08-10-2015, 06:54 PM
Loric held the thrashing carrier down without remorse and unflinching, ignoring his attempts to hurt him. He leaned in to drink in another scent, breathing it deep. It went straight to his cock, which stiffened. The warmth and the scent radiating off of him made him crave the carrier, driven by a need to take him. His grip on the Damian's throat tightened, a growl gradually turning into a word. "Submit," he commanded.