Dear Cousin, You Will Have My Baby
And between his legs, more endowed than any wolf I had known.
I shouldn't have these thoughts for my cousin. I shouldn't see my cousin and imagine myself as one of the dominant omegas he took to his bed, but I did. He was a temptation I had barely escaped in my youth. Now, with his pheromones thickening the air and his beauty forcing me to remember a past I'd buried, I felt utterly vulnerable.
He moved suddenly, flipping me onto my stomach. Before I could react, he positioned me on my knees, ass raised, face pressed into the white sheets. The posture was submissive, humiliating, and my cheeks burned with it.