Sorcerer Warin and illegitimate prince Benedict were torn apart just as they were on the verge of a new life together. Imprisoned for his own good by his half-brother and heir-to-the-throne, Benedict dreams of being reunited with Warin.<br><br>The lovers subsist on a handful of stolen encounters even as Warin plans to free Benedict. As the king lies near death, a rebellion against the heir is plotted.<br><br>But when the chance to escape during an attack on the castle presents itself, Benedict and Warin stay behind to fight. Will they be forced to sacrifice their chance for love and happiness for honor?

Sorcerer's Lover 2

“No,” Warin said. “Mayhap next time, your highness. Now, we must be very careful.”


Warin’s hands tugged at the rest of his clothes. Benedict pushed away the unseen hands and quickly shed them himself. Warin turned him then, and pushed him onto his stomach.


Hands pushed at his ass, spreading and kneading his cheeks. A tongue darted inside his hole, lapping at and saturating him there. He quaked and closed his eyes, feeling every sensation of Warin’s moist tongue. Cool, moistened fingers parted his ass and pushed into his entrance, stretching the opening. The cold fingers thrust in, probing. Benedict felt every push, every curl of the fingertips, stroking against that particular spot Warin knew drove him mad.


Chapter 2