Chapter 10

“You understand?”

The prince nodded. “Yes, Magnus.”

“Lie down,” Magnus said.

Roland obeyed immediately, lying on his back on the cloths Magnus had laid out for them. He dropped down next to Roland, curving a hand over Roland’s jaw and kissing him once more. He teased Roland’s tongue with his own, his hand roaming down to untie the waistband of Roland’s breeches.

Trembling underneath him, Roland looped his arms around Magnus’s shoulders and shifted one leg to bend at the knee. Magnus slipped his hand inside the breeches and closed his fist around the tip of Roland’s cock.

When Roland cried out, Magnus covered the sound with his mouth sliding over his. He flicked the tip with his thumb, rubbing a pearly drop over the slit. Since Roland was a virgin, Magnus thought he probably ought to take things a little slower with him than he might have otherwise. Perhaps mutually stroke them off this first time and work his way toward being inside him.