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Kit starts driving away, and I'm already so close to finishing. August holds my hips steady while he uses his own to slam up into me, working out his aggression from being on edge so long himself. We don’t try and talk, because there’s nothing to be said right now. Our bodies are doing all of the communicating, every bump the car goes over driving us higher.

When the seal on my lips breaks, I scream exactly as loud as I imagined I would. The sound scrapes along my throat, and even though the tension my body was harboring dissipates somewhat, it’s quickly replaced by something much, much stronger.

“Fuuuuck. Not a fluke then. You're definitely going into heat, Calai.”

August feels amazing, but I know that he can't make this growing ache go away. My body is demanding a knot. I can just feel it.

But my heart still wants August. I feel unstable, and I can't stop the tears. I force my body down onto August's over and over, gripping onto his neck tightly. I bury my face so no one can see, working him until I feel him spasm and empty himself inside me. It offers a measure of relief, but I can't make my hips stop moving. In this moment, I’m determined that he's all I need. I won't make him feel lesser just because my biology is demanding a different sort of anatomy.

He holds me while I continue to ride him, even as my thighs grow sore and tired from the repetitive motion. I climax again, but I feel myself clenching around August with frustration.

It’s futile.

What if he doesn't want me because his body can't ease me during this heat? What if he leaves while I'm out of my mind on sex because he feels like he's on the outside again?

Collapsing against his chest, I keep my face pressed against his neck, hoping that breathing in his scent will soothe me.

When I stop moving, he wraps his arms around me tightly, recreating that tightly rolled up feeling I needed before I understood anything. My nervous system decides to give me a break from the pain, allowing me to pull more air into my lungs.

He doesn’t miss a thing. While one hand rests securely on my side, holding me to him, the other is wiping my face dry. He’s tapping me lightly, trying to get me to look up at him. But I can’t. Not yet. I shake my head, refusing to talk about it. I’m just way too emotional right now.

A body scoots closer to us, then Colter reaches out a hand and places it on my back. It’s not fair that his scent alone almost sends me into another frenzy, but I can’t let go of August.

“I’m not sure what’s upsetting you right now pet, but whatever it is, let us fix it.”

He doesn’t try and pull me off of August, but my knees lock on his hips firmer anyways. I won’t be moved right now.

I can feel the smooth motion of the tires underneath us as they roll over the pavement on the better paved highway, taking us closer and closer to home. An intense heat hits me, leaving me scrambling for the window. August helps me to open it, anticipating my need.

“It’s getting worse back there, isn’t it?” I hear James’ voice, but I can’t really acknowledge it. I feel like I’m in my own world right now, flames surrounding me. Even though August is still inside me, my body is demanding more. I look to Colter, irrationally afraid that leaving August will do irreparable damage to us. I don’t even know where this is coming from, because I know that August knows exactly what happens when an omega goes into heat. He knows he’s not going to be able do much more than soothe me and care for me; and he’s already promised himself to me, so I know in some part of my brain, that this won’t do anything at all.

I’m quickly finding out that betas are the caregivers of the pack. I was told this by one of the guys, but I’m understanding it better now. August takes my face with his hands and kisses me again, then forces me to see what he wants to tell me.

“I can feel your body pulling at mine, and I know I can’t help you right now. I did my part, I eased you into this. I got to hold you. Now it’s their turn. It's OK, go to him. Please. I’m right here, I won’t go anywhere. I promise.”

“Is that what you’re scared of omega? That if you need us, you don’t need him? He’s already ours. That won’t change, no matter what you need right now.”

And oh, how I need it. A sharper pain hits my abdomen, making me lunge for Colter. I'm not sure he ever zipped his pants back up, so when he puts me in the same position I was in, with the now deflated August, he slides right inside me. This time, when he thrusts up and his knot starts to inflate, that pressure I’ve needed so bad makes the red haze around me turn to a calmer blue color.

I start to feel pleasure instead of pain, and I’m desperate for anything he can give me.

Colter lets out a deep groan, his hands gripping my hips. “Is that what my omega needed? To have my knot fill you up?”

“Gods, yes! Oh, it feels so good. How does every time with any of you always feel like the first?”

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