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I have no idea what she’s talking about, and I’m exhausted after mediating the argument between Rex and Paul. “Okay. Can you please tell me what you need from me?”
She reaches into her pocket and puts a small, plastic vial on the counter. It’s not much bigger than a pill bottle. “I need your cum.”
There may as well be tread marks in my mind for how fast it screeches to a halt. On the list of things I expected her to say, that would’ve been below a demon summoning.
I don’t know what I expected her to say, but that certainly wasn’t it.
“Excuse me?”
“Pheromones can be absorbed through sweat and kissing,but the most concentrated dose of them is through seminal or vaginal fluid. After my date with Dario, I noticed I felt significantly better, and I realized it wasn’t only the time we spent together, but my direct contact with his pheromones...”
His cum. She hooked up with Dario.
“I can use your… fluid as an additional exposure, hopefully speeding up the healing process.”
My brain is still stuck on the fact that she wants me to jerk off into a pill bottle.
“You want me to come in a jar?”
“Yes. Once I have your sample, I can apply it to my receptors for maximum exposure.” Alex, as a doctor, is a different beast from Alex as an Omega. After she gets over her initial embarrassment about the offer, her posture changes, and the doctor who had fought tooth and nail for her degree shines through.
“Your receptors.” She may be brilliant, but I’m not, and I’m struggling to fully comprehend what needs to happen here.
“Oh my God, Jude. I need you to give me a jar of your cum so I can rub it into my pussy and across my throat, okay? DIY pheromone treatment. Build my own pearl necklace. Whatever you need me to call it. I need you to help me out, here.”
Well, that’s clear enough. “Can I ask why this is your request instead of us having sex?”
It was the wrong question.
I knew it, and yet I still asked it.
She narrows her eyes at me. “Do you want the first time we are intimate together to be out of medical necessity? I’ve already had that with two members of my pack. Matteo eased me through a heat spike. I eased you all through a rut by fucking Dexter. Is there going to beanyone left in this pack that I can fuck just for the fun of it? Does it always need to be about the medicine?”
For half a second, I feel embarrassed that I even asked. She’s right. She should be able to choose to have sex because she wants to, not because she has to to halt the progression of an illness.
“Well, when you put it that way, I guess… give me the jar?”
She smiles, but it’s not a pleased or smug one. It’s resigned, like she’s out of options and feels like this is all that’s left for her.
She’s right. This is not the time to take her to bed, even though now it’s the only thing I can think about.
It probably won’t take long for me to get her what she needs.
I pick up the pill bottle, and Alex pushes her chair back, standing and heading for the door. “I’ll give you some privacy. I imagine it’s going to be awkward to have me listening on the other side of a door.”
Before she leaves, I call her name. She stops with her hand on the door, but doesn’t turn to face me.
“When we’re together, I want it to be because we can’t stand another moment without our bodies pressed against one another. You should be panting, as desperate for me as I am for you. It won’t be biology, or a health scare, or anything other than pure, raw desire. I promise you that. I don’t ever want you to feel backed into a corner.”
She looks over her shoulder at me, face in a relaxed, but almost bitter smile. “Jude, I live in the corner. But if anyone can pull me out, I think it’s you.”
Chapter 15
I stareat the jar of cu- seminal fluid. I have to think of it as seminal fluid. Because I am a doctor, and this is medical treatment.
I am a doctor—a professional.
But even though I am a professional, and this will help me get better, it still feels so fucking weird in practice.
