Kai wasn't the only one feeling the fire. Rurik wished he'd thought to open the windows. Too late now, because the last thing Rurik was thinking, was opening the windows.
He arched against Kai, a hand moving to the other's hair, gripping the roots. He gasped, feeling the rush of blood that was so much more. His sex thickened, growing harder still, as he pressed against Kai's thigh.