Joy.
Joy, was what Asher felt at that moment with Dominic's tongue sliding through unexplored lands in his mouth. For the first time, he felt alive. For the first time he felt powerful — he felt like a lord above all lords. A lord over Dominic, how cool was that?
For the first time, he was thankful for being mated to the brute...the euphoric feeling bursting from his lungs was one he'd never felt before, and yet he was oddly...barely aroused. He controlled his body to be seemingly turned off by Dominic and he loved the results he was getting so far. He was level-headed, while trying not to get lost in the expertise of Dominic's tongue, while the Alpha's carriage dissipated as he pushed against Asher roughly.
“You're not responding,” he growled, lifting Asher's left leg to wrap it around
