Chapter 15: Counting the Days

The day became so enjoyable and intense that everything seemed to flow together smoothly and tension. Three days had passed since Vittorio’s ultimatum, and every hour felt stolen. Luca kept Adrian locked in the master suite most of the time, only allowing short walks in the private garden under heavy guard. The rest of the time he spent devouring him.

That afternoon the Sicilian sun poured through the tall windows as Luca pressed Adrian down onto the silk sheets. Both of them were naked. Luca’s powerful body covered Adrian’s completely, skin hot and demanding.

“I cannot get enough of you,” Luca growled against his throat. He sucked a fresh mark into the skin right below Adrian’s jaw. “Every time I touch you, I want more.”

He slid down Adrian’s body and took his cock into his mouth without warning. The wet heat made Adrian moan loudly. Luca sucked him deep while pushing three slick fingers into his hole at the same time. He worked them in and out with steady rhythm, curling them perfectly against that spot that made Adrian see stars.

“Luca,” Adrian gasped, hips bucking. “Fuck… more.”

Luca added a fourth finger, stretching him wider. The burn was intense but welcome now. Adrian pushed back onto the thick fingers, chasing the fullness. Luca hummed around his cock, the vibration sending pleasure shooting up Adrian’s spine.

“You are opening so beautifully for me,” Luca said after pulling off his cock with a wet sound. “Four fingers and you still beg for more. Your hole was made for my cock.”

He fucked Adrian harder with his fingers while stroking his leaking cock in tight, fast pulls. Adrian’s moans filled the room. His thighs trembled as the pleasure coiled tighter and tighter.

“Come,” Luca ordered.

Adrian cried out as he came hard, spilling over Luca’s fist while his hole clenched rhythmically around the four fingers buried inside him. Luca kept moving through the orgasm, drawing it out until Adrian was whimpering and oversensitive.

Luca pulled his fingers free and climbed up Adrian’s body. He straddled his chest and pushed his thick, dripping cock between Adrian’s lips.

“Suck me like a good boy,” he commanded.

Adrian obeyed eagerly, taking as much of Luca’s length as he could. Luca fucked his mouth with deep, controlled thrusts, one hand tangled in Adrian’s hair. His breathing grew rough. After several minutes he pulled out and stroked himself rapidly.

He came with a low groan, painting Adrian’s face and tongue with thick ropes of cum. Luca rubbed the head of his cock across Adrian’s swollen lips, marking him thoroughly.

“Beautiful,” Luca murmured. “Covered in me again.”

He cleaned Adrian gently with a warm cloth afterward, then pulled him into his arms. For a while they simply lay together, bodies pressed close.

“Matteo brought news,” Luca said quietly. “My father met with Damien Ricci again yesterday. They are discussing an alliance. If they join forces, they will come for us.”

Adrian tensed in his arms. “What are you going to do?”

Luca’s hand stroked down his back and rested possessively on his ass. “I am preparing. Matteo is moving money and men. If we need to leave the estate, we will. But I will not let them touch you.”

He kissed Adrian deeply, rolling him onto his back again. This time the kiss was slower, more intense. Luca’s hands explored every inch of his skin as if memorizing him.

“I have never felt this way,” Luca admitted against his lips. “I was raised to believe wanting someone this much makes you weak. But with you… it makes me stronger.”

Adrian’s heart clenched. He pulled Luca closer and wrapped his legs around his waist. Their cocks rubbed together, both half-hard again. Luca reached down and stroked them slowly, grinding their bodies together.

“I want you inside me,” Adrian whispered, the words slipping out before he could stop them. “I want you to fuck me, Luca.”

Luca’s eyes darkened with raw hunger. “Soon. I promise. When the moment is right, I will take you properly. I will bury every inch of my cock inside you and fill you until you cannot think of anything but me.”

He stroked them faster, kissing Adrian hard. They came together this time, spilling between their pressed bodies with shared moans.

Later that evening, after another intense session where Luca edged Adrian for nearly an hour with his mouth and fingers, they lay exhausted on the bed. Luca held him tightly from behind, his chest pressed to Adrian’s back.

“Two days until my father’s deadline,” Luca said into the darkness. “He will expect blood. I will give him war instead if I must.”

Adrian turned in his arms to face him. “I never wanted to cause this. I was just in the wrong place that night.”

Luca cupped his face. “And I am grateful you were. You woke something in me I thought was dead. For the first time, I want a life that is not only blood and power.”

He kissed Adrian tenderly, then rolled him onto his stomach. Luca spread his cheeks and licked over his hole slowly, savoring him. Adrian moaned into the pillow as Luca ate him out with lazy hunger, tongue pushing inside while his hands held him open.

The pleasure built again. Luca brought him to the edge twice with his tongue before finally letting him come with three fingers buried deep.

Afterward Luca pulled him close once more. “Sleep. I will keep watch. No one will take you from me.”

Adrian closed his eyes, safe in the devil’s arms. The danger outside the walls was growing, but inside this room the pleasure and protection felt addictive.

He was no longer counting the days until escape.

He was counting the days until Luca finally took him completely.