The Pack's Secret Keeper
She felt a shiver of anticipation pass through her, felt the hair raise on end along her arms, and knew that her nipples had beaded in response to the fierce wave of arousal.
“We can smell things,” he said again. It was also an echo of something that Rhett had said. “Anger, fear, desire… Strong emotions release pheromones,” he leaned forward and inhaled along her neck. As he did so, he sank his fingers into her c-nt. “Humans delight in lying, but scent never lies.”
He gripped her by the hips, holding her to him, the lewd oversized extension on his c-ck pressing against her intimately as he stood and turned, setting her onto the bed. “On your hands and knees, Aislen,” he told her.
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