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“You know, sometimes I think you’re with me just for my body,” he fake grumbled.

Viggo’s mouth curved in a sensual smile that made his heart skip a beat, his expression telling him he wasn’t buying his protest.

“It’s a spectacular body, if I say so myself.”

Heat pooled in Evander’s groin as the Brute put down his wine glass, rose, and pulled him to his feet.The air sparked between them, so charged with sexual tension Evander found his breath catching.

Viggo rubbed the pad of his thumb over Evander’s lips.“How about we take this to the bathroom?”

Evander swallowed and nodded.

Viggo took his hand and led him through the door at the back of the study that opened directly into his bedchamber, and from there to the luxurious bathroom beyond.He headed over to the shower and turned the array of taps.Hot water immediately burst from the multiple heads in the ceiling and walls.

Steam began to fill the room as he turned to Evander.

He closed the distance between them and began working on the buttons of Evander’s waistcoat, his fingers moving with practiced dexterity.

Evander finally gave in to the passion singing in his blood, grasped Viggo’s face, and yanked him down for a hungry kiss.

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Viggo groaned lustfully,his hands finding Evander’s waist and pulling him close so their bodies moulded together.Evander shivered at the feel of Viggo’s solid erection.

They discarded their clothes with increasing urgency as their desire mounted, the items forming a scattered trail on the bathroom floor.

Viggo cupped Evander’s buttocks and hauled him up against his body as their tongues mated with passionate desperation.Evander wrapped his legs eagerly around the Brute’s hips as he moved and stepped under the sprays of the shower.

The sight and feel of Viggo’s bare skin, the feel of his thick cock pressing intimately against his own manhood, the musky scent of desire swirling around them.All of it filled Evander’s chest to bursting.

He wrenched his mouth from Viggo’s as the Brute gently let him down and stared into his eyes under the hot water cascading over them.

“I love you so damn much it hurts,” Evander whispered.

Viggo’s gaze darkened.He took Evander’s mouth in a tender kiss that communicated his own feelings, to the point tears swelled in Evander’s eyes.

Viggo pressed his lips against his lashes, licking and swallowing the salty drops.

“You don’t know what you do to me, mage,” he whispered, his own voice choked.

Evander laughed breathlessly.“I’ve not heard you call me that in ages.”His breath hitched and his eyes rolled back in his head when Viggo moved his hands down his back and teased his entrance with his fingers.

The Brute’s lips traced a burning path down his neck, pausing to lavish attention on the sensitive spot just below his ear.

“Viggo,” Evander sighed, his fingers tangling in the Brute’s wet hair.“Touch me, please.”

Viggo complied with a soft curse, his large hand closing around Evander’s eager erection.Evander rolled his hips and drove himself shamelessly through his lover’s tight grip, seeking the pleasure only he could give him.

Viggo nipped his skin savagely before continuing his journey downward, exploring the pulse beating frantically at the base of Evander’s throat before ravaging his chest with his lips and teeth and tongue.His touch ignited a fire within Evander that had him moaning incoherently, his body responding with an intensity that stole his breath.

Rivulets of water streamed down their bodies, turning their skin slick and heightening every caress as Viggo continued stroking him briskly while he worked his way down his trembling frame.

Evander cried out when Viggo got down on his knees and took him inside his mouth.His body bowed and his hands fisted in the Brute’s hair as the latter began working him with his lips and tongue.Evander blinked dazedly and met Viggo’s hooded stare where he looked at him from under his lashes, his cheeks bulging and his mouth moving slickly on his shaft as he performed fellatio on him.

It didn’t take long for him to come in the Brute’s mouth, his cock pulsing and throbbing with exquisite delight as he emptied himself on Viggo’s tongue.

Viggo released him and climbed to his feet, his expression feral.

“Turn around.”