Chapter 36

Before he could “attack” Ziad again, Aart felt his body being lifted before being deposited on the soft bed. Then their lips were quickly captured in an intense kiss.

Raising his arms, he circled Ziad's neck while letting him explore every corner of his mouth.

It had been a few days since they had touched each other intimately, and they were both thirsty for deeper contact.

Their clothes were taken off during the kisses, and neither of them could say where they were thrown. Of course, it wasn't like they cared.

However, Aart had not forgotten what his companion had recently said to Lorak.

Covering his companion's mouth, Aart looked at him with a serious look... or at least he tried to, because for Ziad, that look, along with the fact that the other was flushed with excitement and messed up provocatively... only made him feel more excited.

‘I heard what you said to Lorak, I want you to explain it to me’

“Ah, that…” Lightly biting the fi