“Ren, are you…?”
Before his roommate could get himself to complete the question, Ren felt the first stirrings of his heat inside him.
His hole, still tender and throbbing from Rhys’ recent attentions, had become slick of its own accord. And though he had just been so thoroughly made love to, he wanted something in there again.
He wanted Rhys inside him again.
Ren was far too anxious to be able to use the techniques that Kade had taught him to get his pheromones to calm down.
Breathing heavily through his nose against the rising pain, he frantically reached instead for his bedside drawer and retrieved an inhibitor pen that he had hidden inside an opaque and unremarkable case.
As he witnessed Ren administering this heat-stopping drug to himself, Hassan’s yet-unasked question was answe
