Carver is the quiet, watchful art student who’s spent months pretending he’s straight while sharing a cramped dorm with Rafe — Kappa Beta’s massive, tattooed rugby enforcer and full-on primal Dom.
Every night Rafe drags another moaning boy into their tiny room and fucks him raw right beside Carver’s bed. Growling. Biting. Pinning. The wet slap of skin, the guttural snarls, the desperate cries… It’s been driving Carver insane. His cock stays hard for hours. His secret curiosity burns hotter every single night.
When he finally breaks and begs Rafe to stop, the enforcer gives him a filthy, irresistible offer:
“I’ll never bring another boy back here. I’ll stop bringing them to the house entirely… but only if you take their place.”
Now the straight art brother is about to learn exactly what it feels like to become prey.
Rafe will hunt him through the dark frat house. Chase him down. Wrestle him to the ground. Bite, scratch, mark, and rut into him like a beast in heat until Carver is whimpering, dripping with cum, and addicted to the primal claim of the only man who’s ever made him beg.
Some brothers are born to chase.
Others are born to be caught.
