“I turned the latch and pushed open the chamber door. Finding him already sitting up. His chest bare and slick with a sheen of sweat. His keen gaze focused on me. Eyes hooded as though he knew something I didn’t.”
I met his look. “I d-d-don’t…know…why am I here?”
“I do.”
“Why?” I queried. Blinking dumbly. All I could think was how badly I wanted him. Craving running my hands over his smooth skin. Stroking down his body and feeling that hard length in my hands. Sensing these were all things he’d want.
“Because when a creature of my kind desires a mating partner, they can emit huge amounts of pheromones that function as a beckoning.”
Beckoning? Summoning? Was that why I’d felt as though my feet were mechanically taking me down the hall.
I felt my foot lifting and carrying me acros
