Hao was pure, devastating muscle—towering, thick, and carved with dense power. Broad, heavy pecs rose like solid armor, and his six-pack was cut so deep it looked chiseled from living stone, every ridge hard and inviting.
Once hypnotized, he became completely obedient. That massive, powerful body belonged to whoever claimed it. Hands slid freely over the warm, solid swell of his chest and down the rock-hard landscape of his abs—no resistance, only the quiet surrender of a strong man fully owned.
Then the gut punches came, brutal and relentless, slamming straight into that iron core. Hao’s midsection clenched hard with every impact, heavy muscle jumping and flexing under the force. Low, raw grunts slipped from his lips as the thick abs tightened and shuddered… yet he stayed perfectly still, perfectly obedient.
Hot. Muscular. Completely taken.