The Bloodhound Alpha and His Prey
My nails dig into the carpet, grounding me as he continues, “All that pride, all that stubbornness— Gone.”
His words hit me with a wave of shame, but it’s gone the same second. Shame quickly twists into pleasure as my body swoons to his voice, begging him to take me, to do whatever he wants. But a small, desperate part of me clings to whatever dignity I have left.
“Y-Your pheromones…” I manage, my voice weak and breathless. “Too… too much.”
For a moment, there’s silence. Then, as if on command, the overwhelming intensity of his scent fades. I gasp, taking in deep, greedy breaths of air as my head clears slightly.
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