Luca X Adrien Novels & Stories

"Adrian, please..." "Whose are you?" Adrian growled, his thrusts driving deeper, harder, shaking the heavy kitchen island. "Yours!" Luca sobbed, his tears wetting the collar of Adrian's shirt. "I'm yours! Please... Adrian, just... please..." Adrian didn't stop. He hammered into him, his movements primal and desperate, until he let out a low groan and came, his body tensing completely as he poured himself into the condom. For a long, heavy second, Adrian stayed buried inside him, his forehead resting against Luca’s neck, his chest rising and falling in jagged breaths.

The city lights sparkled below as Luca drove into him, one hand wrapped around Adrian’s throat, the other stroking his cock. “They all know now,” Luca growled against his ear, slamming in harder. “They know I chose you. That I would rather burn my legacy than marry Elena Moretti.” Adrian moaned loudly, palms pressed to the glass. Every brutal thrust sent pleasure crashing through him. Luca’s thick cock stretched him open, dragging perfectly against that sensitive spot. “Harder,” Adrian gasped. “Let them hear how much you want me.”

she sighs. I choke on nothing, and Stella laughs at me. Of course, I hear about Alaric’s nightly escapades, but I have never heard a woman talk so freely about it. She sits back against the seat and closes her eyes. Within a few moments, she has finally fallen asleep, but I can’t keep my eyes off the lycan riding beside us. Maybe I would be interested in seeing the inside of his bedroom, too.

Not in any way that will not break Charlene even more. “Where are we— I was in the forest— with Adhler. Right! Did you save him too? We were trapped,” “It was all your hallucinations because of a monster that attacked you, Charlene,” Ellis filtered her words. She thought it would not be good to inform Charlene that Adhler is set to be married to his chosen Luna, the current Queen of the Lycans— Laura, in a week now. “I see,” Charlene calmly replied. “Professor… did you… did you inform my fam… my family that I am with you,” Charlene asked without looking into the professor’s eyes. Ellis stared at her as Charlene stared at the ceiling above.

Luca states. “That is not necessary. I drove here, and I can drive myself home.” I comment. I told everyone it was nice to meet them and hugged Gwen. Once in the house, I quickly climb into my car. I am glad I drove today. Whitney had offered to drop me off, but I told her I could drive. I didn’t want her to leave her family dinner early to pick me up. I pulled into the garage at the house and closed the door. I was the only one home right now. I knew that Whitney and Lainey had something pack-related going on this weekend. I had no idea where Avalon was. That’s when I realized that her parents work for Luca. She once told me they were the vampire king's two most trusted advisers

Owned by one of our Alpha friends from a neighbouring pack we find Louis and company sitting in the VIP section with a dozen bottles of Prosecco. “Blimey, I hope you witches can hold your drink?” Jeremy teases Orla and Cara. We all get chatting, sharing childhood memories, teasing Lugh about his childhood crush on Cara and how Orla isn’t sure which side she bats for. She’s a free spirit apparently. After a couple of hours I check my watch to see it is 1.45am. The girls have just lost a drinking competition again to Samantha and both Orla and Cara can barely stay awake.

He had promised not to complain, so he quickly agreed to Jenna's wish. After paying 10 Euros for two, they entered the Sex Museum and were immediately greeted by a life-size nude Venus Sculpture. Along the hallway of the Museum, they are treated to various statues and images of sexual activity clearly without sensors. Jenna giggled to herself looking at some of the erotic images she found cute. While Adam just cleared his throat uncomfortably, because as a normal man, his libido was a little intrigued by the sight, which was entirely sexual. "Let's get out of here, why are you look so happy to see these naked statues!" Adam grumbled when Jenna appeared to be moving to another gallery inside

"Yes, sir." She turns and leaves without another word. The second she is gone, I whirl on him, eyes burning. "You want the whole world to know you had sex with your brother’s wife?" Luca meets my glare without flinching. His expression stays unreadable, almost bored. "No." I wait, expecting more. An explanation, a taunt, something. But he offers nothing else. Instead, he stands, slides one arm under my knees and the other around my back, and scoops me up.

Luca’s expression shifted — almost imperceptibly. “That,” he said, “is the problem.” Adrian stood by the floor to ceiling windows of his office — city lights stretching endlessly below. He did not turn when Luca entered. “He made it home,” Luca said. Adrian’s shoulders loosened — just slightly. “And?” Adrian asked. “He is furious.” A breath left Adrian — something between relief and regret. “Good,” he murmured. Luca stepped closer. “You are losing perspective.” Adrian turned now — eyes darker than usual.

That was it. Alexander lunged. The music screeched to a halt as the two collided—chairs toppling, nobles scattering, the marble floor cracking under the weight of two powerful wolves fighting for dominance. Growls shook the air. Glass shattered. The chandelier trembled above us. And in the center of the chaos— Both men were fighting for me. For the Luna. For something neither of them was willing to surrender. They are fighting for the person… both of them have a past with.