Ash McRae

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Bi/Queer 🩷💜💙 | she/they MM Romance Author 🏳️‍🌈 Space Mafia WIP: 50k 🚀 🚫NO A.I🚫 | 18+ ONLY 🔞 Rainbow Readers Discord: https://discord.gg/gUBUqJJBp3

A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: Fuck, the way he’d begged had been so beautiful. I hadn’t been lying when I’d said I was going to ruin him for anyone else. Maybe it’s selfish, but I want to make goddamn sure that anybody else he lets touch him will never fucking compare. It’s only fair. I’m ruined, and I know it down to my fucking bones.
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: Aleksei is watching me as I think, something indecipherable in his gaze. I want to call it hope, but that hurts too much. We both know this thing between us is meant to be temporary, an indulgence of physical attraction before going our separate ways, but fuck, I don’t want it to end.
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: Jackson takes a seat on the ground, staring out over the forest to more mountains in the far distance, the sun setting behind them. “It’s a beautiful view, isn’t it? Not as much as the stars, but I’m not sure anything is.” The urge to tell him how much more beautiful he is than the stars is sudden and sharp, and I scowl. I’ve made it clear how attractive I think he is, but this feels different, and I’m not sure I like it. I push the feeling away, and when he looks up at me, I shrug. “Yeah,” I agree. “It’s nice.”
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: But it’s all I’m ever going to get, and I need to remember that. A taste of freedom over a few days, a beautiful, dangerous man showing me what I’ve been missing, and I had forgotten, just enough to make reality hurt more now that it’s slapped me in the face. “I don’t have a choice,” I settle on. “Everybody has a choice, Jackson. You just have to decide to make it.” “I don’t,” I snap, and close my eyes to take a deep breath.
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: I reach him, and before he has a chance to dodge, I snap my arm around his waist and pull him into me. He gasps, boots slipping on the rocky ground, but I have my feet firmly planted and I hold him fast so we don’t fall. I lean in close, his brown eyes going wide and his pupils dilating. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, but as desperately as I want to kiss him, I hold back. “I can prove it to you if you want,” I say, lacing my voice with heated promise. “Just say when, sweetheart, and I’m all yours.”
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: “I think I’m losing my mind,” I say evenly, because that can be the only explanation for how I’m feeling right now. It’s been less than a week since we first met. I’ve barely realized I’m bi. I don’t know his real name. He’s held me at gunpoint, knocked me out, and kidnapped me, and yet here I am, with a fluttery stomach and a hard dick.
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: This is the point in our story where we’re supposed to end. I’m supposed to pull the trigger and leave Jackson’s body in the shipyard to rot while I finish what I set out to do. This is what I had planned right from the beginning—a finale so thorough there would be no possibility of a sequel. No second chance. No happy ending.
A dark space background with a transparent overlay and the words: “So what is the plan?” Jackson’s voice is full of challenge. “You’re going to—what? Steal a ship? Go on a rescue mission?” I give him a sharp smile. “Exactly. And you’re going to help me.”