Chapter 6

“Reza.”

Every muscle in the crewman’s body seemed to dissolve beneath that one word. His knees buckled, his legs trembled, and the flags slipped through his suddenly nerveless hands to fall in a rush of silk to pool at their feet. The only thing hard about him was the cock now standing in his pants, which Eduard found when his hands eased down farther to brush over the tip of Reza’s dick.

As Eduard grasped at his thick shaft, Reza turned to lean his head back onto a sturdy shoulder. Eduard’s tongue darted out to lick the curve of his jaw, tasting the unfamiliar flesh. Then his lips closed over the scant hair at Reza’s chin and he nipped at the crewman, his teeth tugging at Reza’s skin with tiny loving bites that made Reza gasp.