Chapter 62: Unstoppable Hunger

The sheets clung to their bodies, damp with the heat of their passion. Ethan's breath was warm against Luca's neck, his lips brushing softly against his skin in a way that made Luca shiver. Ethan's hands held him tightly, refusing to let go, as if Luca might slip away if his grip loosened even a little.

Luca's heart raced, his body still buzzing from the intensity of their last encounter, but there was no mistaking the hunger still simmering in Ethan's gaze. It was a hunger that never seemed to fade, no matter how many times they came together. Ethan always wanted more, and Luca found himself craving it just as much.

"You make me crazy," Ethan murmured, his voice low and rough. His fingers traced a line down Luca's chest, over the smooth planes of his stomach, before stopping at the waistband of his pants. "I can't get enough of you."

Luca's breath hitched, his skin tingling under Ethan's touch. His body responded instinctively, heat pooling low in his belly as Ethan's hand hovered just above where he wanted it most. Luca's fingers dug into the sheets, his back arching slightly, silently begging for more.

Ethan chuckled, the sound deep and dangerous, as if he knew exactly how much power he held over Luca in that moment. His hand dipped lower, teasing Luca with light, fleeting touches that only served to stoke the fire burning inside him.

"Please," Luca whispered, his voice barely more than a breath. His body trembled, caught between the overwhelming desire and the unbearable anticipation.

Ethan's lips curled into a wicked smile, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "So impatient," he teased, leaning down to capture Luca's lips in a deep, bruising kiss. His tongue slid against Luca's, claiming him in a way that left no room for doubt—Ethan was in control, and he wasn't letting go anytime soon.

Luca moaned into the kiss, his body pressing up against Ethan's, desperate for more. Every inch of him was on fire, his skin burning with the need to be touched, to be claimed again and again. He could feel Ethan's hardness pressing against him, and it only fueled his desire, making his need all the more urgent.

Ethan's hand finally moved, slipping beneath Luca's waistband, and Luca gasped at the sudden contact. His hips bucked involuntarily, a desperate moan escaping his lips as Ethan's fingers curled around him, stroking slowly at first, drawing out every ounce of pleasure until Luca was trembling with need.

"You're mine," Ethan growled against Luca's lips, his voice rough and possessive. "Every part of you."

Luca's head spun, his body giving in to the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. Ethan's words wrapped around him like a tight grip, making his heart race even faster. He was lost in Ethan, completely consumed by the force of his desire.

The heat between them intensified, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. Ethan's strokes quickened, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Luca's body. He couldn't think, couldn't speak—all he could do was feel. His body was on the brink, teetering dangerously close to the edge, and Ethan knew it.

"Look at me," Ethan commanded, his voice low and demanding. Luca's eyes fluttered open, locking onto Ethan's intense gaze. The connection between them in that moment was electric, their need for each other so raw, so undeniable, that it felt like nothing else in the world mattered.

Luca's breath hitched as he felt the wave of release building inside him, the pressure mounting with every stroke of Ethan's hand, every brush of his lips against Luca's skin. He was so close—so close to unraveling completely beneath Ethan's touch.

And then, with a final, powerful thrust of Ethan's hand, Luca came undone. His body convulsed, his release crashing over him in waves so intense that he thought he might drown in them. He cried out Ethan's name, his fingers clinging to him as if he were the only thing anchoring him to reality.

Ethan followed soon after, his own release hitting him with just as much force. His body trembled against Luca's, their hearts pounding in unison as they rode out the storm of their desire together.

For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing, heavy and labored, filling the room. Luca's body felt weak, spent from the intensity of what they had shared, but there was a sense of satisfaction that filled him, a contentment that came from knowing that no matter how many times they came together, it would always feel this powerful—this right.

Ethan pressed a soft kiss to Luca's temple, his breath still warm against Luca's skin. "I told you," Ethan whispered, his voice softer now, but still laced with that possessive edge. "You're mine."

Luca smiled weakly, his heart still racing in his chest. "And you're mine," he whispered back, his fingers threading through Ethan's hair as he pulled him down for another kiss—soft this time, but no less filled with passion.

In that moment, Luca knew—there was no turning back now. Whatever this was between them, it was unstoppable, unbreakable. And Luca didn't want it to stop.

End of Chapter 62

To Be Continued...