Chapter eighteen

He lunges at Roy, slamming him against the wall of the elevator. Before he knows it, Bryan’s got both of his hands in one of his in a tight grip above his head and he’s pinning him to the silver wall using his hips.

Oh, God.

His other hand curls around the front of Roy’s shirt and yanks him forward, bringing his face closer and his lips are on his.

It’s only just not agonizing. Roy groans into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. Bryan takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring the contours of his mouth.

It’s better than the last time.

Roy’s tongue tentatively strokes his and joins him in a slow erotic swirl that’s all about touch and feel. Bumping and grinding against each other.

Bryan brings his hand to grasp his chin and holds him in place.

Roy is helpless, his hands pinned and his face held, and Bryan’s hips restraining him..,

He feels his erection against his lower belly. Oh god… Roy groans,’ he wants me, Bryan Anderson, Lycan prince wants me and so god helps me, I w