• Tor •
The morning sun has risen, the sound of birds chirping beautifully, the remnants of yesterday's snow are still clearly visible outside the window. The groaning voice of the man below me sounded hoarse yet beautiful to my ears. I'm still in it, since last night Ben and I were still wrestling in the bed, I don't even remember how many times I had my passion on him. If Ben is a woman or an omega, I'm sure by now there must be a new life in Ben's stomach. I know it's impossible but I always release my desire in Ben's body, somehow as if I have to do it. I want to make a mark that Ben is my wife, I want Ben's body to have a mark that he is mine because alpha and alpha can't possibly mark each other all I can do is leave my pheromones on his body and let out my passion in his body.
