Chapter 8: Surrender to the Flames

 

The air between them grew thick, electric with the intensity of their unspoken desires. Lucas could feel the heat radiating off Ethan’s body, every inch of him screaming for more. The taste of Ethan lingered on his lips, igniting a need so deep it scared him.

“You’re trembling,” Ethan whispered, his voice low and filled with dark amusement. His hands roamed over Lucas’s back, fingers brushing the sensitive skin at the nape of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

Lucas was trembling—caught between fear and an insatiable hunger he could no longer deny. “I’ve never… felt like this before,” Lucas admitted, his breath catching as Ethan’s fingers teased the hem of his shirt.

“I know,” Ethan said, his lips curling into a possessive smirk. “But you will. With me.”

In one swift motion, Ethan lifted Lucas’s shirt over his head, tossing it aside. Lucas’s breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood bare before Ethan, vulnerable yet more alive than he’d ever felt.

Ethan’s eyes darkened, taking in every inch of Lucas’s exposed skin with a hunger that sent heat rushing through Lucas’s body. His hand trailed down Lucas’s chest, fingertips grazing his skin, igniting sparks with every touch. When Ethan’s thumb brushed over Lucas’s nipple, Lucas gasped, his body arching involuntarily toward him.

“You like that, don’t you?” Ethan teased, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he circled the sensitive bud with slow, deliberate movements. Lucas bit his lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape.

Ethan’s grip tightened around Lucas’s waist, pulling him closer. Their bare chests pressed together, the heat between them intensifying as Ethan lowered his mouth to Lucas’s neck, kissing a fiery trail down to his collarbone. Lucas’s mind spun, every touch sending a rush of pleasure through him, clouding his thoughts with raw need.

When Ethan’s lips found Lucas’s nipple, Lucas couldn’t hold back any longer. He let out a soft moan, his fingers tangling in Ethan’s hair, pulling him closer. Ethan responded with a low growl, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak, teasing it before closing his mouth around it and sucking hard.

Lucas gasped, his body arching into the touch, his mind dissolving into a haze of pleasure. Every pull of Ethan’s mouth sent jolts of electricity through him, his body trembling with desire. He had never felt anything like this before, had never known his body could respond so intensely.

As Ethan’s mouth worked over his nipple, his free hand roamed lower, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of Lucas’s pants, teasing the skin there. Lucas’s breath hitched, his pulse quickening as Ethan’s fingers dipped lower, brushing against the growing hardness beneath the fabric.

“I can feel how much you want this,” Ethan whispered, his voice dark and filled with promise. “How much you want me.”

Lucas’s mind was a blur, his body pulsing with need. “Yes,” he breathed, the word escaping his lips before he could stop it.

Ethan’s lips curled into a wicked smile, his fingers teasing the edge of Lucas’s waistband. “Then let go, Lucas,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Surrender to me.”

Lucas’s heart pounded in his chest, his body trembling with anticipation as Ethan’s fingers hooked into his waistband and slowly, deliberately, pulled his pants down. Lucas felt the cool air hit his skin, his body bare and exposed before Ethan, but all he could focus on was the heat between them, the burning desire that coursed through him like wildfire.

Ethan’s hand closed around Lucas’s hard length, and Lucas let out a sharp gasp, his hips bucking instinctively into the touch. Ethan chuckled softly, his grip firm but teasing as he stroked him, slow and deliberate, drawing out every ounce of pleasure.

“You’re mine,” Ethan whispered, his lips brushing against Lucas’s ear, his breath hot and tantalizing. “All of you.”

Lucas could barely think, barely breathe as Ethan’s hand worked him over, pushing him closer to the edge with every stroke. His body trembled, his mind a haze of pleasure and need. He felt himself spiraling, falling deeper into the abyss of desire Ethan had opened within him.

“Say it,” Ethan commanded, his voice rough with lust. “Say you’re mine.”

Lucas’s breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling with the force of his impending release. “I’m yours,” he breathed, the words slipping from his lips like a vow, binding him to Ethan.

Ethan’s grip tightened, his strokes becoming faster, more demanding. “Good boy,” he growled, his voice filled with dark satisfaction.

With a final stroke, Lucas’s body tensed, and he cried out, his release crashing over him like a wave, his body shaking with the intensity of it. Ethan held him close, his mouth at Lucas’s ear, whispering dark promises as Lucas’s body trembled in his arms.

As the last of the pleasure ebbed away, Lucas collapsed against Ethan, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his body spent. Ethan’s arms wrapped around him, holding him close, possessive and protective all at once.

“You’re mine now,” Ethan whispered, his voice soft but filled with a dark certainty. “And I’m not letting you go.”

• To Be Continued...