Page 29 of Hybrid Hearts


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He’s probably using it on himself, rather than me, but I still get a little thrill from it.

“Yes, Alpha,” I murmur, making his eyes flash.

When he takes my hand, his grip is tight.

We walk at a quick pace that actually causes the kind of friction in my panties that will absolutely make me come if it doesn’t stop. I fight to catch my breath when I notice, and I know my arousal scent must be driving Danny mad. My panties are getting wetter. The denim cut-offs aren’t the best for hiding it when I’m really turned on. My heat can make me soak through panties in minutes, and then my thighs start to glisten, which drives my mates crazy and makes me never want to wear anything else.

I feel it when my legs get slick, and Danny’s deep groan makes it obvious he’s noticed too.

We still have a few minutes worth of walking to get to the apartment, and every step gets me dangerously closer to coming, which willreallymake a mess of my legs and make it overly obvious to every passing shifter that I’m in heat.

I gasp in a breath when Danny stops walking and lets go of my hand and lifts me into his arms.

“Oh, thank fuck,” I mumble, wrapping my arms around his neck and breathing through my mouth to avoid being further turned on by my Alpha’s scent.

“What made you this wet?” he asks quietly.

“You,” I tell him.

He closes his eyes briefly before he starts walking faster.

My clit is still throbbing madly, my stomach full of butterflies as anticipation of what’s going to happen the moment we set foot inside the apartment starts to fill me up.

The couple of minutes it takes to get us there stretch out so badly I can barely handle it.

The second he gets the door open and sets me down, I jump back up, wrapping my legs around his middle and my arms around his neck. The door shuts with a bang as he bumps back into it, and I come with a loud gasp the second I rock against the bulge in his pants.

He pulls me into a kiss while I’m reeling from my climax, his arms closing tightly around me.

I still for a few seconds before I start to rock again, to rub my scent all over him while his dick is hard and trapped inside his pants. One of his hands moves to my ass and forces me to press a little harder against him. I feel myself squirt in my already soaked panties.

He breaks the kiss and groans lightly before he starts to walk us deeper into the apartment.

We’re not going to make his bedroom. We’re too far gone, too desperate.

He sets me down next to the couch, and I rush to unbutton my cut-offs.

His eyes work me over as he strips out of his uniform.

“Those shorts really don’t contain your heat,” he murmurs.

I slip out of them. “Are you going to order me to stop wearing them?”

“Fuck no,” he says, shaking his head.

Of course not, he loves it as much as Mace and Nix do when I get incredibly wet for them.

My dresses don’t have the same effect. The skirts are too long. My thighs are covered.

“Then what are you going to order me to do?” I ask, making it clear that I want his commands.

He stops what he’s doing. His shirt is off, showing his well-defined, muscular arms and washboard stomach. Make my pussy drool some more, why don’t you? Damn. My Alpha is hot.

“Sing for me,” he orders, putting the full weight of his command over me behind it.

I gape at him, the mark he gave me beginning to throb while I’m expected to comply and I’m not.

“Um, what?” I ask, not believing him.

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