The explode out of me, almost like a physical sensation, and I can feel my panties grow wet from my arousal.
But the fogginess in my head is still there.
But mix that in with the thick pheromones in the air, and against my will, my eyes are slipping shut.
I hear an enraged roar and howls of pain.
And then, someone is carrying me.
I don’t know what’s going on, but it feels safe.
I feel safe in the arms of whoever it is.
I let the darkness drag me down.
CHAPTER 3
Aisha
My eyelids flutter open, and I stare at the ceiling, feeling dazed.
'Where am I?'
I don't know this place. The ceiling is enough to tell me that this isn't my place. My ceiling is dark and spotty. This one has been painted over with a vibrant blue.
Pulling myself into a sitting position, my eyes take in the room.
