(Warning: Empire Level Spice coming in hot!)
Elian's POV
*****
His shirt came off within seconds, his lips still locked with Lucian's.
The latter slowly unwrapped his left arm from his waist, slipping it down his pants and trailing his fingers down his ass crack, causing Elian to shiver.
Elian's moans and breathing were ragged, his hands gripping Lucian's shoulders for support.
"You sure we can do this in time for the tech experts' report?" Elian rasped, panting heavily as he blinked at Lucian.
But the Alpha Prince's grin was almost predatory, his grip on his ass tightening until Elian felt like he was going to pull the skin off.
[That's gonna leave a mark…]
"Oh, we're going to be in here much longer than that," Lucian whispered, his lips brushing Elian's provocatively.
The latter wasted no time taking the invitation, wrapping his arms around Lucian's neck and kissing him like life depended on it.
