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That Delton could understand. “I can see that. If he’s your mate, that makes perfect sense. Most mates are fiercely protective and jealous. So, what are you concerned about? At least, I’m assuming you’re worried about something, or you wouldn’t be here.”
Adar slowly raised his head and met Delton’s eyes. “Oliver is still not talking to me. He communicated today through written notes. He can’t do that when he’s in heat. How will I know his boundaries? How can I be certain I will pick up on his signals?”
That was a valid concern, and it spoke volumes about Adar’s character that he had realized this. “That’s very insightful of you, Adar. I commend you for being so proactive about this. I take it you’re here to ask me what to look out for? Like, what signals Oliver could be sending?”
Adar shook his head. “Not exactly.”
And with sickening clarity, Delton realized what Adar was going to ask him. Oh gods, please, no. Please let him be wrong. Fate couldn’t be that cruel to him, not when he’d tried so hard to forget about Adar.
“Will you supervise us? Will you be there for him so you can tell me if you pick up on any unease? I would ask Fallon, but his heat is coming too, and I don’t know who else to approach. I don’t want to hurt my mate. I want him to have a good experience. So, please, will you do this for me? For us?”
Nothing was left of Delton’s heart. In the course of mere minutes, it had been obliterated, ceased to exist, leaving a big, gaping black hole in his chest. Somehow, he was still alive, even though he was dead on the inside, the tiny fragments of his broken heart still beating.
He had to say no. He rarely refused a patient help, especially when his presence could make such a difference, like it would in this case. Delton couldn’t deny that being there would be beneficial to Oliver. Adar was right that in the passion of Oliver’s heat, it would be easy for him to miss cues and signals, so asking Delton for help was an incredibly sweet and kind gesture that proved the depth of Adar’s affection for the dragon omega.
But Delton had to find a way to say no. Supervising Adar as he helped Oliver through his heat would be torture. Watching them have sex again and again and again would constitute emotional and psychological torture that would leave scars inside Delton that might never heal.
On the other hand, maybe he needed to see them together to let go of the notion that Adar was his mate. Maybe if he saw the blossoming love between them, he would finally get the message that enough was enough.
Oh, who was he kidding? Adar was asking him, and Delton would never be able to refuse him anything.
“It would be my honor.”
Lies. It wouldn’t be his honor. It would be his downfall, his heartbreak, his hours and hours of torture. But he would still do it.
His heart was a treacherous asshole.
Chapter Five
Performance anxiety had never been an issue Adar struggled with. Until now.
Over the years, he’d helped multiple omegas through their heats, including several in the pack, like Riordan and Yitro. He’d never had complaints, though he was well aware it hadn’t been his best work either. Sexual chemistry was a fickle beast, and without that, satisfying was as good as it was going to get.
But with Oliver, the bar was much, much higher. Satisfying wouldn’t cut it. Oliver’s experience had to be perfect, which meant Adar’s performance had to be stellar, and lord almighty, that was a lot of pressure to handle.
He’d refrained from jacking off, wanting to be in prime condition when Oliver’s heat started so he at least wouldn’t have to worry about not getting it up. That, too, wasn’t a problem he encountered often, but it had happened once or twice, mostly when he’d been exhausted. Or when it had been too long since he’d had a session with Isam.
It had been eight weeks since he’d been in the club, which was much longer than he would’ve liked had he known he’d be with Oliver. But with his heat coming so soon, Adar hadn’t deemed it smart to sneak away to the city for a quick session. What if Oliver’s heat started earlier than expected, and he needed Adar? Nope. He wasn’t taking that chance.
So he’d abstained from jacking off, hoping that would at least carry him through the first day. After that, they’d have to see. Hopefully, dragon omegas released the same kind of hormones wolf omegas did during their heats, which boosted the alpha’s libido.
Now, all he could do was wait for Oliver’s text. He was doing rounds in the area where the omegas were housed, his phone in hand. Delton was ready as well and would come over as soon as Adar sent him the signal.
He’d checked with Oliver to make sure he’d be okay with Delton being there, and Oliver had once again looked at Adar with tears in his eyes—good tears, Adar was now learning to recognize. He’d do anything to see that look on his angel’s face, though it was heartbreaking to realize how little it took to make Oliver grateful. Even the smallest act of kindness was new to him, and that was a sad, sad truth.
Behind him, a branch snapped, and Adar spun. Wow, he hadn’t even noticed Sivney sneaking up on him, and judging by his quirked eyebrow, the omega had picked up on Adar’s lapse in alertness. “Nothing yet?” he asked.
“Any moment now.” Adar held up his phone. “Just waiting for his text.”
“And you made sure he knows how to text? The dragon omegas are still learning modern technology.”
Adar nodded. “Yitro taught him.”
“Good.”
“Delton is also ready to jump into action,” Adar said.
Sivney frowned. “Delton?”
