MARGARET
My body shuddered, a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure washing over me as I cummed around Zayn's finger. My muscles clenched, my body shivering in the aftermath of c****x. The feeling was exquisite, a delicious ache spreading through my core.
Then, I felt it – Zayn's hand, warm and possessive, caressing my ass. I looked up at him, his eyes dark and intense, filled with a primal lust I'd never seen before. If he weren't under the influence of the potion, I knew Zayn would never touch me like this. He would never be this… animalistic. This wild, lustful beast.
Had I given him an overdose? Was this his true nature, hidden beneath a veneer of control and restraint? Was this love, or just a potent chemical reaction? A wave of guilt washed over me, but it was quickly replaced by a
