Page 46 of Dodging Bullets

What I hadn’t really expected was her dragging me into her nest and making me help set it all up. All the research I’d ever read told me that even when there were two Omegas in a Pack, nesting was an intensely personal experience.

But not for Polly. She’d dragged me and my armful of soft furnishings into the small room and pushed me into the middle of the low bed, then nested around me. It was like I was becoming part of her safe place, especially when she would come over and rub her body over mine, scenting me and herself. She’d grind herself down on my dick, until it took every ounce of willpower I had not to flip her over and fuck her senseless.

Soon enough, though, she’d break the fevered kisses and go back to setting up her nest. I realized she was creating a safe place for both of us, and my chest clenched. It was so easy to fall in love with this little Omega.

When she lay next to me and whimpered softly, I gathered her up into my arms. I just wanted to soothe every hurt, every clench of pain. Stroking her back, I made soft noises in my chest. “I know,” I crooned. “For a little bit, it will feel like your body is trying to turn itself inside out through your ovaries, but your Alphas will give you their knots. You’ll feel better than you ever have in your life.”

She rubbed her sweet little body against mine, making me grit my teeth. “I hurtnow, August,” she whined, so pitifully that I was helpless to resist the words that sprang from my mouth.

“Want me to ease you a little? It’ll stave off the cramps for a little while.”

She nodded furiously, but then cocked her head at me. “Ease me?”

My own dick was leaking at an alarming rate just from her pheromones, and if I didn’t also go into heat this week, it would be nothing short of a miracle. “I’ll make you come, so your heat will ease a little.” Her eyes hooded, and I growled in my chest like I was the Alpha here.

“I’d like that,” she whispered. “I’d really like to have sex with you, August. And it’s not just the heat talking either. You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”

Any semblance of control I had disappeared in an instant. I rolled on top of her, caging her between my forearms before dropping down to kiss her. I made out with her, a desperation I hadn’t felt since I was a horny teen driving my mouth to plunder hers, my tongue twisting and sliding, my body wedged between her thighs.

She arched up, chasing the friction of her core against a pair of soft sweats Rio had lent me when it was obvious my dick was being choked in the meatlocker of my Levi’s. I could feel my slick leaking through my boxer shorts, dampening the front of the sweats. I was going to have to wash these before I returned them.

She was shoving against her soft pajama shorts, and I wanted to tear them off with my bare hands. Was this fever what Alphas felt during their Omegas heats? This complete loss of any higher reasoning? I just wanted to be buried deep in her body as soon as possible, and all the reasons to wait had escaped me completely.

She finally managed to wriggle them off, then her dripping pussy was sliding up and over my abs. Continuing to whine, she shoved at the waistband of my sweats. “August,” she panted. “Please. I need someone inside me.” Shaking her head, she spun on my stomach until her back was to me and she was bending forwards, pushing her ass in my face and my sweats down my thighs.

Oh fuck.The sweet scent of her slick made me feel high, and I groaned. “Take what you need, Omega,” I choked out, warning my dick to hold it together. Not to blow on her before she’d even taken us in. My brain was screaming about foreplay, about connection, but my little Omega knew what she wanted and it was to take my cock, place it against her entrance and slide down it with an excruciatingly slow pace.

Holy fucking goddess.“Polly, fuck, you feel so good that I’m going to…” I came inside her, painting her inner walls and filling her up. She shuddered around me, her own orgasm spurred on by mine, but I didn’t soften at all. The joy of being a male Omega. Holding her hips, I fucked up into her, watching intently where her core stretched around my cock, cum leaking out with each thrust.

I was going to need dental care with the amount of force I was grinding my teeth to prevent myself from coming again. I was dying, but it was the only way I ever wanted to go. I levered myself up, wrapping an arm around her waist, restricting her movement but hitting new places inside her.

Fuck.I played with her clit, and then she was coming again and I was barrelling right after her. My lock thickened inside her, swelling and holding me tight inside her entrance.

“Fuck, Polly. Fuck,” I breathed, and she finally slumped back against me. My arms and abs felt like jello, so without taking my cock from her, I rolled us both to the side in her nest.

She was breathing heavily, her body lax in my arms. “That was…” She waved her hands like words were too hard to summon. I agreed with a grunt and maybe a tiny thrust inside her. The primal part of my brain liked the fact that my release was trapped, soaking into her womb.

By the time my lock went down, some functional part of my brain caught up with me, and I slowly eased myself from her body. “Come on, beautiful. Let’s get you cleaned up.” I stroked my fingers through the mess I’d made and tried not to just thrust myself back in again. “There’ll be plenty of time to be dirty later.”

Polly’s nest had lower ceilings than the other rooms, so when I picked her up, she had to hold onto me like a baby koala.

She giggled as she wrapped her legs around my waist, and I tried not to die of lust as my own release smeared across my abs. That shouldn’t be so fucking attractive. I was basically a barbarian.

Her suite had an attached bathroom, for which I was eternally grateful, because if I’d had to walk ten more steps with her wrapped around me like that, I would have pressed her against the wall and fucked her again.

I was surprised someone had run a bath, and I held her close with one hand while I checked the temperature with the other. It was perfect for her overheated skin. She was definitely having a heat spike, if she wasn’t going into full-blown heat. I thought I’d have about fifteen minutes before she was climbing back out of this bath and begging for release.

She sank into the water with a contented sigh. “Do you ever feel like fate just owes you one?” she whispered softly to me. “I didn’t even believe in the concept of fate until I got here. I thought my life was at the whims of some vengeful gods who had an unfortunate love triangle millenia ago. But I was reading a book that Max bought me, about sexy vampires.” She smirked, and I fell in love.

Maybe it was the pheromones or the elation of what we’d just done fucking with my emotions or whatever. But that tiny smirk, the way her head was tipped back in the water as her body was lax, while she smelled so good, it was like a match to the powderkeg of emotions inside me that I was barely holding back.

Dumbstruck, I said nothing, and she continued completely oblivious to the fact she now held my heart in her dainty hands. “Anyway, these vampires had fated mates. So I Googled the idea of fate, about how the world seems to maneuver us until we end up at that one moment where everything just falls into place. Someone on the world wide web called it the ‘invisible string theory’. I kind of like that idea.”

Kneeling beside the tub, I brushed the hair from her forehead, as she floated there happily. “I like that idea too.” Because it certainly felt that I’d been waiting for this moment for so damn long. She was the string, drawing us all together.

She yawned, her eyes closing. “I feel so tired, like my limbs are made of stone.”

I stood up, climbing into the large bath behind her. Resting her against my chest, I twined my fingers in hers and rested them on the soft curve of her stomach. “It’s your body trying to conserve energy for the heat. Rest, beautiful. I’ll hold you safe until you wake up.”

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