Her mind was clouded; it seemed like he said something about this going to hurt her, but how did he expect her to hear that when he was gnawing on her nipples?
He was the one who was drugged, but she was also affected because why was she craving for more, knowing this was a devil's trap? She wanted to close her legs and flee, but he was in between, forcing them to stay open.
She wanted to beg him to let her go, but how could she? The room smelled heavenly with the thick smell of scented oils filling the spring water in the pool. The mist clouding everywhere gave it a more erotic feel, but what drove Cedric to the edge more than aphrodisiac was her heated scent.
Was it strange he could perceive how turned on she was and it made him throb badly? It made him throb for her. He had to be the one to satisfy her. What was wrong with him? That was a question he always asked himself when he was her.