"Hnngh... ngh."Ethan clenched the bed tighter, trying desperately to regain control of his body, but it was futile.What was he doing? This didn’t feel right. This sensation surging through him didn’t feel right.Every fiber of his being wanted to stop the man behind him, but his body betrayed him, shredding the last piece of pride he had left. He let the sensation build to its peak.A light gasp escaped his lips as his eyes caught sight of his hard, erect organ. How could this be?"Stop... hnngh..." He tried to struggle against Lucian's hold, but it was no use.The man's fingers continued to tease and poke his sensitivity inside, making him gasp for air. His moans filled the room as tears pricked the corners of his eyes."Pl...ease stop... we shouldn’t... urgh...""Your body says otherwise, Ethan," Lucian whispered into his ear, his warm breath brushing against Ethan’s skin.The sight of Ethan’s struggle excited Lucian beyond measure. It took every ounce of restraint he had not to t
"How about this one?" Eric asked, gesturing to a white T-shirt that hung on a nearby rack. Ethan blinked in surprise."What are you doing?" he replied, confusion evident in his voice."What does it look like I'm doing?" Eric raised an eyebrow, his smile fading slightly.Ethan surveyed the spacious clothing store, filled with luxurious garments neatly arranged in different sections. He shifted uncomfortably, his gaze settling on the tag of the T-shirt.Seven grand for just a shirt!"I... I don’t want this," he stammered. Eric glanced at the shirt, frowning slightly. "But this would look really nice on you! Why don’t you like it? Come on, tell me your tastes...""I don’t want it. Why is a stranger suddenly buying me clothes? What do you want?" Ethan asked, his expression blank. He wouldn’t have come out with Eric if Ben hadn’t assured him he wasn’t a threat.Besides, he thought, he might gather a bit of information about who Lucian really was...Eric scratched his head awkwardly. "I jus
Ethan couldn't shake off what Eric had told him. Though Eric was intimidating, he was still far better than Lucian. His mind was consumed by the shocking reality that werewolves existed and that he was mated to one.Not just any werewolf, but a Lycan.Ethan had asked why he, of all people, was chosen as Lucian's mate, but Eric had refused to explain. He sensed there was much more to this situation."I know you don't want this, but you have to figure it out. Breaking the bond will have side effects for both of you," Eric's words echoed in his mind.Ethan sighed; none of this made sense. He didn't want to get entangled in these bizarre supernatural affairs, yet deep inside him, something strange was stirring, and he couldn't identify it."Mister Wave," the doctor called, snapping him out of his trance. "Your mother's diagnosis went well, but there's still more to come. Soon, we'll get to the root of the issue and find a cure. You just need to hang on a little longer."Ethan sighed. "Whe
"Excuse me?" Ethan whispered, his voice barely audible but carrying a tone of defiance. "You heard me," Lucian answered, his voice deep and commanding. The smirk on his face remained, making Ethan's skin crawl. Go on his knees. Ethan had a slight idea of what he wanted. Smacking his hand away, Ethan snapped, "I'm not someone you can manipulate. You know what? Keep your money; I'll get a loan from the bank. I've got a job to start paying for it, and if you think I would submit to you... then you're totally wrong!" Anger flashed in Lucian's eyes, his brow furrowed as his aura shifted to one that made Ethan step back instinctively. It was his beast surfacing, and unknown to him, its color changed. His eyes flashed gold. A vein pulsed on his jaw. Run. Ethan, you've just upset this man, and he might snap your head off. Before Ethan could turn, Lucian grabbed his neck like a vice, drawing him close. Ethan's chest slammed against Lucian's broad chest, a gasp escaping his lips.
“Wait!” Ethan yelled as Lucian pressed his length against him. His head was still pinned down to the counter, and he could see Lucian’s length through the corner of his eyes.Hard and ērected, his organ stood firm and huge. He had never thought someone would actually will be this enormous.Damn! The abs and torso screams perfection. Every ridge and lines. He stood like a terrifying Greek God, yet, Ethan couldn't help but drool over him.But then, could he take it? Having this length in him?… It was going to tear him apart.Lucian tried again pressing his tip against his fold.“I said wait!” Ethan yelled again, and Lucian scrowled.“The fuck do you want now?”“I… I don't think I can take it,” heat crept Ethan's face, he looked away in embarrassment. He couldn't believe this was happening.“Fine,” Lucian growled, his voice utterly impatient. Grabbing Ethan's arm, he led him to his room and pushed him to the bed, then reached for the lube in his drawer.Ethan watched with racing heart
The sun rose, peeking through the slits in the curtains and settling on Ethan’s sleepy face. He frowned, his eyes fluttering open as he took in the large room.Stirring softly on the bed, his mind slowly registered the events of the previous night. His eyes snapped wide open, and he sat up abruptly."Argh," he winced as pain shot through his back. He was still in Lucian’s room. Naked.His gaze fell on the red marks scattered across his body, and heat crept up his cheeks. Holy mother of heavens.He’d had sex with a man. Not just any man but a non-human.Ethan, you’re insane. Truly insane.The sound of the running shower in the room pulled his focus. That must be Lucian. Ethan’s muscles tensed. He needed to get out of here.Dashing out of the room, his clothes barely covering his body, Ethan froze. Standing before him was Butler Ben, staring at him blankly.Oh, shit.“Good morning, Mr. Ethan.”“Good… uhm… morning, Mr. Ben,” Ethan stammered, mentally scolding himself for how awkward he s
Twilight withdrew in shock. Becca, who had also heard, along with some other students, turned pale. Ethan, equally stunned, wondered what Martin’s deal was.“W...what are you doing?” Ethan stuttered, and Martin turned his gaze to him.“Nothing really. I just want to make friends,” Martin shrugged, his voice showing he meant no harm. “Or do you not want to be my friend?” His brow furrowed slightly, and Ethan swallowed.What should he say?Just a moment ago, he had been yearning for a friend—someone to hang around with. Someone who wouldn’t look down on him like most people had throughout his life. Now, all of a sudden, a hot new guy was asking him to be his friend.Before Ethan could reply, a lecturer stepped in. The atmosphere in the class grew serious as the lecturer was known for being strict.Martin averted his gaze from Ethan and focused on the board. He pulled out his books and became serious.He must be someone cool at least. I just hope he’s not like James, Ethan thought, fidge
Ethan was seated alone around the corner, having his lunch at the school cafe when chatter erupted as a figure stepped in.He looked up and saw Martin walking in with some popular dancers, the Crystal group. Ethan's brows furrowed. Did Martin know them?Judging from how they spoke and interacted, they seemed close to each other. The second leader of the Crystal group, Jericho, a tall hit guy, had his arm wrapped around Martin's neck, laughing with him. His eyes held an adoration, respect and familiarity in them.Ethan never watched their dance show. He barely had time for such entertainment, but the group was popular. They were five in number and insanely talented. Four of them attended this college as seniors.Their leader, a mysterious guy who loved to wear a mask… Wait!Could Martin be the one wearing the mask?Seeing the way these five hot guys walked together, Martin must have been their leader.The same guy who had asked him to be his friend held this level of popularity without
Ethan's eyes widened like that of the moon, his heart skipping a beat at Lucian sudden attack on the officers.That was the last thing he had expected Lucian to fucking do.“Cat got your tongue? Do not test my patience here” Lucian warned the offices, his voice dangerously low "A little bit more of pressure and your heads are going to go ka boom!…”“Sir!” Ethan quickly interfered and Lucian slowly glanced at him over his shoulder. “You need to stop. Stop hurting them”Lucian raised a brow. “And what make you think I will listen to you,” he returned his gaze to the officer. “Tell them to confess instead.”Ethan looked at the officers. “They can't. You are pinning and hurting their head to the wall. Even if they speak you can't hear them.”Lucian clicked his tongue. His little mate was kind of right. Reluncantly, Lucian loosen his grip, both officers had their head bleeding a little, fear swirling in their gaze.They both gasped, stood on their feet and immediately made a great mistake.
Hearing the name made Ethan almost choked on his saliva but he quickly composed himself. “What?”Martin smirked. “Come on, Ethan. You looked like you saw a ghost when he showed up that day. And he looked ready to rip my head off just for standing next to you.”Ethan face rurned a little paled as he halted his track, his heart racing. “That isn't what it looked like. I have no deal with him.”Martin stayed quiet for a moment making Ethan a little nervous. He doesn't want anyone to know anything about him and Lucian. Ever.He was going to take that secret to his grave. Beside, all of these was going to end in less than a month.Martin finally nodded. “Alright. I just hope you won't avoid me from now on. I have no bad intentions toward you, Ethan. If I did, I wouldn't have been trying this hard.”Ethan forced a smile and whispered, “I'm sorry.” Martin tapped his shoulder gently and they began to walk again. As they stepped into the class, eyes flicked to their direction.“Are they toget
Cole's lips parted, slowly taking the length into his mouth. Martin let out a low groan, feeling the silky warmth of Cole's tongue brushing his cock.Now that more like it.Cole moved his mouth, bobbing his head back and forth against the hard cock. The slow, deliberate slide of his tongue at the tip made Martin bite his lip.“Fuck yeah,” Martin groaned, gazing down at him, then threading his fingers into Cole's hair, guiding him with a steady firm grip.Cole moved, slowly increasing his pace, his tongue dancing along the sensitive tip. He shoved it deeper, letting it hit the back of his throat."Damn," a guttural groan escaped Martin's throat, pleasure building up within him.Martin wanted more. He wasn't seeing Cole, he seeing Ethan, just in between his legs and pleasuring him this way.Those addictive lips he had tasted back at the club, he imagined them around his hardness right now. He imagined Ethan's sexy gaze locked onto him.“Ethan,” he whispered his name before he could stop
“You'll rot here!”Yeah, he heard that, and now those words were finally sinking in.He knew what he did was impulsive and that he should have just kept it in, but at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to beg. They wouldn't just listen.Ethan sighed, lowered his head, staring at the floor and wondering how many hours he had spent confined in here.Footsteps echoed, approaching, followed by the clanking sounds of the cell door.Ethan looked up at the officer opening his cell.“Someone is here to pick you up.”Was it Lucian? Was he back?Ethan couldn't help but wonder as they led him through the corridor. However, a slight wave of disappointment washed over him as he sighted the person who had come to pick him up.It was Martin.Ethan scolded himself inwardly. Why in the world was he expecting Lucian to be here when the man was out of the country, doing whatever?“Hey, Ethan,” Martin walked past the officer to meet him. He noticed the slight red swell on Ethan’s face. “What happen
Handcuffed.Never had Ethan thought he would ever wear these. Never in his life did he imagine that one day he’d be this humiliated.He badly wished what was happening to him was a cruel nightmare—a nightmare he desperately wanted to wake up from.But it was real.At this moment, he stared down at his hands, cuffed like a criminal.It triggered a painful memory—a memory seared into his mind. He had just returned from school only to find several cops pinning his father to the floor. One had a gun to his head while others harshly restrained and chained him down.Murderer!“I didn’t do it! I didn’t kill anyone! This is a fucking mistake!” His father, Rowan, cried out while his mother, Yara, struggled helplessly against the officers blocking her path.“Father!” Ethan’s eyes welled up as the officers pressed his father’s head hard against the floor, ignoring his cries of pain.“You’re hurting him!” Ethan yelled, surging forward, but one of them shoved him aside. “He’s not like that! Let my
CLASS“Becca, are you okay?” Twilight asked, noticing her friend’s flushed face and clenched fists.Becca gritted her teeth. “That man is the devil, Twilight! He humiliated me!”Twilight raised a brow. “What happened?”Becca crossed her arms, inhaling a sharp breath. “I tried to… charm him, but he called Vice Chancellor Katherine on me. Can you believe that?”Twilight gasped, her eyes wide with shock. “Wait, what?! He actually called her?”“Yeah, and he didn’t even blink while doing it. Cold bastard!” Becca fumed.Twilight couldn’t help but laugh, though she tried to stifle it. “Well, what did you expect? He doesn’t seem like the type to fall for games like that.”"What's so funny!" Becca snapped at her with a scrowl and Twilight smile dropped. Determination flashed in Becca's eyes. "I’m not done with him yet.”Martin, overhearing their conversation, glanced at Ethan, who was still busy with his notes. He could tell Ethan was trying hard to distract himself and wasn't fully focused o
Ethan whimpered as pain struck his waist. It was dull yet sharp—a reminder of how rough Lucian had handled him last night.His legs felt weak, making him wonder what would have happened if Lucian hadn’t passed out. No, he didn’t want to think about it.He didn’t want to think about any of it.Chatter rose in the classroom. Ethan looked up, meeting Martin’s gaze as he stepped into the class. Martin’s brows knitted in confusion when he realized Ethan had changed his seat.Ethan averted his eyes, placing them on his notebook, guilt gnawing at him. Martin had apologized. Under normal circumstances, it would have been wrong to act this way, but the situation was different now. It was for Martin’s own good.Without a word, Martin sat in his usual seat—right beside Ethan’s old one.Twilight seized the opportunity, sitting next to him with a bright smile.“Hey, Mart,” she greeted him.Martin barely glanced at her before turning back to the board.“What happened between you and the loser?” she
The sun rose, peeking through the curtain, its golden hue settling on Lucian’s face, stirring him from his sleep.Slowly, his eyes fluttered open to a room he barely recognized. This wasn’t his room.Wait! He had slept?Lucian moved, but an arm draped around his torso stopped him. He glanced down, and another wave of shock hit him.Ethan? Why the fûck was Ethan here… with him… while he slept?His heart raced, and fear and concern clouded his mind.Lucian quickly removed the duvet covering Ethan, expecting to see blood or a splitted body. But instead, his eyes met Ethan's naked body, marred with red marks—ones he had inflicted last night out of desire.The boy was in one piece. That was… strange.Lucian could barely recall how he got there. He remembered shifting into his full Lycan form and running aimlessly in the woods. After that, he returned… and then the memories struck him.The way he had mounted Ethan, hard and wild, how Ethan had taken every brutal thrust… Lucian was shocked a
Thrust.It hurt.Thrust.It was so rough than the first time he was mounted. Pain and blur pleasure.Ethan gripped the sheets tight, his body jolting as Lucian slammed into him from behind, giving him no chance to breathe."Urgh… sir… go easy, please," Ethan rasped, shutting his eyes tight. It hurt because he wasn’t ready.m enough.But Lucian wasn’t listening. He didn’t seem to be in his right mind. His fangs were bared, and his glowing golden eyes said it all.It felt like Lucian was about to split him in half.In the darkness, Lucian’s eyes stayed bright gold. His incredibly built frame was on full display, muscles flexing as he held Ethan’s waist firmly, slamming his length in and out of him.For a brief moment, Lucian pulled out, and Ethan glanced back in confusion—only for Lucian to shove himself back in.Hard. Full. Deep.The sudden movement hit that sensitive spot inside him, and Ethan’s mind went wild.“Fuck!!!” Ethan cried out, his body shaking violently as a strange tingling