CHAPTER 32The bedroom door had barely shut before Lucian had Alex pinned to the mattress. Moonlight spilled through the half-open blinds, striping their bodies in silver. Lucian’s mouth was on Alex’s throat, his teeth scraping his skin, his tongue soothing as he stretched it out, licking off his sweat and the places he had scraped, marking him in ways that would bruise by morning. Alex’s hands clawed at Lucian’s back, his nails raking over the ridges of his tattoo, pulling him closer until there was no air between them.“Off,” Alex growled, yanking at Lucian’s belt. The leather snapped free, his buttons popped, as the trouser pulled down. Clothes became casualties in the frenzy. Lucian’s laugh was dark, breathless, as he shoved Alex’s jeans down his hips, palming the hard length straining beneath his boxers.“hmm,” Lucian murmured against Alex’s hipbone, nipping the skin there. “I like that.”Alex clenched the sheets, his hips jerking, but Lucian held him down with one iron forearm
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