Page 5 of Their Alpha

I pulled into my parking space between the garage and the house and cut the engine with an impatient huff. I could feel slick seeping out of my hole even now just thinking about Artemis’s cock. I didn’t like it. The only sexy thoughts I should be having should be for my husband. What Gid and I shared in bed was hot and passionate and deeply satisfying.

Except it wasn’t entirely satisfying. I might have been a weak omega, but I was still an omega. I craved alpha cum as much as the next guy, but usually just when I was in heat.

I made an irritated sound as I got out of the car and slammed its door behind me. The energy pulsing through me made me stomp my way to the kitchen door instead of just walking. The itchy feeling had sunk deeper than my skin. It now felt like my entire reproductive system was burning and irritating. Maybe I just needed some cream or something.

Or maybe I needed an actual alpha to take me throughmy next heat instead of trying to get by with the Heat Lightning system. Maybe Artemis would?—

No. Not going there.

“Sweetheart? Are you working?” I called out as I tossed the keys on the kitchen counter, then walked through to the den, which we’d converted into Gideon’s office.

Sure enough, Gid was exactly where I’d imagined he would be, at his desk, typing like mad while staring at his computer with single-minded focus.

“Gid?”

Gideon gasped and jerked straight, a look of pure panic in his eyes for a second. I hated every time he had that instinctive fear reaction to me entering the room.

“Fletcher!” He breathed a sigh of relief and joy a moment later and pushed back from the computer. “You’re home!”

“Yeah, baby, I’m home,” I said. I opened my arms wide as Gid slipped away from his desk and raced to me.

Gid was far and away the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen. He had sunny, curly blond hair and greenish-blue eyes, and his features were as sweet and pleasing as an angel. He was wearing the loose, white linen trousers he liked and a pale blue shirt that I liked to call his poofy shirt. All that and the way he moved with impeccable grace made him look like an absolute sylph.

That was his problem, really. He was like alpha catnip. Even I could feel the deep need to submit that radiated from him. The intensity of his affection as he threw himself into my arms and hugged me stirred everything inside of me, and I was another omega. I’d seen alphas nearly lose their shit over him before.

He’d been far too easy forthat alphato abuse all those years ago, before we’d met. I’d only seenhimonce from adistance, but I would hate that man until my dying day for the way he used and tortured my Gideon.

“I’m home, sweetheart,” I said, leaning in to kiss Gideon with all the possessiveness I could muster.

Gid melted into me, kissing me back with passion. I wrapped my arms around his lithe body and stroked one hand down to the pert mound of his ass. His body was warm, and the way he pushed himself into me, pressing his half-hard cock against my hip was all the sign I needed that his heat was very close.

“Did you do okay without me?” I asked, breaking our kiss but still holding onto him.

Gideon nodded with the innocence of a child. He wasn’t a child, though. He was nearly twenty-five, just a couple years younger than me. And despite his terror of alphas, he wasn’t innocent.

Again, that was his problem. His libido could be off the hook sometimes, especially this close to heat.

“I got a lot of work done,” he said, half turning to his computer but still clinging to me. “Three more chapters and I think I should have book five ofThe Inner Light Academyfinished.”

“What does your editor say about that?” I asked walking over to one of the den’s recliners so I could sit with him in my lap.

“She says that anything I write inThe Inner Light Academyworld is going to be a mega-hit, and that I can expect to earn another million dollars before the end of the year,” Gid replied with a gently gloating smile.

“Good job, baby,” I said, cradling him on my lap and getting handsy as I did. “I’m so proud of you.”

I kissed Gid possessively as he wrapped his arms around my neck and shoulders. I really was ridiculously proud ofmy husband. He’d been traumatized, he was anxious about leaving the house, and he still woke screaming in the night sometimes, but he had a gift, and he’d not only made that gift into a career, he’d become famous for it.

Famous under a pen name, of course. The world loved YA author Tristian Freehold. Hardly anybody knew that was actually Gideon. Even his editor and agent spoke to him as Tristan, despite the fact that Gideon Battersea was the name on all the legal documents.

“Tell me about this book,” I said, stroking his side and forcing myself to resist the temptation to stroke his cock. I wanted him to go into heat so we could get it over with, but I wanted more time alone with my husband when he was horny first. “The last thing you told me was that they found out the dragon stole the sword and they were all about to set off for Chaos Mountain to get it back.”

“They’re at the foot of Chaos Mountain now and Aurora is having a moment of doubt,” Gideon said in a rush, then continued with, “But that’s not what I want to talk about. How did your meeting go? Did you find someone suitable?”

Guilt hit me fast and hard before I could control it. It was a ridiculous emotion. Why should I feel guilty about doing the exact thing Gideon needed me to do to help him?

“Yeah, I think I did,” I said with a smile, stroking the side of my beloved’s face.

Gideon tensed up a little. “Is he…will he be alright with…the chair?”

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