Wesley made his way to Rebekah's Brothel at her request when she called to tell him she found some new escorts she wanted him to photograph for her website. He knew fhat Rebekah had impeccable taste but the moment he stepped into the brothel he was met with the most intoxicating scent he had ever smelled in over a thousand years since he was turned. It drew him in like a moth to a flame. Rebekah introduced the beautiful man who owned such an intoxicating scent as Quincy, one of her new recruits. Wesley was speechless as he introduced himself. "Hello Quincy, I'm Wesley."
Wes circles the sirens before standing in front of him. "Strip and kneel like a good little whore" he growls, his dominant side coming out. He was going to have fun claiming his mate as his own. "Such a beautiful whore"







