If you could save someone's life, would you? Anyone's? Ali's older brother has a swastika tattooed on his knuckles, a prison ID number for nearly beating an immigrant to death, and spent his teenage years ruthlessly persecuting Ali for being gay. Blood may be thicker than water, but Ali has spent most of his life desperate to prove he is nothing like Tony. A committed vegetarian, charity-supporter, and blood donor, Ali would do anything for anyone. Ali may share parentage with Tony, but he’s determined not to share anything else if he can help it. So when Tony contracts leukaemia, and Ali is the only match for the urgently-needed bone marrow transplant, Ali is caught between two equally awful choices: to refuse and condemn a man to death, or to donate. And in donating, save the life of the man who nearly murdered Ali's Iraqi boyfriend?

Thicker Than Bone

An idea sparked in the back of Yazid’s head.


“Look at me,” he whispered against Ali’s mouth and pulled back just far enough to catch those strangely-dark eyes with his own. “Just look at me, yeah? Trust me?”


“Just pretend it’s yours with sound effects,” Yazid whispered, wrapping Ali’s cool fingers around his cock—and then he had to pause and concentrate fucking hard when Ali’s eyes widened and that gorgeous smile blossomed in time with the gentle squeeze of his fingers. “Fuck!”


Ali laughed, sounding giddy, and did it again. His hands were smooth and soft against Yazid’s overheated erection. When he gently slid his palm up the underside, Yazid had to screw the idea, bury his face in Ali’s neck, and swear.


“Oh my God,” Ali laughed, and squeezed again.


Yazid thrust forward into the sensation, and Ali’s laugh fractured into a groan as their cocks brushed, separated only by Ali’s still-intact jeans.


“Oh my God, come here, come here…”


Chapter 15