Livres - Bibliographie

My brother has always been afraid of the dark, and I like that. I like it because he needs me. Clings to me. Begs me to take care of him. To keep the monsters away in the dark. And I do.

My little brother has always been afraid of the dark, so when the lights go out while he's over at my place, I know he's going to be scared. And fuck if I'll ever say so, but I like that.

I like it because he needs me. Clings to me. Begs me to take care of him. To keep the monsters away in the dark.

And I do.

I always do.

But tonight, something changes. Instead of just looking out for him, I take it further. Instead of sending him back to his college dorm, I keep him here in the darkness, with me… and I take care of him the way I've always wanted to but never let myself admit to.

Because it's wrong. We're brothers. And I'm straight.

But tonight, in the dark, I don't care anymore. Not when he needs me.

Not when he begs so prettily to be mine.

I just totalled my car and woke up in the hospital, but the worst part is that my baby brother thinks the accident is his fault. He's wrong, of course. And as soon as I get out of here, I'm going to show him that. In fact, I plan on showing him a lot of new things now that I know his secret…

He's wrong.

Sure, he may have sprung something unexpected on me. Revealed a secret he's been keeping that knocked my world off its axis and will force me to look at things in an entirely new light. But the accident?

That was all on me.

I was driving. I'm his big brother, his protector, his everything.

And I failed him.

But as soon as I get out of here, I'm going to correct that. In fact, as soon as I get out of here, a lot of things are going to change between us.

Starting with the way we love each other.

NOTE TO READERS: Yes, Theo calls his little brother "puppy" in this one, but it's just a nickname, a reflection of how eager and adoring Liam always is. This book does not contain puppy play and I promise, no puppies were harmed in the writing of it.

(But if you're into that—the pet play, not puppies being harmed, of course!—then check back soon and I'll see what I can do.)

Truth, dare, or drink. My twin always has crazy ideas, and I'm always down to play. Tonight, though, he dares me to get him naked… and I don't say no.

I'm used to my twin brother having some crazy ideas, and I'm always there to go along for a ride on his crazy train, then rein him in when it starts to go off the rails. So it's not like I'm going to say no to a little drinking game of truth or dare.

Even if all he seems to want to do is dare me.

To get naked.

To touch him.

To do even more.

And I don't say no, because crazy or not, once the little brat calls me "Daddy," I'm done for. I make the rules now, and rule number one is that Daddy knows best…

My twin and I are identical. Or at least we were, until I started getting a few piercings. And now he wants to see my newest one…

One thing that hasn't changed between us is the way we always joke around, though. Which is why I offer to let him see my new one. The one right behind my balls.

At least, I think I'm joking.

Right up until he takes me up on the offer…

I'm finally meeting my brother for the first time, and he says I tried to suck his dick last night. Now that I'm sober, he's finally going to let me.

It's my eighteenth birthday, and the last thing I remember is the party my friends dragged me to last night.

A party I definitely don't remember seeing this guy at.

The naked guy. In my bed. The one whose face looks way too fucking familiar, even though we've never met.

Either I'm still too drunk to see straight, or I'm finally meeting my brother for the first time.

Half brother.

Whatever.

All I know is he says I tried to suck his dick last night.

And now that I'm sober, he's finally going to let me…

I pose as my brother's fake boyfriend to protect him, but when he begs me so prettily for more, I don't give it to him because of his stalker.I give it to him because there's no way in hell I could ever say no.

We may be twins, but I'm the older one. The one who's bigger. Stronger. Born to protect my baby brother.

And that's exactly what Caleb is. Mine. Mine to take care of. Mine to protect. Mine to shelter so he can bloom like the delicate, pretty little flower he's meant to be.

And my pretty flower, my little artist, has a stalker. A superfan who shows up at his exhibition and thinks he's going to take more than I'll allow.

Hell no.

It's why I pose as Caleb's fake boyfriend, to protect him. But when my baby brother kisses me, it doesn't feel like he's faking it at all. And when he begs me so prettily for more…

Well, I never could say no to my baby brother. I've never even wanted to.

And I'm sure as shit not going to start now.