I pause, turning my head to see if I’m scenting what I think I am. Slamming the door, I stand there, tilting my head back as the warmth rushes through me. The smell itself is slight, as if the wind has traveled miles to bring it to me. My cock awakens, hardening in my pants while my mouth waters for the person this scent belongs to. My eyes shift to crimson, my vision tinting red as hunger grows. Who the fuck is this? I need them.
