Nikola Sir. He called me Sir. Hagen claws at the sheets, fisting them with the little room his fingers can claim. It’s not much when each of my hands keeps his wrists locked to his ankles.   I drag my tongue up his taint and over his hole, groaning as he clenches against me. “N-Nik,” he…

DOUBLE UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ENJOY THIS MAD FUCKING DUO THAT I PROMISE WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE AND I’LL FIND YOU ALL ON THE OTHER SIDE!!!!!! LOVE YOU ALL!! AND REMEMBER TO COMMENT ———- Hagen’s POV I’d always been the guy whose eyes drifted mid-conversation. The kid everyone looked at when they dropped their pen because they seemed…

Nikola’s POV The dusking sky illuminates my path, but it provides no favours in highlighting which way I should go as I bound through the maze’s wide lanes. I pay it no mind. I think only of my prey. Twigs snap beneath my feet, and loose branches strain aloud as I force them out of…

A/N – at the very end of the chapter, you can find some translations for Jamaican patois for the sections I believe might be too hard to decipher for some. If they are any more, comment and I’ll explain, and end to the one already there. Alright, enjoy!!! ——– Hagen’s POV “So…” Jasper begins carefully.…