Cerena’s Perspective

Of course it had been Jim, the maintenance worker, who was causing an issue. Cerena had gotten a call from reception for a disruption, and saw Jim standing in front of Kiri. Cerena felt her hair start to bristle upon seeing the man who had vexed her so much lately.

He wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary in terms of looks, in fact, he was probably a bit average. There was something about him though that checked her boxes. The way he moved, how big he seemed, and that smell. No matter how much time passed, it was the smell that seemed to drive her crazy.

It was an unmistakable scent of a male, but stronger than she had experienced before. It drew her to him in a way she couldn’t describe. When she had seen him last, he was with that slime woman he had begun to sponsor. The thought of their previous encounter made Cerena remember what that seductive slime had said in her ear.

“Careful, puppy. This one here would ruin you for anyone else. Stop barking, and maybe I’ll let you find out.”

The pure lust in the slime woman’s voice and the knowing look she gave Cerena left no doubt in the hellhound’s mind that she was not lying. Only a male worth a damn would give off a scent like that.

Cerena was shocked when Jim saw her and brightly came up to hug her. His scent filled her canine brain, and she felt the saliva pool in her mouth. He asked for help, and every fiber of her being screamed to please him. It felt like he could control her just by smell alone.

In the elevator, Cerena couldn’t stand it any more. Once Jim had displayed his arousal her instincts took control. Hellhounds were vicious monsters who typically captured and dominated men they took as mates. It had further shocked and aroused her to find that this human with the intoxicating smell was able to overpower her. The authority in his gruff voice made her shudder with desire. He had hesitated to mate, but eventually gave in to her demands. The way he stretched and filled her had made her tongue hang out of her mouth.

The way he took her was rough and violent in the way that matched her hellhound preferences. For them, submission was an important part of their social relationships. Hellhounds mated for life, and social hierarchy was essential. It was rare for the hellhounds themselves to be the submissive ones in the partnership just based on personality and physical ability compared to humans, but when they did it was as if their brains were rewired.

Jim was stronger, and when he commanded her as he took her it caused Cerena to imprint immediately. She hadn’t anticipated being the one in submission, but she no longer cared. Jim had carved himself into her body and mind as her mate and master. Once he had expended his seed deep within her while biting on her neck she knew there would never be anyone else.

When they had finished, Cerena’s legs had lost strength. Even as she was submitting, her strong male demanded more from her as was his right. Her body and mind desired to obey him. It felt good as if her brain released chemicals everytime.

Even when he left her disheveled in the elevator, she felt full and whole. She had intimidated and threatened Jim into fucking her initially. He had almost treated it as an obligation. Now, she had another issue; how to convince him to keep doing it.