Page 22 of Unravel Me

I'm not getting away anyway. Who am I kidding?

My heart is still pounding, but my body has started developing ideas of its own about what's happening to me. I'd once heard that stress could suppress a heat, but apparently that doesn't work on me. At least not right away.

Instead, a strange, stubborn need starts rising inside me.

Something almost absurd.

I lie on my stomach, panting as I stare into the faint green haze hovering above the forest grass in front of me.

Can you run from a creature of the forest?

Let's be honest. How are you supposed to throw off something that's so perfectly in tune with the woods, something that actually lives here? There's no chance.

The only thing I can even try is negotiating with it.

But can you negotiate with nature?

Can you negotiate with a tree?

With flowers? With stones?

I press my cheek against the moss.

Silence settles over the forest.

I stay where I am, letting my breathing finally slow.

Even if he's standing right behind me now, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not going to kill some forest entity. Sure, I'm a tall omega, and I'm in excellent shape, but I don't stand a chance against him.

As I lie there, an odd calm slowly washes over me.

Almost acceptance. I listen to my own body, and it seems completely indifferent to everything happening around me, slipping deeper into its own pulse, focused entirely on its own needs, until a sudden, powerful wave of contractions tears through my passage, making me groan.

I almost want to laugh.

It's actually kind of funny.

I might be about to die…

…and all I can think about is getting fucked.

What the hell?

My cock is hard, and that bizarre need keeps building throughout my entire body, a desperate urge to have just one more orgasm before I die.

Dear Fate. This is turning into a damn black comedy.

I realize what's happening, too. The force of that contraction is a little too intense for preheat.

So, is this it? The first wave of my heat is about to hit?

No… please!

I lie there while silence hovers over the forest. I don't hear those sounds anymore. They've stopped completely. Did he give up? Maybe he lost my trail. After all, I'm lying flat on the ground. He probably expected me to keep running. If I'm lucky, he has moved on…

There’s yet another possibility.

Maybe the entity actually listened to my pleas, perhaps it even heard my AO distress whimpers and decided to mercifully let me go. Could it be benevolent, and when I declared that I was leaving the forest, it gave me a chance to escape?