"Slow? Are you sure you haven't waited enough today?" Rowan tried to turn to face Wren, but he was locked in place with his back to Wren's torso. When he attempted again, Wren's grip tightened.
"Mmm." Wren kissed the back of his neck as he trailed his fingers up and down the line of Rowan's body from his shoulder to his waist. They reversed course tweaked first one nipple, then the other. "Quit trying to escape."
"I'm not trying to—"
"Good. Because you will never succeed. And even if you do, I have methods to prevent it. I won't hesitate to use them."
A fresh excitement pumped through Rowan's veins as Wren baited him. And to think he'd been yawning only seconds earlier.
"What methods?"
When Wren didn't respond, Rowan squirmed even though they both knew escape was the last thing on his mind. He added enough resistance to his movements to bait Wren in return.
