Pure Romance Flirt Scent Novels & Stories

Under his poky nose, she’s opening like a flower and intensifying the musky undertone of frankincense and leather. He plants sloppy kisses on her chin. He buries his face between her breasts and snorts her deeply vanillic perfume like cocaine straight from the source: the sweaty pores of her skin. The scent is the confluence of everything sacred and profane. Now it seems to permeate the whole room; irresistible, intoxicating, maddening.

“Antiope, your true mate is still out there.” “I think my true mate is in here,” she gets on her toes and breaths over my lips. "Ours!” Henrar roars. "Ours,” I agree. I wrap my arms around her and I take her lips violently. The moment our lips connect, I feel a bit tingling sense, a rash all over my body, a fire burning through me. And her scent hits me harder than ever. I can feel it stronger now, more potent than ever, clearly. It will never leave my head. She smells of thyme and bergamot flowers and it’s the best thing I have ever smelled in my life. I stop and I look down at her. She felt it too.

One far above all the rest. The scent was particularly strong; sharp yet subtle notes of blue freesia, white peach, fresh clementine violet. The hint of crisp muck and a touch of vanilla brought it all together. It was the most intoxicating thing either he or I ever smelled. There was no doubt that a taste would be in store tonight. “Mmm,” even I could not resist commenting on the scent. “What is that?” I incredulously asked.

He fondled her breast and pinched her already swollen nipple until Alana let out gasps followed by moans. "Damn it, what…what have you been using," Ricardo muttered a curse and bit down the flesh of her shoulder. His heart was thumping loudly against Alana's back. The smell of mixed flowers made a relaxing scent of a warm sweet floral blend with lavender, jasmine, lily, and violet on a light background of smooth woody and musk notes. Drifting away with the relaxing scent. "I missed you," her scent invaded his nostrils. Causing him to feel restless. His dick was throbbing with need. Ricardo had never felt so miserable as he kissed her. Played with her breasts while fighting to get rid of her

SCARLETT : I was greeted with the strong aura of his presence. Something that reminded me of my place yet made me attracted to him in ways I could not understand. His strong signature scent filled my nostrils. A mixture of bergamot, sandalwood, and oud. Maybe it was because it had been a while since we ended up in the same space, but the scents evaded not only my organs but my mind and all of me. His sinful, ruthless eyes stared at me with an emotion I could not describe. It was almost as if he was leaving it for me to decipher.

It felt as if my nose which had been clogged for years suddenly unclogged and my sense of smell started working again. My mind went blank and my eyes closed on their own. The scent was the most wonderful thing I'd perceived in my entire life. It was alluring, bewitching, mouthwatering and arousing. The scent was dark and sexy. I never thought scents could be like that until I caught a whiff of it. The scent could best be described as juicy pomegranates and raspberries blended impeccably with spicy woods and patchouli wrapped around pink pepper and Japanese cherry blossom. How is this even possible?!

Frost let out a low growl deep in my consciousness, her fur bristling. It was a burn—a heat that tasted of betrayal, rushing down from my neck. My fingers clenched, my nails digging pale crescent moons into my palms. The air conditioning in the store kept blowing, but I could still distinguish their scents in the air. Marvin smelled of aged oak and a hint of peppermint oil; Paisley's scent was a cold, masked iris perfume; and Gloria's was a cloying sweetness, like raspberry syrup. My pheromones instinctively tried to break free, a Luna aura threatening to rise like a tide.

It's a soothing feeling after bumping it on the shelf. A sigh escapes me as I melt slightly into him, breathing him in. It's like a high that never lets you go low. His woody pine scent is like an aphrodisiac, and gods I want to overdose it. A soft scent of rose intertwines with his pine. It reminds me of Selene, my brother's mate. Wait! Astria has always tried to imitate Selene’s scent. That's why she sprays that obnoxious rose scented perfume.

She is a vision, and her breathless whisper of my name makes my dick twitch to life, for the first time in over a month. As I breathe in, trying to guess what she made for dinner, a new scent hits me. Sandalwood and orange chocolate is mixing in and swirling with Rose’s sweet honeysuckle and roses scent. It is faint, but it is there. In the background, like the mood music Rose has on. The scent is definitely male, and it is everywhere that Rose’s scent is. Overlapping and mingling, like a lover’s does. Zeus whimpers in my head but moves forward to tell her how heartbroken he is that she is choosing to be cruel to us.

She mouthed looking at him and then he moved close to her before using her chin to bring her face to his level. “I don't think so either.” He smirked and tapped his fingers on her lap. The way he gently touched her lap sent some sensations from there up her body, she loved the way he was close to her and how his scent engulfed her nostrils. Agnella looked at him, she was still angry but she couldn't help but smile at him. He was very handsome and coupled with that, his scent was like vanilla mixed with mint and wood after a long night's rain. He was different from any man she had been with, she could never be angry at him as much as she wanted to.