-Elias Grayson:
I pinned Aurelian against the cold wall of his kitchen, my fingers wrapping firmly around his throat, squeezing just enough to make his breath hitch.
The arrogant witch towered over me, his broad shoulders straining against his pajamas. His big frame loomed over my smaller frame, but right now, he was nothing but a trembling mess under my control.
His mask hid his face, but I could see the flush creeping up his deep brown skin, the way his golden eyes widened behind that eerie porcelain facade, the way his big, strong body trembled in my hold, and the way his cock immediately hardened against my stomach the second my hand wrapped around his throat.
I was angry; he knows exactly how to get on my nerves and piss me off.
"What's this, huh?" I growled, my voice low and dripping with mockery as I pressed my body closer, feeling his hard cock twitch and rub against my stomach through our PJs.
