[Maybe it was her controlled nature or the specifics of her upbringing, but it could be argued that while not invulnerable to any biological push, Audrey was capable of a little more control, and a bit more general self examination. That was how she had managed to survive the first onslaught (which, according to him, was really nothing but a slow drip) but, yeah, she's done this time around. And the most maddening part of it is that she can feel the shift in her body. Her thoughts cloud up to such an extent that she doesn't remember what event had her so pressed. It suddenly isn't important, but every inch of her that can feel some part of him? Oh, that's practically monumental.
Some kind of noise leaves her, a moan or a whine, something that wants more, that makes her hips buck and her ankles lock around him. She isn't thinking logically, and it kind of shows. Every second that she inhales Audrey visibly loses any of her concerns, her stress or her conceptions.]
Alpha - [She doesn't feel right calling him by his name, and there's something a little thrilling, a little right about using the word now.] I want you.
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Some kind of noise leaves her, a moan or a whine, something that wants more, that makes her hips buck and her ankles lock around him. She isn't thinking logically, and it kind of shows. Every second that she inhales Audrey visibly loses any of her concerns, her stress or her conceptions.]
Alpha - [She doesn't feel right calling him by his name, and there's something a little thrilling, a little right about using the word now.] I want you.
[Basically, Masaomi was right.]