161| Overwhelming
Neo made the first move. He reached for Armin instinctively, pulling him forward with a somewhat sturdy grip on his belt. Neo was eager for the most lustful things. His pheromones could speak for him in high volumes.
Instead of the alphas' pheromones controlling and influencing him, it was the other way around. The delicate fragrance of Jasmine was not meant to be so powerful. Enough to drive the scent of agarwood, wild berries, and petrichor to flow unrestrained.
And yet, it overwhelmed the three.
The smell of agarwood was stronger in the front of Armin's bulging pants. Neo seemed to want more of it.
He drew his face closed and struggled to get the buckle undone as fast as he could.
But how could Armin let that happen so easily?
Neo's wrists were clutched in a single move by Armin's left hand. He used two fingers from his right hand to grab Neo's chin without any pretense of gentleness.
