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“Hey, are you alright?” Sterling’s voice was gentle for once. He moved closer, and the scent of his citrus became so strong it took my breath away.
“Fuck, she’s in heat. Call the others,” he growled.
Once he confirmed it, it immediately amped up as if he’d given my body permission to go haywire.
“Please.” The ache grew stronger until I couldn’t ignore it anymore. I was writhing on the bed, my hand sliding between my legs to gain some relief.
“Bailey, what do you want us to do?” he asked, and my chest tightened. Sterling, of all people, was making sure that this was what I wanted. He might be a dick, but at least he was a dick with morals.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t his morals I cared about right now. I wanted, no,needed, his knot.
“Help me through it,” I begged. “Something isn’t right. I’ve never felt like this.”
Another wave of heat slammed into me, and slick pooled between my thighs. This time, Sterling’s groans joined mine, and he started to rip off his clothes.
“Bailey, I’m here too,” Hayes soothed. He’d moved next to my head and was stroking my hair away from my face. I looked over with hazy eyes and smiled at the calm on his face. It was reassuring to know that he wasn’t panicking.
This would be fine… right?
It was hard to hold on to that hope when each new pulse of heat left me breathless with pain. I’d ridden heats out alone or suppressed them completely, so I knew this kind of reaction shouldn’t be possible.
There was no lead up, no nesting, nothing.
“Triggered,” I said out loud. “Something triggered this. How did they get to me? What did they do to me?” The deeper I fell into the haze, the more it felt like some kind of drug-induced dream.
God, I hated how paranoid I sounded, but after two attacks, I wasn’t ruling anything out.
They froze at my words and looked at each other. Hayes was the first to speak.
“That cleaning service was coming in at the same time we were leaving with her,” he told Sterling. “You don’t think…”
“You’ve got cameras, don’t you?” Sterling demanded, sounding unhinged and desperate. “I can’t. I need her. You figure out if we stopped a kidnapping or not.”
My body seemed to agree with him. Instead of waiting, I pulled the alpha toward me until he was on his back on the bed. I knew that he had let me guide him, but I didn’t care. I climbed on top of him, pressing my mouth to his.
“Look, no begging, alpha,” I snarked as I rubbed my face along his neck and chest, marking myself with his scent.
It seemed to ground me enough that my mind remained relatively clear through the next wave of heat. It felt a bit less like I was losing my mind, but I was no less ruled by the insane need for my alpha’s knot.
“I’ll be the one to beg. Take my knot, omega,” he pleaded as I shifted my hips on top of him, teasing his thick cock without taking him quite yet.
Sterling’s hands roamed my body, skimming over my skin and tweaking my nipples. As far gone as I already was, I knew this wasn’t going to be one of those long drawn-out heats. There would be no reveling in each other. I was desperate, and we’d be lucky to survive.
“Fuck,” I whimpered as another round hit me. I moved over Sterling’s cock, lining him up then sinking down on top. He was almost too much on a good day, but today it felt like heaven. The stretch was perfect, easing the ache and replacing it with new sensations.
His knot was already swelling, pushing against the walls of my pussy. Fire started to brew in my veins, ensuring I was constantly on the edge. I had no patience to wait for my body to adjust. My hands braced on his chest as I rode him shamelessly.
His body knew what I needed, and his knot swelled until I couldn’t lift myself off of him anymore. I resorted to swirling my hips, grinding my clit down with each shift of my body.
Sterling’s hands were wrapped around the bed frame above his head as if he were afraid to touch me. From the feral look in his eyes, I had a feeling that he was fighting to not hurt me.
What the fuck? Was this heat affecting him that intensely?
I’d never seen an alpha go into an actual rut, so this was something I’d never experienced. If an alpha claimed it happened, they were charged with assault. It was now seen as a lack of self-control more than a natural response.
But right now, I was staring down an alpha who was full of hunger and barely holding on to any semblance of control.
The twisted part of me wondered what would happen if he truly let go.
