The second wave slammed into him with no warning.
Arik's growl vibrated through Liam's chest before his mind caught up with the sound. The bond flooded with pheromones so thick they coated the back of Liam's throat—caramel and warm stone.
His body answered before he could form a word. Slick gushed around Arik's already-hardening cock. The sweet scent bloomed in the small space between them, and Arik's eyes snapped to his with a predator's focus.
"Again," Arik said, and it wasn't a request.
Liam's legs, still trembling from the first round, tried to wrap around Arik's waist. Arik caught both ankles in one hand before they could close.
"No."
