BL: 046

He held upon the sheets, his fist tightened with every minute that his palms reddened and a black appeared on his wrist.

His scent was at its fullest, sour, sweet, and dominant, his pheromones were thick and intense.

Marie slowly unbuttoned his shirt to the last one, revealing his full chest and abs that followed, her brown eyes lingered around his body for a little longer, admiring his beautiful form.

Slowly, she let her palm caress against his skin, smiling at the way he shuddered under her touch. Her hand trailed down to his pants, slowly undoing his belt, pulling it off his waist, and undid his zipper.

"Did someone trigger your rut, Jett? You seem to be out of control," The brunette leaned closer, brushing her lips on his collar bone, snapping something in him as he suddenly grabbed her by the neck and flipped her over on the bed, getting on top of her while the need to dominate growing greater and greater with each passing moment.

Marie's eyes widened. She might not be an Omega b