Chapter 23: Pheromones
Eliàn;
His tail tightens around my waist, and before I can scream, I’m yanked upward. Legs dangling, and breath knocked from my lungs as he pulls me inches from his face.
"Your weapon’s gone now. Tell me, Elian. What next?"
I gasp when he pulls me closer and his smirk deepens.
"What are you going to do now, little viper?" He teases and I gulp.
Fear swallows me whole as I stare at him with my heart beating in my ears.
What sort of situation is this?? And how do I even get out of it?
"Z... Zephan..." I begin but he cuts me off.
"We’re on first-name level already?" He speaks with a bit of hissy undertones, and I gulp in fear.
"F... forgive me. Alpha Zephan, please..." I whimper hopelessly and he pulls back. He watches me for a second and then he sighs.
"Listen here, little viper..." He begins, and an odd scent begins to flood my nostrils.
It smells good... no... it smells weird... but a good kind of weird?
What is this sudden... scent?
I take a deep breath to understand what I’m smelling and I see Zephan’s smile deepen.
"You’re so clueless..." He whispers, and I eye him.
What is he... ugh...
Why am I suddenly feeling so... light?
"Maybe you truly are a virgin... you’re quite dense... but then again, that naivety might be the exact reason someone may have taken advantage of you." He says as he slowly sets me down, and I sway a bit.
Goodness.
Why am I suddenly feeling funny?
"Is it... is it just me or is it hot in here?"
My clothes suddenly feel very uncomfortable.
I look down at my shirt and cock my head in confusion.
"Why are you suddenly itchy?" I slur, and I raise a brow.
Why did... Why did I say that out loud?
"Elián?" Zephan suddenly calls, and I snap my head up at him.
I stagger at the swift movement, and my jaw drops when I see him.
"Wow... there’s... why’s there two of you?"
I question in bewilderment as I realise that I’m seeing double of everything.
What is going on??
It... it started with that weird scent, and it’s still wrapped tightly around my head.
"What is that smell?" I whisper as I stagger and take hold of the bedside drawer behind me for support, and he snickers.
"Pheromones. My pheromones, Elián." He replies and I look up at him with a raised brow.
Huh?
"How clueless must you be to forget such a simple rule? If you’re not willing to get intimate, never inhale the pheromones of a horny Alpha." He says as he slithers closer to me, and I blink sluggishly at him.
"But I don’t... I don’t want to get intimate..." I reply before putting a hand to my head, but Zephan moves closer to me.
The scent is stronger now, and it feels like my whole body is heating up.
"You don’t?" He questions, and I nod sluggishly.
"Your body says otherwise though." He says as he looks down at something.
I follow his gaze and freeze at what I see. An erection. Furious and shamelessly obvious in my pants.
Why... why am I hard right now??
Zephan then moves closer to me. His lips brush against my ear this time and I feel a shudder run through me.
"Strip Elián." He whispers, and I gulp.
"That’s an order from your Alpha."
My heart leaps into my throat. I want to yell at him.
To say no, and tell him off, but my body... my body isn’t listening to me anymore.
Before I can stop them, I feel my hands move to the bands of my pants, and I stare down in horror as I pull off my pants.
I watch it fall to the floor and of course, there are no boxers or briefs here. Just my erect dick pointing right at Zephan.
I feel heat flood my face as I look up at him and shame like I’ve never felt begins to gnaw at me.
I bite my lower lip and press my thumbs together as I look away from him.
"The shirt... get rid of it too."
I swallow as I look back at him with fear and this twisted warmth bubbling inside me.
He takes his thumb to my lip and pulls out my lower lip from between my teeth.
"Don’t look at me like that, little bud... you’ll start things I’m not sure you can finish." He whispers and a shiver runs down my spine as I feel myself melt under his touch.
"I... I feel funny." I rasp, and he smirks at me.
"I’m sorry I had to do this. But you’re so stubborn I know you wouldn’t have let me do it any other way." He says, and my brows cease.
"It will only be a minute." He adds, and before I can say anything, he suddenly scoops me up in his hands and slithers to the bed.
He sits on the bed and places me across his cold tail, tummy flat.
Despite the haze in my mind, it takes just a second for me to realize that my bare butt is up in the air on full display to him.
I try to twist off him in panic, but he holds me put.
"You’re about to slip into temporary heat, your pheromones are all over the place and your naked butt is up in my face. Do you really think now is a good time to provoke me, Elián?"
I freeze at the coldness and subtle threat in his voice and my confusion begins to morph into annoyance, which stars morphing into anger.
Panicked, bubbling anger at myself for not understanding what’s going on. For not understanding it, and still somehow wanting it.
"S... slow down a second..." I croak as I grab the bedsheet tightly.
This is pathetic. My mind is saying one thing... but then... Why then does a perverted side of me want him to do it...?
Is this me... or the pheromones? Now more than being scared about him touching me... I’m more scared of something else...
"Is... Is it going to hurt..." I whimper pathetically, and I shudder when I feel his hands on my bare, exposed skin.
There’s a pause and then he speaks...
"I’ve gone too far. This isn’t right." He mutters, and my brows knot.
Huh??