Chapter 12

“What is it you want, your highness? Tell me.”

“You. Touching me. Taking me.”

“It will be my pleasure.” Magnus shifted against him. “Put your hand upon my staff.”

He opened his eyes then and stared at the large, red cock between Magnus’s legs. Clear liquid spotted the tip. Biting his lip, Roland moved his hand to the large member.

“Run your thumb over the tip,” Magnus urged.

He did as bid, his thumb grazing over the fluid, pulling a groan from Magnus. He supposed it must feel much the same to Magnus as it did to him when earlier they had pleasured each other. He wrapped his fingers around just the head of the cock and rubbed it as Magnus had done.

Sliding his hand over the shaft, he explored more thoroughly, mimicking what Magnus had done, stroking up and down.

Magnus showed him a small vial. “This is oil. We will coat my cock in it and then also I will put some inside you.”

His eyes widened. “Oh?”