Victor POV

The more I licked and swallowed Ayla's cum, the more her scent became intense. It was the first time I'd ever smelled that scent, like flowers, thousands of them, and I pulled away when she calmed down and smiled.

I stood up and looked into her greenish eyes, seeing them cloud over, gradually regaining a sense of reality.

"Your scent... It suits Soren." I said and looked at my friend. "Like a field of flowers in spring."

Then I opened my arms, pointing to where we were standing. Soren and Strïth started laughing and Ayla took a while but joined in. I could feel their energy flowing, even...