in Donovan’s psyche. Even when he isn’t around, Donovan is policing himself and denying his own release. I’m really enjoying watching Donovan as he come to terms with his cognitive. dissonance as he’s caught between who he believes himself to be, independent and in control, and what he unconsciously desires for submission, approval, and connection. Lol, fight till the end Donovan. Make him earn that submission 🤣
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Cole’s got that dark charm 😩 i’d probably cave ngl 😇 but why’s his cruelty gotta be this hot 😭🤣 still… justice for the blue-balled 😂 #teamdonovan
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...the only room Shaun had told him was off limits. 🤭🤭🤭🤭 ...The circumcision scar was slender, the part just under the cockhead a nice shade of pink that complemented the glans in the most arousing way... 😋😋😋😋
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Not me blushing at my screen 😳 My husband’s in for a very good night thanks to this chapter. Cole’s filthy mouth should be a crime 😂. Im obsessed w a good dom. Never read about a bottom dom. .. really interesting 🤍🤍🤍🤍
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Nathaniel POV The loft was too quiet. Morning light slid through the curtains, striping the sheets. I pulled the blanket over my head, willing the day to stop moving. Today meant going home, but the thought of leaving Aaron made my chest ache worse than all the responsibilities waiting for me. The door creaked. Footsteps—heavy, certain. I shut my eyes and held my breath. “I know you’re awake.” The mattress dipped. Then Aaron's weight pinned me, his hands sliding u
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Really great plot twist 🤍
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So good already.. can't wait to read more. I love a great dom.
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“Yeah, like that’s gonna happen. You just said to yourself that it was the greatest thing in the world.” ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ Yep
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Aaron’s POV The screams were always the same. My mother’s voice cut off. My brother’s fists against glass. The car burning, warped metal bending inward. But tonight something else threaded through it. Nathaniel's face, superimposed over the flames. I woke choking on smoke that wasn’t there. 4:02 a.m. again. Same nightmare, sharper each night since he got here. Nathaniel was tangled around me, heavy and warm, his leg flung over my waist like
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Way to go, Jonathan… nothing sexier than a man who doesn’t waste a drop ☺️
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I love them so much...but I still can't get over chapter 1 and Alex 😭😭.
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Nathaniel’s POV I woke to the ache. Not the kind that fades quickly. This was deep, raw, every shift on the mattress a reminder of what he’d done to me. Aaron was lying on his side, just watching me, his face twisting like he couldn't stand what he saw. “I was…” He broke off, rubbing the back of his neck. “I wanted your first time special. You deserved better than what I gave you.” The memory of this morning crashed back. His body engulfed mine, sweat dripping on
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Sade POV Immortality wasn’t life. It was slow-motion suicide. Most of us didn’t make it past a hundred. Too much blood, too much fucking, too many nights that all blurred into the same. There are a thousand ways to die when you’ve run out of reasons to live. Aaron was close. I’d seen the signs. The restlessness. The way he fucked through bodies like he could empty himself in them. He wasn’t feeding anymore; he was starving himself. A slow execution by his own hand
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Nathaniel Aaron had been gone a week. The only message I got was a text: Sick. Won’t be around. It was short. Clinical. I’d thought about going to see him, but I wasn’t sure if that was my place. Or if I even had one in his life. And now, with him gone, the memory of our kiss was starting to feel like something I’d made up. Austin filled the space he left. We fell into a rhythm: walking home together, him sprawled sideways at my kitchen table most nights
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This made me tear up 😢
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I love them so much. Beautifully written.
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Aaron POV Sade was sprawled across my couch like he'd been poured there, flipping through an old art magazine. A cigarette burned low between his fingers, smoke lifting in lazy spirals. His skin deep and smooth like polished obsidian. He looked carved. Deliberate. "Still can't believe you went with white," he said, eyes still on the page. "Didn't peg you for minimalism." "Wasn't my choice." "Right. The kid picked it." His tone was casual; the interest underneath wasn't
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Aaron Sade was fucking someone in the hallway again. Probably a woman this time, though it was hard to tell. Vampires stop caring about gender after the first few decades. Lust comes first. I didn't need to see it. I could hear it, soft whimpers echoing off marble, skin on skin, the low growl in Sade's throat when he fed and fucked at the same time. I took a slow sip of whiskey, reclined on the velvet couch, and watched the skyline blink against the windows like it owed me
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Nathaniel Nine days That's how long it's been since the locker room. I hadn't seen Aaron since then. Not up close anyway. Just glimpses from across the hallway, at lunch, once near the vending machines, where I swear he looked right at me and one corner of his mouth tilted. Most nights, when I closed my eyes, I saw his Apollo dimples, the only soft thing on that strong back, and I felt that familiar heat drop low in my gut. I hated myself for it. But something in
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Thank you lots Leo, drsawzall, and Vblew. It means a lot for me to see interest in the story.
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Thank you for the support drsawzall.🙂
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Aaron's POV The locker room empties slowly, the echoes of laughter and clanging lockers dying off until all that's left is steam, sweat, and silence. I sit on the bench, towel slung low around my hips, pretending to scroll through my phone. Truth is, I can’t stop replaying what just happened. Nathaniel had been watching me. His breath shallow, uneven, sharp enough to cut through the air. I could hear his pulse, fast, racing, a deliciously human sound that clawed a
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Hi Gary, I’m glad the story hooked you. Thanks for giving it a chance!
