All Chapters of Unraveled (M x M romance): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ASHER I could think of a million better ways to spend my time and having to listen to Sebastian whine about Alexander for the third time this week was certainly not one of them. I only had myself to blame because I should’ve known better than to take him seriously when he texted me to say he was in a ‘crisis.’ Especially since it wasn’t the first time this week. I watched him, my eyes swinging back and forth, as he paced the length of his living room, the speed of it almost making me dizzy. If there was one thing Sebastian Sinclair loved more than himself, it was dramatics. And right now, he was putting on a full performance. “I’m telling you, this is a targeted attack,” he said, pacing across his living room like a madman. “There is no other logical explanation.” I leaned back against the ridiculously plush couch, one arm stretched along the backrest, watching him with exasperation mixed with a little amusement. "He's stalking me. He’s attended the same classes I have for… s

ELLIOTI stared unseeingly at the movie playing on my laptop, not registering any of it.I shut my laptop with a defeated sigh and flopped back on the bed, staring at my ceiling.A week has passed since the anniversary.And during this week, a lot has happened.For one, Asher’s mum had gotten hurt and had to be rushed to the hospital.Thankfully, it was nothing major and she’d been discharged a day later. She’d come back home with a cast on her leg, one hand gripping a pair of crutches while the other gripped Asher’s arm for support.A strange emotion washed over me as I stood at the top of the stairs watching them.Seeing her like that made something tighten in my chest uncomfortably.I didn’t particularly like Margaret but that didn’t mean I wanted something bad to happen to her either.What if something worse had happened? What if she’d died?The thought of that had made my chest ache.I pushed myself off the banister and turned away before they could notice me, retreating down the

ASHERThe door clicked shut behind him.It suddenly felt like all the warmth had been sucked out of the room.The room felt too empty, the silence he left behind suddenly too loud.I sat there, staring at the door.My chest felt tight, like something was pressing down on it.I dragged a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply.He was giving me what I wanted. So why did it feel like I’d just made a mistake?I leaned back against the headboard, staring up at the ceiling.Suddenly, the door opened again, jerking me out of my thoughts.I blinked.Elliot stepped back inside.My heart stuttered.He closed the door behind him with a quiet click, then turned to face me.I sat up slowly.There was something different about him now.There was a determined look on his face. Something sharp. Something resolved.“You didn’t give me space when I asked for it,” he started.His voice wasn’t loud or angry.He just sounded firm. Certain.“You kept showing up,” he continued, taking a slow step toward me.

ELLIOTI processed that question as I stared at him. There was something warm and affectionate in his gaze. It made me uncomfortable.The answer sat in my chest, stubborn and certain. Yes, I did. Yes, I trusted him. Even if I didn’t quite understand entirely why.I squirmed. “Are we doing this or not?”He went quiet.“Fine. I guess I’ll just find someone else.”I pushed at his chest slightly, signaling him to get off him but he grabbed my hands, trapping them in his grasp.“I didn’t say no,” he said roughly.Wings took flight in my stomach. I was suddenly nervous.“And next time…” he leaned down until his face was a mere inch from mine. “Don’t threaten me with other guys. Not unless you want to be punished.”A shiver rolled through me as I remembered his ‘punishment’ from last time.He released my hands and buried his face in my neck, leaving little kisses down the length.He opened his mouth at the base of my neck, sucking the skin there into his mouth.I moaned. “Don’t leave marks,”

ELLIOTI squeezed my eyes shut, wincing at the pain, willing my body to relax.I tried to focus on anything but the burn. The soft feel of the bedsheets beneath me, the sweat I could feel building up on my brow and my upper lip, the gentle touch of Asher’s hands as they caressed my thigh in a soothing motion, the sound of his strained moans as he waited for me to adjust.When I opened my eyes, he was staring at me with such intensity that I almost forgot to breathe.I kissed him, eager to do something to distract myself.Asher moved over me, his thrusts becoming deeper, and slowly, the pain faded away..He hit that spot deep inside me again and I moaned.“Fuck. Do that again.”“You feel so good,” he moaned in my ear and I shivered.His praise rolled through me, litting me up inside.I kissed him again, my tongue making its way into his mouth, pleasure rolling through me as he continued to drive into me.I adjusted my legs around his waist, the angle forcing him even deeper.I could fe