Chapter 10: The Chains of Desire

 

The night air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and passion as Lucas lay in the tangle of sheets, his body pressed against Ethan’s. His skin still tingled from the intensity of Ethan’s touch, the bruises from where Ethan’s hands and mouth had claimed him throbbing with a mix of pleasure and pain. Every mark was a reminder of who he now belonged to.

Ethan lay beside him, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he traced lazy circles over Lucas’s bare chest. His touch was possessive, claiming every inch of Lucas’s skin as his own. Lucas could feel the weight of it, the gravity that bound him to Ethan, pulling him deeper into the abyss.

“You’re not thinking of leaving, are you?” Ethan’s voice was low, almost teasing, but there was a dangerous edge to it. His eyes gleamed in the dim light, dark and possessive, as if daring Lucas to try.

Lucas shook his head, his heart racing at the thought of breaking free. He didn’t want to leave—not now. The heat of their passion still coursed through him, and even the idea of walking away from it felt impossible. He was too far gone, too deep in the throes of desire to even consider pulling back.

“No,” Lucas whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Ethan’s smile widened, satisfaction clear in his expression. “Good,” he said, his fingers trailing lower, teasing the sensitive skin just above Lucas’s waistband. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Before Lucas could respond, Ethan’s hand slipped lower, his fingers curling around Lucas’s already hardening length. Lucas gasped, his body arching into Ethan’s touch, the pleasure that shot through him almost overwhelming.

“You’re mine, Lucas,” Ethan murmured, his voice dark and thick with lust. “I’ll never let you go.”

Lucas’s breath hitched as Ethan’s grip tightened, stroking him slowly, deliberately. Every touch sent jolts of electricity through his body, the tension building inside him with every movement of Ethan’s hand.

He wanted to fight it, to resist the overwhelming power Ethan had over him, but he couldn’t. His body was betraying him, responding to every command Ethan gave, every touch that sent him spiraling deeper into a world of raw, unrestrained pleasure.

Ethan’s mouth found Lucas’s neck, biting down hard enough to leave another mark, another claim. Lucas cried out, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as Ethan’s lips trailed down his chest, his teeth grazing the skin, sending shivers coursing through Lucas’s body.

“You’ll never be free of me,” Ethan whispered against Lucas’s skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. “I own you, body and soul.”

Lucas’s heart raced, his mind clouded by the intensity of it all. He could feel the weight of Ethan’s words, the truth in them sinking into his bones. He was trapped in Ethan’s world now, bound by desire, chained to him by the force of their connection.

And the terrifying part was—Lucas didn’t want to be free.

Ethan’s lips moved lower, kissing and biting his way down Lucas’s torso, each touch setting Lucas’s nerves on fire. By the time Ethan’s mouth reached his length, Lucas was trembling with anticipation, every inch of his body aching for release.

Ethan didn’t waste time, his mouth closing over Lucas’s hard length, sending a wave of pleasure crashing through him. Lucas moaned, his hands flying to Ethan’s hair, gripping tightly as Ethan’s tongue teased him, each movement pushing him closer to the edge.

The heat between them was unbearable, the intensity of their connection pulling Lucas into a vortex of pleasure and need. Ethan’s mouth moved expertly, sucking, licking, biting, every motion designed to drive Lucas wild.

Lucas’s body trembled, his hips bucking as Ethan pushed him further, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until Lucas felt like he was about to snap. He was on the brink, teetering on the edge of a release that felt both inevitable and overwhelming.

Ethan’s eyes locked onto Lucas’s as he worked him over, his gaze dark and filled with possessive hunger. “You’re mine,” Ethan growled, his voice sending shivers down Lucas’s spine. “Say it.”

Lucas’s breath came in ragged gasps, his mind spinning as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. “I’m yours,” he breathed, the words slipping from his lips like a vow, binding him even further to the man who owned him.

With a final flick of his tongue, Ethan sent Lucas over the edge. Lucas cried out, his body shaking as his release surged through him, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Ethan didn’t stop, his mouth working Lucas through the waves of ecstasy until Lucas was spent, collapsing against the bed, gasping for breath.

Ethan pulled back, a satisfied smirk on his lips as he crawled back up to Lucas, his body hovering over him, still charged with the intensity of their connection. He leaned down, pressing a possessive kiss to Lucas’s lips, tasting him, claiming him once again.

“You’ll never be free of me,” Ethan whispered, his lips brushing against Lucas’s ear. “Not now. Not ever.”

Lucas’s heart pounded in his chest, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of his release. He knew Ethan’s words were true. He was bound to Ethan now, chained to him by desire, by obsession, by something deeper and darker that he couldn’t explain.

And he didn’t want it any other way.

• To Be Continued...