Page 7 of Mink Hijinks
I pull out a chair from the table and wave for him to take it. “When was the last time you ate a full meal?”
Pax looks up at me, but doesn’t exactly meet my gaze. “PHS kills my appetite. Besides this, I haven’t really eaten in two days. And you’re probably right about my Heat officially hitting tonight. I should probably hole up in the bathroom or the closet or something and stuff a towel at the bottom of the door so you don’t have to scent me.”
“You’re absolutely not doing any of that. Relax and I’ll make us some real food for dinner. Then you can find where you think you’ll be comfortable and I’ll get out of your way for however long your Heat lasts. But like I said. I can’t get humans pregnant, so if you need a real knot, I’m happy to help.”
Pax swallows the last of his loaf. “Let’s just… see what happens? But we might need a safe word or something. I get incredibly needy in Heat. I will beg and it’s so embarrassing.” He goes red and I want to caress his cheek, but keep my hands to myself.
“Don’t be embarrassed. What would the safe word be for?”
“So you know if it’s me or the Heat talking. If I’m coherent enough to say the word, you know it’s full consent.” Pax refuses to look at me still.
“Perfect. What would you like that word to be?”
“Pumpkin.”
“Pumpkin it is.” I tap my hand to the table before I turn to rummage through the fridge for the ingredients I bought.
PAX
Aaron is so nice. And he’s a great cook along with baker, but I hate that he was right about my heat.
“Darlin’, you look like shit. How about you go take a shower and get settled?”
“That’s a good idea.” I stumble up from the table.
I have to catch myself on the doorframe of the bathroom, where there’s a nice big shower. It’s big enough for four people if you ask me, but I don’t care. I strip off my clothes and get the water temperature I want. Luke warm. I don’t need anymore heat right now. I sink into the shower seat and face the shower head in front of me while one rains down from above and the other hits my back. It’s amazing. I could sit in here for my entire Heat and fuck myself silly on my knotting dildo. If only I knew, I wouldn’t beg.
I squeeze my eyes shut. As nice as Aaron is, why did there have to be a mix up? Why is there a sexy Alpha sharingmycabin when I need privacy the most? I hate being around Alphas when I’m in Heat. They make me feel so… defeated. As if I’m only my Omega status because of how my body reacts. It’s why I’d rather be alone every time my Heat comes around. That way, no Alpha can see how pathetic I get.
The water feels too warm now, and I dial it down on the cold scale a little bit, hoping for some relief. A sigh escapes my lips when the icy water hits me. First from above, then my back, and finally my face.
I should have brought my dildo in with me, but I was distracted with the need to cool down. I’m grateful Aaron fed me. His pumpkin loaf is what my pumpkin loving heart loves and I could eat it for every meal.
But I’m not an Omega that needs an Alpha. No, every Alpha I’ve met has told me I’m not what they want.
Except for Aaron.
He’s been nothing but nice to me, plus he’s flirted with me.Hethinks I’m attractive. I think.
I let the water cascade over me, soaking in the cold until I can’t feel it anymore.
“Pax? You okay in there?” Aaron asks through the door. “Anything I can help you with?”
I push to my feet and turn off the water. “I’m fine. Thanks.” I swipe a hand through my hair, then grab the towel hanging from the door.
I have the towel around my waist by the time I open the door. Aaron’s there. His eyes go wide as they sweep down my body. Usually, I’d feel gross about it, but there’s something about Aaron that I trust.
“Sorry,” he starts. “I was getting worried. You’d been in there for an hour and a half.”
I blink water from my eyes. “Really? It felt shorter than that. But the shower helped a lot.”
Aaron nods, but there’s worry etched in his brows. “Are you okay?”
I bob my head. “Just…” I take a deep breath. “Nervous about being around an Alpha right now.” My lips feel dry, but I refrain from licking them.
“I won’t touch you without your permission. I’ll shift and go play in the woods for days if I need to. But I hate the idea of you being alone. If you’ll allow me, I’d like to check in on you every couple of hours. Bring you food and water to make sure you’re staying hydrated and nourished. Heat takes a lot out of someone.”
“You’re too good to be true,” I say.
