Flared Nostrils Attraction Novels & Stories

She was slowly showing it. Manolo had flirtiness in his blood. He had a high percentage of it. I had no idea how he did it but all the girls he wanted, he had them all. He’s flirty as well as he’s attractive. He had healthy brown skin, height, and the right body proportions so any girl would fall for him. “I’m dripping in chocolate”

It’s definitely a lot better than when I was in highschool, where almost all the girls picked on me because I looked nerdy due to my high ponytails and the eyeglasses I wore. But what’s not good is the fact they’re attracted to my scent as well. I apply inhibitors to my scent gland several times a day, so my scent shouldn’t be that noticeable. It isn’t even the last week of the month yet, so my heat isn’t coming. During my heat, though, my scent becomes overwhelming— so alluring it can attract any unmated Alpha who catches a whiff. Even mated Alphas can be affected if their will and self-control aren’t strong enough.

“You’re leaking.” He chuckled, clamping down on his pheromones, but not before he flared them again for good measure. It was just a tease, but his curiosity piqued when she leaned forward. “Oh? Do I smell nice?” He waggled his eyebrows. “Are we compatible?”

Unlike the girls who rely on fillers and plastic enhancements, Nora's allure stems from her authenticity and genuine charm. With her warm smile and expressive eyes, Nora has an ethereal quality that makes her stand out from the crowd. Jay appreciates how she embraced her natural self, unaffected by societal pressures to conform to a certain image. Her genuine beauty, both inside and out, makes her a sight to behold in his eyes. Jay's admiration for Nora goes beyond her physical appearance. Her inner beauty, kindness, and understanding only enhance her external attractiveness. Lost in his thoughts, Jay realizes that Nora's presence has the power to heal his troubled mind and bring a sense of

My nostrils flared, hearing him talk down to her. I crossed my arms as my fists clenched tighter and tighter. An idea sprang to me. It was a long shot, a huge risk, but if Amelia understood me— Adryan dropped his head to her neck, inhaling her scent and the scent I’d placed on her. My scent. I’d only hoped it was enough to deter him. His head moved up as he took in the cocktail I’d created, hovering right by her mouth, ‘Mmm… smells like someone is trying to trick me. Nice try, Alpha-son, smart and quick thinking on your part, rubbing your scent on her, but you should’ve known I’d still have her either way,’ he grinned and took a fistful of her hair on the back of her head, gripping roughly.

The shame and regret consumed me as I tried to figure out how to make things right again. But why did I feel this way? Era was right. I had been controlling myself. I had been denying this disturbing attraction for too long, and now it had finally come to a head. She seemed to be okay with it, but I knew deep down that it was wrong. I had never felt this way toward any other woman before, even to Emily herself. But Era—even in her inoscent and clumsy ways—had managed to capture my attention in a way that I couldn't explain, had managed to break down my walls and awaken something within me that I never knew existed.

And he isn’t the only one who can smell us. Unmated males surge toward us, their eyes glowing with hunger, their noses flaring as they catch the scent of our heat. Nyx bares her teeth, a feral snarl ripping from her throat as she lunges at one, snapping her jaws just inches from his throat. He yelps and backs off, tail tucked between his legs, but it wasn’t enough. Another one lunges from the side, his eyes wild, his scent thick with arousal. He crashes into us, knocking us to the ground.

" He finally hushes. "Quiet?, what for?" I question, rather the sweet enticing and hypnotic strawberry and vanilla combined fragrance slowly evolve the atmosphere, grabbing hold my enhanced senses. "Who the hell is that?" I question, hypnotically tracing the scent with help from my enhanced senses. Leading me closer towards a stream,i hide behind hedgded hibiscukks flower,watching a half naked blondie take a short swim. Though spying on a naked female seems wrong, the powerful attraction pulling my attention towards her seems uncontrollable,also,the alluring and enticing strawberry fragrance seems more powerful around her.

He's so hung up on looks I can't take it. Yeah and he's also hung, period. I will never be able to wipe the image of naked dragonbreath from my mind and I probably won't want to. I'll bring out the memory when I bring out my vibrator. It would be so nice if a good man stood behind the meat. I understand we are attracted to the physical body. Until dragonbreath, I thought lean was attractive and I liked a man who stayed in shape. But that was never all I looked at. I'm all about what they have between their ears and not between their legs. My mind cuts to what's between Ashrac's legs and I disconnect the thought. Only at special times will I think about that.

Cheeks flaming, I jerk my arm away from him, and he sits back, seemingly unperturbed. "Touch is a very powerful tool," he says. "And very intimate. Humans are biologically designed to respond to it. It usually signals attraction or affection - or aggression, but we're not concerned with that here. The key to using it successfully in your case is to be subtle, as I suggested before. If you were to march up to a man right now and grab his arm or run your hand down his chest, he'd certainly get the hint. But most people aren't comfortable with such blatant attention from complete strangers - they don't trust it."