Chapter 92: Consumed by Desire

The air between them thickened as Ethan's lips traced a heated path down Luca's chest, the world outside their bedroom fading into nothingness. Luca's body shuddered under Ethan's touch, every nerve ignited by the possessive way Ethan claimed him. Their connection had only grown more intense over time, but Luca couldn't help the nagging sense of being trapped. No matter how much his body craved Ethan's touch, his mind was constantly at war.

Ethan's hands gripped Luca's thighs, parting them with a force that left Luca gasping. Ethan looked up, his dark eyes locking onto Luca's, daring him to pull away—but Luca couldn't. There was something about the way Ethan looked at him, like Luca was the only thing in the world that mattered, that made it impossible for him to resist.

"You're mine, Luca," Ethan growled, his voice low and filled with a primal intensity. "I won't ever let you go."

The words sent a shiver down Luca's spine. He knew Ethan meant it. The possessiveness in his tone, the way he moved—there was no mistaking Ethan's obsession. And yet, even as fear flickered at the edges of Luca's mind, his body responded with a need that drowned out everything else.

Ethan's mouth moved lower, trailing kisses down Luca's stomach, and Luca's breath hitched in anticipation. His hands tangled in the sheets beneath him, his body arching off the bed as Ethan's lips found their way to the most sensitive parts of him. Every kiss, every touch was a fire that consumed him, leaving him breathless and trembling.

Luca bit his lip, trying to stifle the sounds escaping him, but Ethan wasn't having it. Ethan's hands slid up Luca's sides, pinning his wrists to the bed. "I want to hear you," Ethan demanded, his breath hot against Luca's skin. "Don't hold back."

Luca's eyes fluttered shut as Ethan's mouth worked its magic, his fingers digging into the sheets. Every part of him was burning, lost in the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. Ethan knew exactly how to push him to the edge, teasing him mercilessly until Luca couldn't take it anymore.

"Ethan, please," Luca gasped, his voice breaking with need.

But Ethan wasn't done. He shifted his position, his strong hands gripping Luca's hips as he flipped him over. Luca barely had time to catch his breath before Ethan pressed him against the mattress, his chest flush against Luca's back.

Luca's heart raced as he felt Ethan's breath on his neck, his lips grazing the sensitive skin there. "You're not getting away from me," Ethan whispered, his voice a low, dangerous promise.

Luca moaned as Ethan bit down gently on his neck, marking him. His mind was a haze of desire and confusion, torn between the pleasure and the growing realization that he was losing himself in Ethan. He wanted this—he wanted Ethan—but he couldn't ignore the fear gnawing at the edges of his thoughts.

As Ethan thrust deeper into him, Luca cried out, his body shaking with the intensity of it all. The force of Ethan's movements sent shockwaves through him, each thrust pushing him closer to the brink. But even as his body gave in, his mind remained conflicted.

This couldn't go on forever.

End of Chapter 92

To Be Continued...