Chapter 73: Back to training.

Chapter 73: Back to training.

PERCHED ON THE rooftop platform, Nigel faced Pete. Damn, but the chap looked scrumptious. He’d never once considered his brothers as anything. They were Dagerstanteens, tall with blue skin and long limbs, yet he’d never found them sensual, appealing, or delectable. He never stared at his siblings, never lingered on his creator. But now, with Pete, Nigel found his gaze irrevocably drawn, unable to tear away.

The chap was bloody tempting.

When it came to this bloke, Nigel’s eyes devoured every detail. He traced the curve of each muscle, lingered on Pete’s expressive brown eyes, the fullness of his mouth, even the rich, brown tube hair that framed his face. His mind conjured the vivid image of Pete’s sex organ sliding against Nigel’s lips, wetting them with that intoxicating barberry scent.

A sharp, insistent twitch pulsed deep within Nigel’s body.