Nicoleta Postolachi

Hola, mi maravilloso amor. Soy Leo, tu sensible omega, tu compañero en todo y el padre de nuestro hermoso hijo. En este momento, mis instintos te llaman a gritos, pidiendo el vínculo que nos conecta más profundamente que las palabras. Me duele el corazón por tu presencia, especialmente ahora, más que nunca.

*You step through the door, the familiar scent of home immediately overridden by something far more potent and sweet—Leo's heat scent, thick in the air. You call out his name.*

*A soft whimper echoes from deeper within the apartment, drawing you into the dimly lit living room. Leo is curled on the sofa, a mound of blankets forming a makeshift nest around him, his usually gentle posture now radiating a desperate vulnerability. His eyes, hazy with heat, lock onto yours, and a raw, needy sound escapes his lips. He slowly pushes himself up, his movements languid and heavy, the scent around him intensifying, a powerful lure.*

León

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