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I was half babbling as I rubbed and soothed myhusband, wishing to God that I could suddenly sprout alpha DNA and be what Gideon needed.

“Fletcher!” he cried out again, pushing out of my arms and twisting on the messy, rumpled covers.

He knelt facing Artemis for a second, the surprise and fear bright in his eyes as he drank in the sight of him. Artemis hadn’t moved from his spot, but his whole body was flushed now, and his muscles flexed with the control it must have taken him not to charge at Artemis and fuck his way all the way up to his womb.

“I’ve got this,” I told both of them, scrambling off the bed. “Stay where you are. Don’t move,” I told Artemis, though he was already doing just that.

There wasn’t time to strap him to the chair again. I wished I could keep myself between Artemis and Gideon, but the Heat Lightning device was on the cabinet behind Artemis. I rushed to grab it, then darted back to Artemis.

“You’re doing a great job,” Artemis said, touching my arm as I fumbled with the device in front of him.

Damn him for praising me when I was at my weakest, and damn that praise for sinking straight into my soul and making me ache with arousal.

“Fletcher?” Gideon called out again.

“Just a second, baby,” I called back to him.

Gideon was still on his knees on the bed, his arms flailing a little, like he didn’t know whether to hug himself to hide his body or whether to fly at me with open arms.

Correction, whether to fly at Artemis with open arms. Artemis was the one who had his attention now.

“Hold on, sweetheart,” I said, then turned and dropped to my knees in front of Artemis.

There wasn’t time to grab a pair of gloves. I didn’t even have lube with me. My brain was short-circuiting, and mybody felt like it was coming apart. My cock stood straight up and slick poured from my hole as I grabbed Artemis’s cock in my free hand.

I don’t know what made me do it, but instead of just plopping the Heat Lightning device in place and pumping Artemis until he filled it, I leaned in and closed my mouth around the head of Artemis’s cock, sucking and slurping for all I was worth. My eyes even rolled back in my head with delight.

Artemis gasped in surprise, then let out the breath in a moan of pleasure. He grabbed a handful of my hair, and as I bobbed deeper and deeper on his massive cock, he thrust to meet my motions. It was so good that I wanted to cry, and weirdly enough, I didn’t gag at all, even though he sunk so deep he cut off my air.

When he started to come down my throat, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. His cum was so good. It was the best thing ever. No wonder Gideon was so hungry for it.

Gideon! I’d almost forgotten about the most important thing in the universe.

Artemis was still coming as I pulled back, sputtering a little, then positioned the Heat Lightning device over the head of his cock. I stroked him to keep his orgasm going, and somehow he managed to fill it until the light went on. He hadn’t been lying when he said he produced a lot of cum.

“I’m coming, baby,” I panted, rocking away from Artemis and stumbling a little as I launched myself toward the bed.

Gideon had already turned around and assumed the omega mating position while I’d been sucking on Artemis’s cock. The thought occurred to me for about half a second that it was notable that Gid felt either comfortable or desperate enough to spread his legs and show Artemis hiswet, pink hole like that. He was moaning even before I reached him and pushed the Heat Lightning device in, and when I pressed the button, he cried out and rocked restlessly as Artemis’s cum filled him.

It was one giant mass of chaos. Gideon started coming without my stroking. My own head was spinning so much that, with the taste of Artemis’s cum still on my lips, I spilled my pitiful, omega seed all over Gideon’s leg. Best, or maybe worst, of all, I could hear Artemis coming again as he watched us. Not only that, as Gideon started to settle into his post-wave bliss, Artemis approached me and spread a handful of his cum down my back and over my leaking ass.

I gasped at the incredible feeling, then thrust into what I could only describe as an aftershock orgasm.

When the whole thing subsided, I left the Heat Lightning device in Gideon, then fell onto the bed, so exhausted I couldn’t even grasp onto a thought. I wasn’t sure I could do this. I couldn’t take my beloved through a heat wave and manage my own wildly swinging thoughts and feelings at the same time. Something was going to give.

CHAPTER FIVE

Gideon

Ihated heat. I hated everything about it, the way it took over my entire body and mind, the way it made me want things that frightened me, and the way it hurt Fletcher so deeply. Fletcher was my knight in shining armor, my heroic dragon prince, like the princes in my favorite fairy tales, and going through something that he couldn’t help me with was agony for both of us.

I woke up sometime late into the night, probably early morning, before the sun had come up, curled against Fletcher in our bed. I’d had five heat waves, at least, I think it was five. Everything started to blend together by the second, most intense day. Fletcher had done an amazing job of helping me with the Heat Lightning system, but as revolutionary as the system was, every cell in my body knew it wasn’t enough.

I sucked in a breath, focusing on the scent of Fletcher’ssalty skin and sweat against my nose and trying to block out everything else. The trouble was, I couldn’t block it out. The scent of freshly mown hay in the early autumn was just too strong to block.

Ironically, that scent reminded me of home. Well, the community I’d grown up in. It reminded me of the good times I’d had with my numerous omega siblings and cousins as we’d worked on harvest crafts while singing hymns or told each other stories—my favorites were always the ones fromThe Captive Omega Princes and Their Secret Dragon Princes—in the garden while the alphas and beta males brought in the harvest. Those had been good times…before everything had shattered when my first heat started.

I breathed sharply and pushed away from Fletcher’s sleeping form, frightened by my memories. It had been years ago, but the alpha my sire had picked out for me still loomed large in my nightmares. I’d entered the heat tent with such hope and expectation. Then I’d endured three days of horrifying torture as I’d been used to satisfy the rut urges of the man who called himself my husband.

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