DAMIEN'S POVThe cool wood of the door pressed against Adrian’s back, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from my pinning body. My whispered promise, laced with a predatory edge, hung in the air between us, thick with anticipation. “We are not going to use any of those twenty boxes of condoms tonight, Adrian.”His breath hitched, a soft, involuntary sound, a blush, delicate as rose petals, bloomed across his cheeks, a testament to the effect I had on him. It was a thrill to feel the responsive thrum of his body against mine, a mirrored echo of the desire churning within me.“We’re going to savor this,” I murmured, my voice a low growl against his ear. “Consider it an extension of our honeymoon phase, my love.”Adrian’s eyes, wide and luminous in the dim hallway light, met mine. A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he asked, feigning innocence, “Again?”“Every night,” I promised, the words a vow as much as a threat. “Every night will be like our wedding night. You’ll get used t
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