Forbidden Werewolf Desires
He just watched me with those glowing red eyes, and it hit me with slow, dawning horror exactly what he was doing.
He was releasing his pheromones.
And my traitorous body drank them in like poison disguised as honey.
Heat erupted beneath my skin, racing through my veins like liquid fire.
It spread everywhere, consuming me from the inside out, and in my pussy an aching pulse began to build—a hollow, needy throb that craved touch.
His touch.
“Let me go,” I whispered, but it came out soft and broken, nothing like the demand I intended.
“You need to be more convincing… darling, if you actually want me to let you go,” he murmured, his voice a dark velvet caress that sent shivers cascading down my