Page 51 of Primal Claim


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No, not here, not again, no, no, no…

“All right, if there’s nothing else, I think we can call this meeting adjourned.”

Chastity started gathering her papers quickly, trying not to forget anything as she tucked things in the crook of her arm. The sensitivity in her tits was already painful where her arm brushed against the thinly covered globes, and she held back a whimper as she started making her way out of the meeting room to her office.

“Chastity, wait.”

She suppressed a tiny sound as she turned, glancing over her shoulder at her closed office door that still seemed so far away.

Chase drew even with her, and Chastity almost rolled her eyes at the irony. It had been him to catch her the last time she went into heat at work too, though she hadn’t realized what was happening at the time.

This time she was painfully aware of the symptoms that were coming on her like a freight train, and her breath hitched in her throat as Chase looked her over, his eyes wide.

“I just… wanted to make sure that you were okay. You left the meeting pretty quickly.” His voice was suddenly lower, thicker, and Chastity took a step back to try to create some distance between the two of them. Her right shoulder bumped against the wall, and she made a tiny sound as he stepped closer to her, caging her in against the wall.

“Yeah, Chase, I’m… fine. Thank you for asking.” Chastity swallowed hard as Chase’s gaze slid down her body, painfully aware of how hard her nipples were under her blouse. The way he looked at her lit a fire between Chastity’s legs, and she couldn’t stop herself from moaning when one of his hands came up to brush against the exposed skin of her right arm.

“Are you sure? You seem… flushed. Almost excessively so. As if you need someone to cool you off.” His eyes gleamed as he leaned closer to her, the gaze of a predator who had his prey well within range.

“I… yes, I…” His proximity was fogging Chastity’s mind, and despite a tiny part of her brain screaming at her to shove the Alpha away and get into the privacy of her own office where she could try to calm down enough to finish the work day, the musky scent of the man in front of her was invading her nose and making her want to capitulate to anything he said.Anything.

“I know. Poor thing. You look unwell. Almost as if you were…” His eyes were sharp as his hand came up to gently clutch around her throat, pinning her in place against the wall. “Craving something.”

Chastity could feel the hard length of his cock brushing against her hip as he leaned closer to her, inhaling deeply at the join of her neck while his thumb stroked the tender skin under her ear, driving her mad and clouding her judgment even further than her swelling hormones already were. Her pussy clenched between her legs, already slippery and wet as her temperature slowly ticked up, and without underwear to impede, it would be easy for Chase to reach under her skirt and slide his fingers deep inside her, sating the itch that was beginning to build inside of her.

“Chastity. You’re…fuck. Omega.” He pulled back, eyes bright as he looked at her, and suddenly Chastity knew she had to get away. Had to get out of the office, away from the Alphas who worked in her office. The way Chase was looking at her, like a piece of meat… if her heat got any worse before she was home, she wouldn’t have the willpower to resist any Alpha who approached her.

“I have to go. Please tell Meyers that I’m sorry but that I’ll take care of the rest of my work from home.” Before he could respond, Chastity summoned the last of her willpower to shoulder out from under Chase’s grip, tearing away from his touch and smell and presence and blitzing down the hallway to her office. She forced herself inside, gathering her laptop and all the papers she might need to work from home for a few days before hurrying out of the building as quickly as possible. She didn’t run into any more Alphas on the way out of the building, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before word spread of her status.

Fuck, your career is over, Chastity. There’s no way anyone will take you seriously now…

She swallowed hard as she hailed a cab, not trusting herself to take the subway. Plenty to think about later. She just needed to get home where she could bealone.

With Adam.

As she gave the bored-looking cabbie her address and they started to creep through the mid-afternoon traffic, Chastity swallowed hard again. Part of her wanted to pretend that there was nothing wrong, to do everything that she could to hide the symptoms of her heat for as long as possible, but the rational part of her brain knew that would be foolish at best. Devastating at worst. He would smell it the second he walked into the condo, and if he knew that she was being deliberately deceitful…

It would make the spankings that he had given her before look like child’s play, that was for sure.

“Thank you.” Chastity handed a few bills across the partition when the cabbie finally pulled in front of her condo, horrified at how faint and wispy her voice already was. It seemed like the heat symptoms were coming on faster this time, more debilitating than they had been before, and it took longer than Chastity wanted to admit before she could fit her key in the lock of the front door to let herself in. She was painfully aware of the few bystanders walking behind her as she struggled with her key, and anxiety and her heat made it all the more difficult to manage the simple mechanism.

“Fuck…” Closing the front door behind her was a relief, as was stripping out of the snug blouse and skirt that she had worn to the office. Her skirt tangled around her heels as she tried to kick them off, whimpering softly as her thighs brushed against each other. Her skin was already painfully sensitized, and she knew that it was only going to get worse.

Before she knew what she was doing, her phone was in her hand and Adam’s number was being dialed. Every second that she had to wait for the phone to ring was a second of agony, and she couldn’t stop the whimper that spilled from her mouth when he finally answered.

“Chastity, you never call me during the work day. Is everything okay?” His voice was gruff in her ear, and she could hear banging and scraping sounds in the background that irritated her ear where the phone pressed against it. Still, the sound of his voice soothed something deep inside her and she sank down to sit with her back against the steel of the door.

“Sir…” she breathed. Her voice was faint, and for a moment she wasn’t sure if he heard her, but then he made a sound.

“What is it, girl?”

“I…” Chastity whimpered, tempted to reach up and squeeze one of her tits, just to feel the sensitivity. “I need you, sir. When will you be home?” Her mind was getting foggier and foggier by the minute, and it wasn’t going to be long before the power of speech deserted her in favor of whimpers and whines and moans of need and desperation.

“Chastity, are you…” He huffed out a laugh. “It’s time again, isn’t it? Needy slut. It’s your heat.”

“Yes, fuck, please…” A tiny voice at the back of Chastity’s head told her that she should be ashamed of how wantonly she was behaving, but with her nipples aching for Adam’s touch and her pussy slowly getting more and more slick with every passing moment, she couldn’t find it in herself to care. “When…”

A low growl from Adam made Chastity moan softly, and then he said, “I’ll be there soon. Don’t you dare touch that cunt before I get home.”

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