"You want me," Essek echoes with a knowing sneer, confirming exactly the answer he expected. "Yes, I can smell how very true that is."
The scent of his alpha's growing arousal is heady, intoxicating, and Essek has to pretend not to be affected by it, though he is certain his own must be equally evident. He is already so wet he can feel the dampness of his smallclothes.
"So far I have been convinced that you would make a decent pet, at least. But I am measuring your worth as a spouse, and as my alpha." From the derision in his tone, he makes it clear that he still finds Percy wanting in those categories. "You said that you would need a strong hand, yet I barely had to tug and you knelt." A brow arches. "Are you so easy because I have been strict with your pleasure recently? You hope that if you promise to be a good dog I'll loosen your leash and reward you with my cunt?"
The pointed toe of Essek's boot, dangling just beside Percival's knee, nudges against it.
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The scent of his alpha's growing arousal is heady, intoxicating, and Essek has to pretend not to be affected by it, though he is certain his own must be equally evident. He is already so wet he can feel the dampness of his smallclothes.
"So far I have been convinced that you would make a decent pet, at least. But I am measuring your worth as a spouse, and as my alpha." From the derision in his tone, he makes it clear that he still finds Percy wanting in those categories. "You said that you would need a strong hand, yet I barely had to tug and you knelt." A brow arches. "Are you so easy because I have been strict with your pleasure recently? You hope that if you promise to be a good dog I'll loosen your leash and reward you with my cunt?"
The pointed toe of Essek's boot, dangling just beside Percival's knee, nudges against it.
"Spread your legs. Show me how hard you are."