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Chapter 68

Author: Jess Dawson
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-09 05:45:10
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I Turn around, I see Xander standing in the doorway, he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He’s holding a similar set of clothes draped over his arm, presumably for me. His lips part and as I watch his pupils dilate. Then the scent of arousal wafts from him.

I can’t help but lift my nose as I inhale the thick scent. And fight to hold in a groan. A small one escapes my lips, and Xander’s pupils darken further. And my cock twitches, I feel the blood surging south, I couldn’t stop it if I tried right now, not with Xander looking at me like that, smelling so good.

His eyes lower to my quickly hardening cock, and he licks his lips. Fucking hell, he’s killing me! He scents the air as well, and lets out a low growl. My heart rate spikes and my breathing is laboured. I’m standing in what I assume is the Alpha of Blood Moon’s holiday home, butt naked with a painfully hard erection. Staring into the eyes of a man I’ve never wanted more…who is in the closet still. Bu
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