In the wake of several near-cataclysmic events, humanity created the Cure, a DNA-altering antidote to death by disease and old age. But all cures come with side effects: a small percentage of the population develops a wide range of powers, some lethal to others and some lethal to the wielder.<br><br>These people are called the Estranged, hunted and shunned, safe only on the Island of Exile. It is here that Kaeva and Eddie meet ... and where they set a prophecy in motion, quite possibly sealing their own demise, and even the end of Exile.

Breaker

Eddie caught Kaeva’s gaze and willed his own to burn into Kaeva’s eyes. Kaeva’s expression was one of mind-blown wonderment and, even then, fear-sparked tension. Like there was a time bomb in Kaeva’s lap, and Kaeva couldn’t figure out how to throw it away or even if he wanted to get rid of it at all. Touch me, Eddie tried to say with his eyes. Show me that you love this.


Did Kaeva love it? Really? It was hard to tell. Yes, Kaeva’s cock did. It was hard and perfect, and Kaeva’s hips had even started to roll into and out of Eddie’s swallows. And yes, Kaeva’s eyes did. They were lit from within, watching every movement that Eddie made. But Kaeva didn’t release the death grip on Eddie’s arm. Kaeva didn’t groan or murmur praises or grumble demands to go faster, ease up, or keep going. This was supposed to be the point where Eddie’s partner began to lose his mind—to beg, whisper, worship, and to drive Eddie crazy with the knowledge that Eddie was good at something.


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