Page 135 of The Omega Princess

I WOKE NOT too long later. It was early morning, because when I got out of bed and pulled aside the curtains on the windows, the light outside was still dim, and the sun was struggling into the sky in the east.

I had thought I would sleep late, but I had probably only slept about four hours at this point. I stood at the foot of the bed, looking at the alphas, all of whom were still asleep on the massive bed, almost all of them curled up with their own blankets, no one snuggling each other, even though both Sinclair and Devlin had been on either side of me. There was still a little spot between them, and I knew I fit right there, and that I could climb right in and snuggle into them, but…

Something was wrong.

It had been a very long time since I’d progressed this far into it. I must not have noticed it last night because I was so tired or something. Or maybe it was the heady scents of Devlin and Sinclair, mingled on either side of me. They’d worked me up, and I’d blamed it on them, not on my own body.

Now, however, with the sun rising, with my body aching and sensitive and very, very warm, I knew exactly what was happening to me.

I was going into heat.

Usually, by this point, I would have taken two sleeping pills. I would have been asleep, dead to the world, waiting for it to pass. I was thinking about doing that now. I thought, if I spoke to Maguire, he would understand and would probably even go and get the sleeping pills for me. Maguire would say I could have what I wanted, and he would make it happen.

So, I was going to wake him up.

Except I was afraid, because Maguire was an alpha, a new alpha, who didn’t really know anything about omegas, and I was afraid about how he’d react to scenting my heat. I had never seen Maguire get out of control, but heat…

Well, I had grown up hearing all kinds of stories about what omegas in heat drove alphas to do. It was touted as a kind of crazy, prolonged sexual madness. It almost always seemed to prompt some kind of insane orgy. There was something called a rut, apparently. Alphas who scented an omega in heat got hard and stayed hard until she was done, for all twenty-four hours if need be.

And if my heat was happening, it also meant that my birth control had failed. I hadn’t much worried about that before, since all the princes had the injection that meant they had chemical vasectomies. But… Maguire… he didn’t have it, did he?

So, if I woke Maguire up, was he going to get me pregnant?

I wasn’t sure how I felt about having a baby right now, but I loved Maguire, and I knew someday I would be happy to get pregnant and have his child. Someday being key there.

If it happened right now, before the royal marriage with Devlin and me had even taken place, before I was bitten by anyone…

I didn’t wake up Maguire.

I squirmed, wandering around the cabin, too antsy and achy and warm to sit down. Eventually, I decided I would go and buy the sleeping pills myself. I put on my clothes and my boots, which took longer than I thought it should have.

It was only that sensations were so intense.

I got stuck for a while, rubbing my foot against the fur on the top of my boots. It felt divine. Without realizing it, I had started moaning.

“Sweetling,” came a deep voice behind.

I gasped and turned around to see that Devlin had climbed across the bed. I was sitting at the foot of the bed, trying to put on my shoes.

He came over and sat down next to me, still in his jeans, shirtless. His hair was mussed. He had stubble growing all over his neck and chin. He looked delectable and he smelled even better.

I put my face into his chest, whimpering. I rubbed my face all over him, like I was a cat or something.

He caught my face, cupped it, and made me look at him. “You smell different, sweetling.”

I wanted to cry.

“And your skin. Shit, you’re burning up, like you have a fever. Are you sick?” Understanding slowly dawned in his eyes. “Oh, sweetling, really?” He gave me a little smile. “You’re in heat.”

I was going to cry. Tears spilled out of my eyes.

He brushed them away. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong, my sweetling?” He searched my gaze, totally focused on me.

“I’m in heat!” I said. “That’s not a good thing.”

He considered, stroking his thumb over my cheekbone. “It’s intense for you, I know, but I can’t deny that I’m a little excited.” He nodded at his crotch. “And not just that way, which I obviously can’t help. But, you know, our bodies are made for this, and you have four of us. It’s going to be fine.”

I bit down hard on my lower lip.

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