The sun beat down on Madrid. Marte and Damien Crosse stood on a roof their bodies glistening. The air crackled with anticipation. Marte felt a familiar heat building inside him. Ares had watched him for hours a predatory gleam in his eye. Alex Marte was a force of nature a thick uncut titan. His presence commanded attention. Now he was ready to give in to the wild urges. The thrill of being desired was intoxicating. He was pure power in motion. Every muscle rippled every inch a testament to his prowess. The scene was set for an unforgettable encounter. His body yearned for release. The moment was upon him. He embraced the raw passion. Every thrust a testament to his power. He was a beast unleashed. The intensity was palpable. His powerful form dominated the frame. He was pure masculine energy. The pleasure was undeniable. A powerful climax was imminent. Every sensation heightened. He unleashed his primal force.