Before I realised, my body could hardly move from the influence his pheromones had on me. Cain was also acting a lot more aggressive than he was earlier as he kept me in place by locking a hand against my nape.
"Ah... Mn... C-Cain... What..." I could only slur my words as my mind began to grow clouded and heavy from the oppressing weight of his pheromones.
The room felt like it was filled to the brim with his scent, a strong territorial mark to warn others of his belongings. I whimpered softly beneath him, my breath growing more and more ragged as that sweet and alluring scent made my head spin.
"Hah... Darien... I'll... Pull out the minute I'm about to cum..." Cain moans against my ear as my body quivers with excitement when I felt him rub against my soaked entrance.
Wh-what did he say...? My head feels so fuzzy and blur... Like I'm in a haze that is making me feel so good...
