Flared Nostrils Attraction Novels & Stories

THE UN BOTHERED EXPRESS The air thickened with the musky scent of male arousal, and she savored it, her gaze raking over them like a predator selecting prey. Starting with the first, a towering blond with veins snaking down his biceps, she circled him slowly. Her fingers trailed along his arm, squeezing the firm muscle, then down to his chest, thumbs brushing over his flat nipples until they hardened into peaks.

Gustavo said with pride that bordered on indecent, “allow me to present my daughters. Valentina and Camila.” Both stopped in front of Alaric. And released their pheromones. I felt them from where I stood, three meters behind the group. A warm, sweet, intoxicating wave designed specifically to attract an alpha’s attention. It was the wolf version of wearing expensive perfume, unbuttoning two buttons, and batting your eyelashes a lot—multiplied by a thousand and injected directly into the nostrils. Valentina, the blonde, leaned forward just enough for her cleavage to speak for her.

"How can I not be? I have double eyelids! A high nose!" Christin pointed at the bridge of his nose. "Look at me clearly, how am I not your type?!" "I'm talking about personality!" Natasha frowned and said with a serious face, "I like serious men. I don't like flirty idiots like you!" Idiots? Flirty? Christin was dissatisfied, "If you only said 'flirty', I'd reluctantly accept that as the truth, but what do you mean by 'idiot'?"

I said with a smile. She nodded and hugged me again. I held her tightly. Her sunflower fragrance filled my nose and rushed into my lungs. I enjoyed it. Her scent usually drove me crazy. I felt that was one of the things that made me more attracted to her. Her fragrance usually got me mesmerized. "Mm mm," Solomon faked, clearing his throat and returning us to reality.

Lifting my nose, I waited for the smell of her anger, but all I found was her scent that drove me crazy. Braelyn's scent had always called to me, even before I'd known we were mates. She smelled of peonies and vanilla orchids, which weren't strong as other women's odors. I'd enjoyed Brae's aroma because there was a sexy under- tone that spoke to the woman she would become. Everything about her had been perfectly balanced and gorgeous.

Dust motes swirled around him as he flipped to the chapter on witches. "The Witch's Allure," he read under his breath, "a natural pheromonal magic that enhances a witch's charisma. While often mistaken for deliberate enchantment, the allure is an involuntary trait..." An involuntary growl rumbled in his chest. Involuntary. Meaning Rita wasn't doing this to him on purpose. Meaning his father was wrong about— The page tore under his fingers. Nathan cursed, smoothing the parchment. His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct.

She was slowly warming up to me, and I did the same with her close friends so she wouldn’t suspect anything. Sometimes I’d pretend to be moody with her so I’d have a reason to be snappy with others. Some of the women there were subtly flirting with me. Ugh, they’re so unattractive. I’m not into their type! I don’t care how plump their pussy is—there’s only one pussy I dream of devouring forever and ever! Hmp! My baby Zab is the most beautiful and fragrant of them all. I don’t even know if she notices me sneaking sniffs of her hair. It’s addictive!

Being desirable to men was a new twist that she reveled and blossomed in like a flower reveled and blossomed from the refreshing kiss of a light summer afternoon rain. The only one who didn’t appreciate Nora’s new pheromones was Roger. Although excited and relieved to have her back, his jealousy over the attention she now received from men and his inability to adjust to it quickly caused a rift between them that eventually drove him away. Surprisingly, this didn’t seem to bother her. His friend and work partner, Killian, made no mention of him, so I put minimal thought into his absence. “You have a point,” he mused.

She finally put her hands down by her sides and tried not to fidget like a kid bored in school. “Where should we start?” Heath asked. “I want to know how to attract men. How to flirt. What do you find attractive in a woman?” “You didn’t seem like you needed help the other night.” “And yet I ended up going home alone.” She pursed her lips. “So, answer the question.” “Okay, well…” He considered. “I guess any guy will say they like women who are confident. Who can take charge, who know who they are.” “And have big breasts?”

His attention to detail was evident in the flawless knotting of his necktie. However, it was his face that truly captivated one's attention. A strong jawline framed by high cheekbones gave him an aristocratic air while his full lips held the promise of sensuality. His nose was straight and regal like an eagle's beak, adding to his authoritative aura.