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Sensual Confinement Lucian
Go. Devour him. The words twirled in my head and crumbled my other thoughts. I pressed the shirt to my nose. The lavender scent calmed my nerves. The aroma trickled through my body, drawing more heat. The pheromone lessened. The odor was almost gone. I didn’t trust myself if it went away. This shirt was the reason I remained on this couch. My body and mind screamed the same thing. They needed him. Fuck! I never should have let him touch me. Things happened. Now this. “Wow!” Ryder’s muffled voice drowned out my wants. He strolled into the room. A gas mask covered his face. “Your scent has taken over the entire place. This is the worst it has ever smelt. I couldn’t even come through the gate without a mask. What the fuck, man? Are you trying to kill me? I thought your rut cycle isn’t until next week.” So did I. The date of my rut decorated my calendars. It never came before or after its original date. Never. Not until now. Not until I fucking accepted a blow job from that…that…fuck!
Sensual Confinement Tyrith
I collapsed in my chair. The day’s schedule had gotten brutal. Being a mayor and maintaining my doctoral duties was becoming a problem. I had always been a workaholic, but this was too much. My work prevented me from harboring unwanted thoughts. Not this time. Ever since Lucian used and discarded me, my brain refused to shut down. No amount of work could stop it from thinking about the supreme alpha. I blew out a long breath. I was a lost cause. Odessa sauntered into the office with a folder and package. She placed both on my desk. I straightened. “What else do I have on my schedule?” “You have the rest of the evening with Mr. Soy.” Right. We only had a week remaining to get our plan together. Little Sally couldn’t wait forever. I picked up the package and ripped the top open. “I should get going. We both want to wrap this up.” Without thinking, I shook out the contents on the table. A moldy scent jumped out at me. A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I ho
Sensual Confinement Tyrith
Tucked in the backseat of Ryder’s Nissan Titan XD pricked at my anxiety. It flared at the realization of the direction he drove. He and Axel argued in the front seat. I would have understood their coded talk if my heart managed to settle down for a second. We drove out of the city and passed the suburbs. Things were not right. It made me uneasy. “I lose my mind during my rut,” Ryder announced out of the blue. “I can assume it’s the same for you, Tyrith.” What did that have to do with anything? I nodded. It was one of things ruts and heat had in common. The sexual desire grew to the point where its victim would lose their minds. If one was not careful, they would do the most shameful acts with the worst people. Back in college, one of the omegas in my lecture went into heat and slept with a professor. They were both ashamed of their actions. We could see it on their faces. Eventually, the professor resigned and moved elsewhere. The omega transferred. Heat and rut never cared who the
Sensual Confinement Tyrith
Clothed. Lucian’s pants hugged his waist. No shirt. Disappointment washed away my excitement. I couldn’t believe I expected him to be naked. With the thought came another wave of elation. He never touched them. Nothing happened between him and the betas. My pheromones grew stronger. I waltzed over to him, stopping a few feet away. He seemed more composed than I hoped. Instead of gold eyes, he stared at me with black irises, gold sclera with green limbal rings. Beautiful. He tilted his head to the side. I watched Ryder through the corner of my eye. He disappeared into what resembled the bathroom. Then the closet. Done he turned to the five other betas passed out around us. Lucian never moved. He watched me. I stayed put, giving Ryder time. One male laid on the bed behind Lucian. Two females on each side of the bed on the floor. A male in the doorway of the bathroom. Another male near the door leading out from the way we came. I figured he would be the easiest to get out. The two fe
Sensual Confinement Axel
Where was he? I checked the time on my watch. He was gone longer than he should have. Lucian had masks made to withstand his pheromones. But this time, his pheromones were out of control. There was so much the mask could prevent. I, for one, knew this. The mask I wore was built like those and there were days when Lucian’s pheromones would seep through it. No matter how much I tried to stay away from him when he was angry, he was my boss. I couldn’t avoid him completely. He would never allow it. I squirmed in the seat. Thoughts of Ryder’s whereabouts clogged my rational thoughts. He could have collapsed. Dominant Alpha or not, he could never handle Lucian. He would never win him in a fair fight, much less one with pheromones. Tyrith did say he would clothe him in his pheromones. The idea unsettled me, but we did not have a choice. Lucian would be furious if we allowed people to die while he was out of it. The last time he ended a life, he… The gloves he wore were a prime example he
Sensual Confinement Tyrith
I opened my eyes to an unknown ceiling. The halo glow from the neon light of the rectangular bulb peered down on the bed. I shifted, freezing when my body ached. Bits and pieces of memory returned. Lucian and I on the bed. Us on the floor. In the bathroom. The kitchen area. We did nothing but ate, slept, and have sex. I sat up to find Lucian perched at the end of the bed. “Ryder will be here shortly.” His voice low and dangerous. The same tone he used with me back in college. “You should be showered and clothed by then.” I hated that tone. It was the note he used when I pissed him off. So, we slept together. What was so wrong in helping him through his rut? He should be thanking me. Fucking bastard! I gripped the duvet. “I don’t have any clothes.” The ones I wore were God knows where. Lucian rose to his feet. “There are clothes in the closet. Wear that until you get home.” With that, he walked out of the room, dismissing me. Not even a backward glance. And we were back to bein
Sensual Confinement Lucian
Ryder slid beside Axel. He stiffened and scooted away from him. A wild reaction. The two had a bond since college that nothing could break. Ryder’s scent relaxed Axel. Ryder used that to his advantage, keeping Axel close. But somehow for the past week, their usual interaction has strained. Axel kept Ryder at arm’s length. And by the deep frown on Ryder’s face, it was a matter of time before he snapped. Ruder had a tendency to be rash when it came to Axel. He liked the idea of Axel being dependent on him. No matter how Axel behaved, their relationship has always been ruled by Ryder. How they met. The direction their friendship went. Up until today, I doubt he told Axel how he planned every single detail of their relationship. Even if Axel found out, he wouldn’t stay mad for long. Ryder had that disgusting personality that seeped under one’s skin and changed their minds. I hated him for it. He could make his worst enemy his best friend in minutes. Whatever Ryder did this time, Axel di
Sensual Confinement Tyrith
A burning sensation danced across my chest. I forced back a cough. The makeup artist seemed oblivious to the excess makeup power swirling in the air. She brushed away at the creases of my nose. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying her torture would end. This entire interview got on my nerves. If it were not for the people who rallied behind me, I would have said ‘fuck it’ a long time ago. I perked up at the voice of the television producer. A cue to the makeup artist and thank heavens she stepped back. More grateful of the producer, I opened my eyes and forced a smile. She observed her handy work. “You have amazing skin. I am almost envious of how good it looks.” I tried to keep my smile in tact. “Thanks. It must be because I'm an omega.” This was my second time doing an interview here and she said the same thing the first time. Her familiar chortle floated between us. “Darling, I am an omega, and I don’t have flawless skin like yours. I guess it must be a supreme dominant thing. The
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