The Florence apartment was silent except for the ragged sound of their breathing and the wet rhythm of Luca’s cock sliding deep inside Adrian.Luca had Adrian on his back, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, as he thrust with slow, grinding strokes. His eyes never left Adrian’s face, raw with emotion and exhaustion from the weeks of war.“You are the only thing that makes me human,” Luca whispered, burying himself to the hilt and grinding deep. “Without you, I am only the devil they fear.”Adrian moaned softly, pulling Luca closer, nails digging into his back. The sex was slow and intense, every thrust full of everything they couldn’t say out loud fear, love, desperation.Luca had just returned from another brutal strike against Ricci’s men. Blood had been on his hands again. But the moment he walked through the door, he had taken Adrian to bed and lost himself in him.“I killed for you tonight,” Luca breathed between deep rolls of his hips. “I will keep killing if it keeps you sa
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