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Zack
I finally get some time on my own with Cyra, and for once she doesn’t seem to be two seconds away from bashing my brain in, and Spence gets in the way. He’s never been that much of a cockblock before, he usually leaves me be when I’ve got my eyes on a girl, but he seems to be enjoying getting between Cyra and me. Asshole.
Cyra’s room doesn’t smell of her very strongly, but what slivers of her fiery scent do linger are putting every part of me on high alert. She smells like lava, like I’m standing right next to a freshly erupted volcano and the lava is eating its way through everything on its path. It’s primal, powerful, making my mouth water and my c**k ache. Hell, if this is how I react to her now, when she’s suppressing her scent and well before she goes into heat, I’m not loo
