Ezra's POV
I got out of the hospital today.
Every step feels a little lighter, even if my body still aches in places I didn't know could hurt. But I'm walking down the hallway with Luca.
He's got that determined look on his face, the one that says "don't argue with me" louder than words ever could.
He pushes me into his room, and before I can make some sarcastic comment, he's already cupping my face and crashing his lips onto mine.
It's not a kiss—it's a claim. Desperate, raw, full of emotion.
"You're never leaving again," he mutters between breaths, still kissing me like he's trying to erase the memory of every minute I was gone.
And god, part of me wants to promise him that. Wants to say okay, and never look back.
But... I can't.
We quickly starts taking off each other's cloths.
He gently lowers me onto the bed, his hands never forceful—just steady, careful.
His lips brush along my jaw, then down to my neck, each kiss slow, as if he's savoring every minute.
He presses his middle finger on my core and starts moving it in slow circular motions. That leaves my breathing slow and ragged.
His lips trail down the edge of my jaw, slow and deliberate, until they reach my ear. His fingers speed up, causing my heart rate to spike.
He lingers there, his breath warm against my skin, sending a soft shiver down my spine.
His lips press there gently, not quite a full kiss—more like a question dressed as a touch.
And then he finally closes the space.
He kisses me, soft at first, and when I kiss him back, he deepens it, but never loses that tenderness.
Luca moves them faster against me as I part my lips. He starts slow his fingers down, allowing my body to calm down before he spreads my legs wider.
I feel him at my entrance. He presses his lips on mine, he slides his tongue in my mouth and starts to kiss me aggressively but also passionately.
He soon thrusts himself into me, slowly, teasingly. I moan into the kiss as he swirls his tongue around my mouth. He moves his lips down to my neck placing soft kisses. He runs his finger tips on my side as he increases the speed. I moan arching my back as I rock my hips with him.
"Luca." I moan. "Hm." He hums against my my ear. "Harder." I breath out. He pulls all the way out and thrusts into me repeatedly. I squeeze my eyes shut and let out a loud moan. He groans in my ear going harder into me as my legs start to shake uncontrollably causing my stomach to do a flip.
"This what you wanted?." He goes faster and until he finds himself in a pattern where my entire body is withering underneath him.
I moan again, causing him to pull out and rams himself back in me again. I feel my stomach cramp up and a wave of heat wash over my body, moves harder and faster I tilt my head to the side squeezing my eyes shut my release comes.
He flips us over so I'm on top.
4 rounds later
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My entire body is shaking underneath him as he continues thrusting into me. I feel my stomach clench when he stops. "Point where you feel me." He whispers. I don't answer.
He starts moving his fingers in circular motions on my clit. "Where do you feel me?" He asks again. I point to where I feel him. He moves deeper in me. "Now where?" He asks. I point again.
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The Assassins Kiss
ActionHis voice drops to a whisper, hot against my ear. "You're mine. No one else's." The words hit like a punch to the gut. I freeze for a moment, feeling the weight of them settle in the air between us. "No one will touch you like I will touch you. No o...
