Is that how he sees me now? A conquest?
“Stop that.”
My gaze snapped up and I found him glaring at me. “Stop what?” I asked.
His eyes glinted. “Thinking I used you to get off.” He shrugged. “Okay so maybe I did. I don’t know. My head was saying no, but my cock was hard and your mouth was sending out all kinds of invitations. If I used you, I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention, I swear.”
“Then what was?” I challenged.
He sat down on the bed beside me, putting his hand on my arm. “I can’t honestly tell you. All I know is I couldn’t get the thought out of my head. Something kept… pulling at me, tugging me, and I couldn’t fight it.”
Shit.
It can’t be.
It wasn’tsupposedto be, that was for damn sure. It should only have worked on another wolf.
“It might be my pheromones,” I admitted.
Kip blinked. “Your what?”
“Someone didn’t pay attention in class,” I teased.
There was that dangerous glint again. “Don’t make me spank you.” His words sent a shiver through me. “What are you talking about?”
“Wolf shifters have pheromones in pretty high concentrations, but they’re only supposed to work on other wolves. An Omega, like me? They’re meant to attract our mate to us.”
“So like Jerome?”
I sneered at him. “He was not and never could be my mate. I might be submissive, but I do have taste. Yes, my body would’ve been bound to him, but he never could have had my heart.”
Because I think that belongs to you.
“Then why would your pheromones affect me?”
I held my hands up. “I don’t know. I mean, it’s just a guess. It’s not like you wanted me to suck you off, right?”
“Dude, if I could get it up again, I’d push it back into your mouth in a heartbeat. That was amazing. Best head ever.”
I dropped my gaze to the floor. “That’s what I mean. You only wanted me because of the pheromones.”
He jumped off the bed, grabbed my arm, and tugged me up beside him. “No, you’re wrong.”
“What do you mean?”
“Someone’s pheromones wouldn’t make a straight man gay. They wouldn’t make me want to kiss you, or fuck your mouth, or plow your ass.”
“What?”He didnotjust say that.
I tried to step back, but he held me close.
“I, Kipper Sampson, want to shove my cock into your ass, wiggle it around, and drop a load inside you. I wanna watch my stuff drip from your hole. I’ve been fantasizing about seeing your expression as I push into you.”
I swallowed, goosebumps erupting all over my arms. “That doesn’t sound very straight.”
“No, it isn’t. Wanna hear something that’llreallyblow your mind? My parents told me they’d always suspected the two of us would get together. They said they saw me leading you even when we were kids. They always saw me as your Dominant, although they didn’t use that word. But I swear, I never thought about another guy like that.”
“See? You’re straight,” I insisted.
