Julian shivered as a rush of adrenaline coursed through his body. He squealed when his back hit the cold tiles, but didn't break the kiss. Anthony brought his hand to cup his mate's ass, pulling him even closer, making their erections rub against each other. All the embarrassment Julian had felt for sprouting a boner evaporated as his mate's even harder c*ck pressed tightly onto his. The werewolf moaned throatily, suppressing the urge to scream.
He could literally feel his body shaking with unadulterated desire. “F*ck!” He growled, breaking the kiss, much to Anthony's disapproval.
“You are one addictive drug.” Anthony rasped deeply. “And I don't want to ever stop having you.” Julian lowered his head as his face flushed. “What's wrong, beautiful?” Anthony teased, clasping Julian's chin.
