You in Autumn

Something caused Pakchee Nontaphat to encounter a strange alpha amidst the beautiful autumn of Italy. “May I ask if you prefer tea or coffee while you wait, sir…?” Pakchee suddenly realized they hadn’t exchanged a single word and didn’t even know each other’s names. Yet, when his gaze met the other’s, those sharp amber eyes—warm just moments ago—flashed silver and hardened into a fierce, intimidating glare. The muscular chest heaving heavily caught Pakchee’s wide eyes and stilled breath. The man was entering his rut! The situation made Pakchee suddenly aware that he had opened his door, inviting a stranger inside without a second thought. He felt a natural discharge flooding from within, wetting him so much it soaked his underwear. It dripped down freely, staining the space between his legs. His breath grew shallow and uneven as the mating urge grew stronger, gradually overtaking his fading reason. He was starting to go into heat too.