Page 12 of My Omega's Miracle

My cock grew increasingly hard, and I thrashed. I moaned while the hands roved over my body, stroking just near my cock but never touching it. My balls ached with need.

“Noel.”

It was Garrick’s voice in my ear. Then it was Garrick’s body covering my own, his hands exploring my body like he might find treasure there.

I moaned against his touch and bucked my hips. I wanted the friction of his skin against mine. The scent of slick filled the air. My hole was ready for him. For my alpha.

“Alpha,” I moaned.

“Oh Noel, you’re going to be the death of me.” Garrick’s voice sounded tortured and distant. I wanted him closer.

“Garrick?” Suddenly I was awake, sitting upright and wide-eyed. This was no dream.

Cold air hit my skin, but it did nothing to alleviate the heat.

I was naked. Somehow, I had gotten rid of my boxers while I thrashed, and my blankets were nowhere to be found. I was laid bare in front of the alpha who had starred in my heat-induced dreams.

“Garrick?” I whispered.

He put a hand over his eyes. “Noel. I’m sorry. I came up here because you were crying out. I … I didn’t realize you were in heat. I—I’ll go. I can stay outside until your heat passes.”

Heat… I’d never had a heat before. I knew it could be unpleasant without an alpha to spend it with. And it could last over a week. That would mean Garrick would be outside that whole time.

He was a gentleman. He would do it. He would sacrifice himself, put himself at the mercy of the elements for my comfort and safety.

I couldn’t let him. Not just because I didn’t want him outside in this weather but also because… I wanted him. I wanted to spend my heat with him more than anything. It wasn’t just because he was the closest alpha around. I’d choose him in a sea of alphas.

“Stay,” I said. I put my hand on his and urged him closer to me. His hand remained over his eyes, ever the gentleman. “Stay, Garrick.”

He groaned. “I want to. More than anything, Noel. I want to stay and spend your heat with you. But if we do, there are risks. There are considerations.”

“You have condoms. They were in with some of the food that was packed.”

“Fucking Troy.”

“Who’s Troy?”

“My ex-best friend, that’s who. He probably thought it would be funny. He thinks I should get laid.”

“Now is your chance,” I said, shocked at my own brazenness.

Garrick dropped his hand from his face. His gaze turned heated. The room was lit up only from the moonlight that came through the windows, but I could see his face.

“This wouldn’t be scratching an itch, darling. If I share your heat with you, I’ll worship your body in ways that you can’t even imagine. I’ll fill you so good you’ll forget what it ever felt like not to have my cock stuffed in you.”

The heat in the room kicked up a notch. “I want that,” I said.

“Have you ever been with anyone, Noel?”

I shook my head.

Garrick’s jaw tensed, and I was certain he would say no and turn me away.

“If we spend my heat together, it will be done quicker. You can’t survive outside in this weather, and leaving me alone will just make the heat last longer.”

“Noel. You cannot think of my comfort in this situation. This has to be your choice, for you. I will be fine. I am a strong wolf. I can live in my shifted form through a snowstorm. You can’t do this just because of me.”

“I’m not. I want this. I want you, Garrick. I want you to take my heat. Please.”

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