“Ugh, I don’t care at this point. I’m just so tired!” I complained.
Larken leaned his head on my shoulder. “Same. I could sleep right here, but I need to get us both something to drink.”
Hiroshi picked up my hand and pinched it. He looked into my eyes and sent some healing light through me. Then he did the same to Larken.
“Nope. This won’t do. You’re both dehydrated. I’m going to get James to bring over some IV fluids for you while I heal the tear you have, Dalton. Lark, you’re going to have to show me your dick.” He laughed, his cheerful demeanor breaking the tension. “Bet you’re all chafed.”
“And they call you a professional,” Larken half-heartedly teased. I could feel through the bond just how much he wanted to sleep.
The knot went down and Larken slid from my body. “Yikes, you should have called me earlier.” Hiroshi stepped closer to me. “I’m going to have to touch you closer to the injury to heal it correctly. My power wants to do all the things, I just need to focus it. Is it alright to touch you there?”
I nodded my consent.
“Larken, can I heal your mate?”
“Please.” Larken picked me up and set me beside him. I didn’t know where he got the strength, I was so exhausted, sitting upright was a battle.
A warm, tingly sensation went through my ass, and even inside me. It was so soothing, I couldn’t help the sigh that escaped me.
“My dick next, please.” Larken winced as his cock tried to harden again. There couldn’t be another wave already.
Done with me, Hiroshi went to Larken. Again, he asked both of us for consent before touching Larken. I felt my mate’s relief through the bond.
James knocked as he entered with a case of medical supplies. “Let’s get you both fixed up.”
I fought with my body for the next hour as James and Hiroshi both worked to get fluids and potions into our poor bodies. We had both lost weight. They helped us eat the food Chase dropped off while we waited for the fluids to do their thing.
“What you both really need is for this heat to break so you can get a decent night’s sleep.” James worried at a loose thread on the sleeve of his scrubs. “Do you think we made a mistake using two potions?”
“We all knew going in it was a risk,” I said, unwilling to make Larken feel bad. He hadn’t chosen to use potions on both of us.
Blazing heat burned beneath my skin. I cried out at the sudden emptiness I felt.
“That’s our cue to leave. If this doesn’t end tonight, we’ll have to intervene again.” James helped Hiroshi remove our IVs and pack up. They left as Larken rubbed his hands over my skin, cooling the fire with every touch.
“Let’s go to bed.”
I was grateful James had thought to clean up a little. The sheets were fresh with an absorbent pad laid on the top. Think of a puppy pad, but designed for omegas in heat. So practical!
Feeling so much better aside from the ache inside me, I brought my mouth to Larken’s, kissing him deeply as he laid me down on the pad. I put all I was feeling into the kiss. My gratitude it was him with me. How secure I felt despite the situation I was in. He had my back, always. I knew with him by my side, we’d weather any storm.
I reached for his healed cock, finding the tip wet with precum. I smeared it down his length and jacked him as he stretched me on his fingers.
When he slid inside me soon after, I was slick and ready for him.
We moved together, kissing and sharing air, barely a sliver of space between us. I gripped his shoulders as his pace increased, his thrusts growing wilder.
I came with a loud moan before he did, feeling finally sated.
Larken twisted us so he was under me and we slept for a long time.
A few hours of sleep worked wonders. I felt good for the next wave and then the last one in the middle of the night. I even texted everyone and let them know my heat had finally broken. Then I passed out for about a day, content in my mate’s arms.
Well, That Worked
Dalton
Post heat recovery took a couple of days. We were told to rest at home and had our pets returned to us. Chase kind of moved in for a time so he could help us around the house. Super useful because we weren’t fit to do anything. We had him cleaning, cooking, and taking care of Spice and Priscilla, who were a tad more clingy than usual.