They say the body has memory.

I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep.

But I never even knew his real name.

I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous.

He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried.

Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want.

I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane.

And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again.

For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different.

A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark.

What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound.

Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more.

And the worst part?

He's starting to want him, too.


18+ WARNING 
This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction.
If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously.

Read at your discretion.

I listened to every part of Nicki's side of the story. I didn't want to judge who was right or who was wrong; everything that happened between them was in the past.


"Nicki," I said, my voice cutting through the heavy air. "Whatever happened between you and Evric, the cheating, the fighting, the toxicity, it's over. It's in the past."


I leaned forward, trying to convey the stability of my own position. "Evric is with me now. That is the present. You need to respect that, Nicki."


"What you did was cruel, Nicki. You went too far to sexually assault Evric when he was unconscious. I should be angry. I should have let Evans do whatever he wanted to do with you, but I'm not like you, Nicki."


My voice grew firm. "There is no way I would ever chase after my ex, much less try to drug  him and force myself on him. I am different from you, Nicki. I am far better than you, and that is exactly why Evric chose me."


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