Forbidden Werewolf Desires
I could feel his presence, a wave of his Alpha pheromones washing over me, making the hairs on my arm stand up.
“Well, little Omega… now that we’re all alone, let’s get along real good,” Damon said, leaning close to my ear.
I spun around, fury flaring inside me. “Fuck you, Damon.”
A slow, predatory smirk spread across his face.
His eyes darkened as he stepped closer. “I don’t want you to fuck me,” he said, his gaze dropping to my lips. “But I can fuck you. I can fuck you real good.”