What a pity, he thought to himself in regret.
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Blissfully lost in their own world, the two men surrendered to their longing for each other. Limbs intertwined in a silent embrace, they moved in an exquisite dance, each thrust a slow and measured exploration that ignited a fire within them.
Maximillian's kisses, a mix of raw passion and tenderness, rained down on Julian's skin, sending delicious tingle down his spine.
Every time Maximillian thrust deep, a gasp escaped Julian's lips, his breath hitching as the alpha held him at the precipice of pleasure for the longest second.
When he pulled out, Julian was given the briefest chance to claw after air before Maximillian conquered his body anew.
The possessiveness in Maximillian's touch wasn't dominance, but a fierce need to connect, to lose himself in Julian as completely as Julian was lost in him.
