Page 69 of His Master

“I don’t know,” I said, grabbing the front of my shirt and tugging it a few times to get some air to my strangely overheated body. “I could go for some ice cream right about now.”

Victor laughed.

A few blocks later, after I’d turned up the AC and wriggled out of my suit jacket, Victor growled, almost involuntarily.

“You’re going into heat,” he said, his voice deeper and his nostrils flared.

“Impossible,” I panted, fanning myself with the car’s manual, which I’d found in the glove compartment. “I went through heat two months ago. It’ll be another four months before I’m anywhere close.”

“It wasn’t a question,” Victor said, his voice unbelievably sexy for some reason. “You’re in heat, possible or not.”

“But I?—”

I breathed in suddenly, my senses suddenly overwhelmed by Victor’s scent. When had it gotten so strong?

More than that, a gush of slick leaked from me, causing me to clench my ass to stop from soaking my trousers and my parents’ car.

“Oh, God. I’m going into heat!” I gasped, bracing my hands against the dashboard like we were about to crash. “It has to be the bond.”

That happened sometimes. It was possible for an omega to go into heat if they bonded with an alpha outside of heat. It wasn’t always a full heat, since the omega’s body wasn’t necessarily ready for it, but it was definitely heat. I wondered if I’d actually been feeling tell-tale signs that I’d dismissed because of the timing and everything going on with Victory Holdings.

“What are we going to do?” I panicked.

Victor drew in a breath. I could feel his reaction to my heat more and more with each moment, which only worked me up even more. “We’ll go to my place,” he said, taking charge.

That only melted me even more. “Yes, Master,” I said, panting in anticipation of what it would feel like to have my master take me through heat with all the raw power he had over me.

I could barely keep it together as Victor made a turn and changed directions to take us out to the beach and his condo. I had enough sense to text my parents with a brief explanation of what was going on. My papa replied for us not to worry about the car, they had another one, and that I should have fun and enjoy my first bonded heat.

By the time we reached Victor’s place, parked the car, and rushed up to his apartment, I was so hot and horny that I just wanted to be naked and skewered by Victor’s cock.

“It’s never felt this strong before, I said, frantically loosening my tie and working through the buttons of my shirt moments after we stepped into his house. “I don’t even know what to do.”

“Stop,” Victor said, setting the car keys on the dining table that was part of the open plan of his apartment.

I froze where I was, half undressed, panting. The direct order from my master wasn’t as easy to follow as I wanted it to be.

At least until Victor opened the briefcase he’d just barely remembered to take from the board room and pulled out my collar and restraints. I’d been wondering what happened to them after we changed for the big board meeting. Obviously, I couldn’t wear them into a situation like that.

Victor had them now, and when he brought them over to where I was shifting anxiously from one leg to another as slick oozed from my hole, I nearly cried in relief.

“Finish undressing,” Victor ordered me as he held the collar in one hand and the ankle and wrist restraints in the other.

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,” I said, grateful that I had such a strong and confident alpha not only take me through my heat but to take me through my life.

Victor’s face remained the implacable one of a stern master, but I felt nothing but affection, pride, and deep, deep lust radiating from him.

As soon as I stood completely naked before him, slick already shining on my thighs, Victor breathed in deeply through his nose, taking in my scent, then said, “Give me your hands.”

I held my shaking hands out to him at once. He fastened the wrist restraints in place, then my collar, then crouched to do the ankle restraints. As soon as I felt their tough leather around my skin, I felt better. I didn’t have to worry about this surprise heat or anything else. My master would have me do what he wished. That was all I had to think about.

Except for one thing.

“Victor?” I asked in a small voice once Victor stood and started unbuttoning his suit jacket.

He paused, knowing whatever I needed was serious. “Yes, love?”

I swallowed hard, knowing that what I was about to say was a much bigger deal than it might have seemed on the surface, but that it needed to be said now.

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