Emma
I’m staring up at Aldrick's coal-black eyes while I’m still on my knees. His breathing sped up drastically in the last few seconds, and his heartbeat. His lycan is at the surface and he’s emitting the most amazingly enticing scent. Musky, s****l animalistic pheromones are wafting throughout the room, and I know he’s gone into a rut. I can see he’s struggling not to shift and forcefully take me. Lycan mating and breeding can be wild and rough and the thought causes my core to heat. I know the chances of him shifting and f*****g me in his lycan form are high, but I’m more than willing to take that chance. I can feel my juices running down my thighs in anticipation of his next move.
“Run Emma” I hear Aldrick's voice in my head telling me to escape, but I don’t want to. I did this to
