LOGINAurelThe hot, wet friction of Neylan’s mouth moving over my length hits me like a physical shock. My back arches off the mattress instantly, my toes curling into the plush sheets.“Ugh— Ah! Neylan!”The sound tears out of my throat before I can even think to hold it back. My fingers claw into the soft fabric beneath me, twisting the material until my knuckles turn white. I am completely at his mercy, my waist jerking upward on its own as he drags his tongue along my dick, swallowing me deeper with a slow, agonizing suction that makes my head spin.It’s too much. It’s too fucking much.My senses are wide open now, and every single touch feels like it’s being amplified by a thousand. I can hear the wet, heavy sounds of his mouth over me, and the thick, intoxicating scent of our pheromones wraps around us, making my vision go blurry at the edges.He groans against my skin, a dark, vibrating sound that rumbles straight to my dick, sending a violent wave of pleasure down to my toes. I tu
AurelThe suppressants I had swallowed earlier are doing absolutely nothing to stop the inferno raging beneath my skin.Damn it! What the hell are they producing these days? Is the drug ineffective or…Right, even I know the answer to that very question. I grind my jaw at the thought.I stand outside the heavy door of Neylan’s suite, my hand hovering over the keycard scanner Neylan handed me before he left.My knees are still trembling, not just from the encounter in the bathroom an hour ago, but because my body is actively craving more. The taste of Neylan's pheromones had unlocked a dormant hunger I hadn't felt in two years, and those yellow pills are completely useless against the intensity of a fated Alpha’s scent.My Alpha… It still sounds so ridiculous thinking about it, but there's really no going back once I open this door and shut it behind me.I swipe the card. The door clicks open.The suite is dim, illuminated only by the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling
AurelI sit on the bathroom floor longer than I should.My back presses against the cold tiles, my chest rising and falling like I just ran a damn marathon. My hand drags over my face, and I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.Fuck.My body still feels hot… like it’s not even mine right now. And I can't pretend I completely got what I wanted, my dick is still throbbing and…I tighten up my need down there. I can't afford to act reckless any further.I swallow hard, forcing myself to breathe properly, but all I can still smell is him. That same scent from that night, wrapping around me, sticking to my skin like it has every right to be there.It makes my stomach twist.I hate this.I hate him.But more than that, I hate the way my body just… responded.Like I didn’t even have a choice.“Shit…” I mutter under my breath, dragging my knees up a little as I press my head back against the wall.What the hell was that? Now all it takes is him and I lose my mind? Really?Tha
Aurel“Are you done?” I ask, my voice flat as I look straight at him without blinking.He huffs out a small laugh, like this is somehow amusing to him. “Not even close.”Of course not. Why would he ever be done when it comes to me?Neylan steps back slightly and finally places the container back on the sink like he has all the time in the world. I don’t even hesitate, I grab it immediately and slip it back into my pocket without looking at him.The longer I keep my eyes on him, the more irritated I get…? I don't know what this is, but his scent is messing with my brain just like back then, that one stupid night.“Relax,” he says, his tone light, but there is something underneath it that I don’t like at all. “I’m not going to announce it to the whole world.”I don’t respond. I don’t trust him, not even a little. There’s no way he wouldn’t use this information to his advantage.He leans back against the sink, folding his arms loosely, watching me like he has nowhere else to be.“So,” he
AurelI couldn’t endure the pheromones anymore, my grip on the tray in my hands loosening as I stagger forward, my vision blurring slightly. I try to steady the tray in my hands, but my fingers are not cooperating anymore. The glasses clink against each other, a soft, irritating sound that keeps repeating as my hand won’t stop shaking. I suck in a breath through my nose, immediately regretting it as that same thick smell fills my lungs again, heavy and sharp, mixed with sweat and sex and something else underneath that makes my stomach turn.Shit.I take a step forward anyway… I don’t have a choice, and my shoulder bumps into someone before I can even see clearly.“Watch it,” the guy snaps, but his voice changes the moment his eyes land on my face. He looks young, probably around my age, dressed too clean to be one of the guests and too relaxed to be staff. His gaze drags over me slowly, then drops to my hands, to the tray, then back up again.“You don’t look okay,” he says, lowering
AurelJust as announced, the event is taking place on the last VVIP floor. My head still throbs from the pheromone attack at the mall and it is not even fully gone yet. I press my fingers lightly against my temple for a second, exhaling slowly as I try to ignore it.I wonder if Shantel will be okay. Treyvon said he was better, but he was still looking a bit off when I left. I click my tongue under my breath.Hah… that guy better not die on me.“Aurel.”I lift my head immediately.The manager is already walking toward me, his face tight like I have been wasting time.“What are you doing there? Go upstairs now,” he says. “You’re needed there.”Of course.I nod once. “Yes, sir.”No point arguing or giving any excuse…I really feel like laying it off tonight but dammit. I grab a tray and head straight for the elevator. The ride up feels longer than usual, maybe because my head is still pounding or maybe because something just feels off and I cannot place it yet.The doors slide open.I ste







