Novel & Cerita I Like Your Pheromones Novel

he murmured, his voice husky with triumph. I lowered my eyes, a blush creeping across my chest. He was right. A dark, damp stain visible on my white undergarment. It was an embarrassment, but also an admission of how deeply I wanted him. He carefully nudged the silky fabric aside, revealing me completely. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly desert-dry. To be exposed like this, completely open to his scrutiny, was terrifyingly intimate. He leaned closer, his eyes dark and intense. “Your pheromones,” he whispered, savoring the scent as he took a deep breath. “They’ve become even sweeter. Are you going into heat right now?” he asked.

“Then what were you deciding?” “Whether to steal you away from this room or to simply claim you right now, consequences be damned.” Her breath caught as his fingertips brushed the side of her neck, settling to cup her jaw. His touch made her pulse jump but she didn’t move away. “What are you...” Suddenly, a flood of pheromones filled the room. His pheromones. They hit her in a rush of heat that swept across her skin in a light caress, leaving behind a rosy dust of pleasure. Maddie’s eyelids fluttered closed as she inhaled him, taking a step closer. His scent was incredible, a deep heady musk that made her head light and her lips part. Her own pheromones slipped past her control, but she coul

he demanded with a trembling voice. Now that there was barely any distance between us, the scent of his pheromones, similar to that of lavender and jasmine was intoxicating. I instinctively brushed my lips against his neck to inhale his scent more. His scent was making me hard already - my eyes begun to glow a bright green as I let myself get drowned in his smell. I used my body to press him against the wall, bridging whatever gap was between us previously. I rubbed my length against him as I took begun to release my hormones. I wanted to touch him and feel him so bad.

Pulling Nora by the hair,he looked at her face properly as a smile cropped his lips,he recognized her as the only thing his body needed and was happy he was seeing her, pulling her closer to himself he took a long drag of air trying to smell her,his nose moved from her hair to her neck as he tried to get a whiff of her pheromones,when he noticed she wasn't releasing any he began to release more,if she didn't have a smell he was going to make sure she smelt like him. Choking on the smell of his pheromones Nora coughed,she had tried to avoid it earlier by taking in little breaths but now that he was all over her and his pheromones poured out more there was nothing she Could do than breathe and

Every time the tips of his tongue hit my clit making me shiver, “Aah! Zafer, yes! Please more, I want it.” Ah! Finally, his pheromones started to fill the room. His tongue becomes harder, trying to get inside the hole. He put my both legs on his shoulder, digger deeper inside of me. I can’t help but arch my body to the sensation that overflowing, it’s too much… It’s too much but it’s enough to sway all my what-ifs, I don’t really know how to describe what I am feeling right now and I don’t care. “You like my pheromones, eh?” He looks up and smiles, his lips are wet from my juice… It should look gross but he’s different, it adds more to his hotness…

Her ample boobs in front of me, dangling and begging to be sucked upon. Shit. Shit. Shit. This is wrong. Pheromones crawl up my nostrils. A vicious wave hit me, dragging air from my lungs. My breaths were agonizingly painful and terribly short. It’s her heat. She brought her face down to the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent and brushing her lips along the collarbone. The sensation was so wonderful. I tilted my head to give her more access and closed my eyes, grunting lowly.

She stood on her toes to reach the back of his neck. He noted faintly her smell had changed. Lending a more poignant sweetness to the air. Some hormone she was releasing. A scent he liked. A pheromone. He realized. It was dizzying his senses. And hers, apparently. Her hands were roving his body like a wanton. And I'm certainly not complaining! His hands snapped out to snatch her hips and drag her against him almost violently. His fingers biting into her with the violence of his needs. His beast was writhing just under his skin, making tiny bones realign already as he yearned to take her.

The air shifted, thick with both our scents now, his dark and dominant curling around my sweeter one like a claim. “What the hell are you doing in here?” “I smelt it,” he growled, voice deeper than I’d ever heard it, rough with restraint barely holding. “Your pheromones. Your heat.” I swallowed hard, trapped between the wall and his stare. My body betrayed me—slick dripping down my thighs, nipples hardening painfully under my arms, the ache inside me sharpening to a cruel edge at the sight of him. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think past the instinct screaming for him to take me.

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

“If you’d like, we could start now?” His voice was low beside her, rolling with a thick desire that made her skin crawl. Wisps of his pheromones began to leak free, filling the enclosed space with his scent and it took everything within her not to gag at the repugnant smell. He had scented her pheromones the day he had forced her to spill her secret, how had he considered them desirable? Did he smell something different to her, or maybe he didn't care about their compatibility beyond the power her blood could give him?