21. First Heat

First Heat

Dalton

" A re you sure you should be going into the office today? You look a little pale. Should I check your temperature?" Larken fussed, even though he was still off work, injured.

I would not snap at my mate. I would not… Was it hot out? Outside, there were flurries of snow. Okay, just me then.

"I'm fine, Lark. Rest up while I do a couple of hours at work." I denied anything was wrong, determined to get some work done before my heat hit.

"Dal—"

"Nope. Going to work. I'll see you at lunchtime, okay?" I said, firmly.

"Right." He looked skeptical.

Honestly? So was I. My temperature was up, and according to the calendar, I was right on schedule for my first heat. I had to work, though. There was just too much to do and Chase would ruin my neatly organized desk if I didn't get it done.

It was so stupid to be going into the office feeling like I did. I just couldn't stay still. So I figured working would keep my focus on something for more than five minutes. I knew myself, I would feel guilty if I stayed home until my heat really got going.

"A couple of hours, then I'll be back, okay?"

This time, Larken just nodded. He was on leave from his enforcer duties, and since we knew my heat was definitely on the way, Hiroshi and Tate had asked him to stay with me.

I wanted to go to him for a kiss. For a hug. Yet the feeling of being unwelcome stopped me in my tracks. It irritated Larken that I was putting my job above my health and safety. A feeling I understood because I'd yelled at him for doing something similar. I wasn't putting my life at risk, though. All that would happen was I would be deeply uncomfortable for a while. When it got to be too much, I would come home.

Somehow I knew that when I returned, probably suffering from my first heat, Larken would be there to make it all better. I trusted him to take care of me. Sure, he was annoyed now, but later he would be all doting sweetness. I was so grateful to have him.

Without saying anything else, I left the house. The short walk to the mansion cooled me down. There was a dusting of early snow on the grass, but the pathways were free from ice. We didn't use salt with the high population of wolf shifters in the pack. Instead, the elves used magic to clear the walkways, keeping them safe.

Chase's eyes widened when he found me sitting at my desk. Axel wouldn't be in until much later, if he even came in at all. He was avoiding me now that his pregnancy was showing. Ridiculous man.

"Should you even be here?" Chase asked with a weirdly constipated look on his face.

"It's not catching. Relax. I'm going to get some of this," I motioned to the paperwork in front of me, "in order, then head out. I'll be fine for a few hours."

Famous last words.

While I might have tried to work, literally nothing got finished. I would pick up a task, work steadily for maybe ten minutes, then flit to something else. I was worse than Chase!

"Please, Dalton, go home!" Chase begged as he refilled my water bottle for the second time.

"I'll just— "

"Fine. Be stubborn." He turned and stalked to his desk, slamming the door behind him.

For another hour, I moved things around my desk and sweated. My cheeks were flushed and I felt slick down below. There was a hollowness I'd never experienced before. An ache to be filled.

All I wanted was Larken.

Taking another sip of water, desperately trying to soothe my parched throat, I closed down my laptop. This was just stupid. Nothing was getting done. I'd pissed off both my mate and my boss. Chase was mainly upset because he didn't like seeing me uncomfortable, and I was.

A bead of sweat dripped off my nose and landed on the freshly printed document I'd barely read.

"Okay, that's enough!" Larken strode into the room and took my arm. My chair spun until I was sitting looking up at him, feeling slightly dazed. When had he gotten here?

Larken bent and hoisted me onto his shoulder.

"Put me down! You're hurt!" I protested. That earned me a swat to the ass.

"I'm more hurt my stubborn mate didn't want to spend the morning in bed with me and made me come get him for his first heat," Larken ground out as he marched through the house.

"Thank you!" Chase yelled after us .

People laughed as they watched me be carried like a sack of potatoes all the way home.

Even though I protested the treatment and worried about him hurting himself further, it was kind of hot to be manhandled in such a way.

I hadn't even thought all that much about our size differences. Larken was just Larken to me. He was built bigger, like most alphas were. He stood over six feet to my five-eight. Probably six-three. He had wide shoulders and a trim waist, accentuated by all the training he did. His thighs though, damn they were a work of art! I loved being between them and stroking my hands over the muscles there as I sucked on his cock. The boy never missed leg day, that's for sure.

Okay, I really wanted to get my mouth on him. I was practically salivating at the thought of my lips being stretched around him. Would he knot my mouth? That would be so hot.

Oh, wow, I was warm!

Empty. I was so empty. I needed Lark to fuck me. After he fucked me, then I'd suck him. I nodded to myself, agreeing to my new plan.

My clothes were stifling me even though I hadn't grabbed my coat. I tried to take off my vest while hanging limply upside down. I was not that coordinated .

"Hold on," Lark chided. His stern voice gave me shivers. He was so sexy! I couldn't wait to have him inside me. I wanted him to breed me.

Lark laughed. "Oh, I'll breed you alright. All day and night."

He pushed the door open, but didn't pause until he was tossing me on the bed.

"Strip," he ordered. He vanished briefly. I assumed he was locking the door and making sure our pets had everything they needed.

I looked around the room. The comforter was turned down on the bed. The sheets were different. There was a basket of snacks, bottles of water and some potion bottles on the dresser.

At least someone had been productive while I was at work.

Larken returned and frowned. "Dimples, I'm pretty sure I told you to strip. Why are you wearing clothes?"

Under his burning gaze, I stripped. Each inch of skin I unveiled made his fingers twitch, like he was holding back from grabbing me and just taking what he wanted.

Naked, I waited, hard, leaking slick and ready for him.

His clothes joined mine on the floor and really showed me just how my alpha wanted me. His cock was hard, the tip wet with precome .

"You smell delicious like this. I wonder how you taste," his voice was gravelly with desire.

He grabbed my ankle, pulled, then flipped me.

The move, so powerful and controlled, had me dizzy with desire. My alpha was strong. He would take care of me.

In a sweet move, he kissed the sole of my foot before kissing his way up my leg. He pushed my thighs apart and licked over my taint to my wet hole.

Larken groaned as he took his first taste of my slick. "Damn, that's sweet, just like you, Dal."

My mind took itself on vacation as I became a mess of sensations as Larken ate me out like he was starving. All I could think about was how good his tongue felt. His dick would be better, right?

Omegas had it so good! All the slick, the extra nerve endings down there. Oh goddess, what was he doing with his tongue? I was going to die before he fucked me.

He chuckled. "Not before I knot you."

Apparently, I was speaking all my thoughts out loud.

"You… better… fuck… oh fuck!"

A finger pressed inside me and twisted.

"Ah!" I yelled. "Please!"

So long into our relationship, I knew the feeling of my mate's body almost as well as my own. His weight pressed down on me and I felt the familiar stretch of his rock hard length pushing inside me.

I sighed with relief. Finally, my alpha's cock inside me where he belonged.

Then he moved. With each pulse of his hips I wanted to sob.

"So good!" I cried. There were actual tears. I'd never imagined it would feel this good. "More!"

Over and over he thrust inside me, filling the room with the sounds of slapping skin and grunts.

The heat, which had banked while Larken pleasured me, spiked as I felt that need for a knot. His cock was great, each time he thrust inside me he was hitting my prostate, but soon it just wasn't enough. I needed his come, his knot, and the stretch it would bring.

Larken's pace quickened as his orgasm neared. He reached for my neglected cock to stroke it. Just the barest touch of his fingers made me shudder and come over the sheets.

"Oh, fuck!" Lark groaned with pleasure as his knot swelled, and finally he came inside me.

"I hope we make a baby," was my last conscious thought.

Over about forty-eight hours—we had to time it, for science—we had sex dozens of times. There were peaks and lulls as the heatwaves came and went.

Larken was a devoted partner. He shoved water and snacks at me whenever he could. One time he had me bent over the bed but still had the presence of mind to chuck me a granola bar for my breakfast.

We used all the hot water when we mistimed a wave and got caught at a high point in the shower. Larken had been washing me carefully. He wanted to use a salve on my poor abused asshole, but I had doubled over with a cramp, then gone to my knees in need for cock.

When it was clear sucking him wasn't enough to give me relief, Larken pinned me to the tiled shower wall and railed me until I cried with joy.

If we didn't get pregnant this time, then I was going to enjoy a second heat with my mate for sure. We learned so much about what I could take now that I was an omega.

There was a point where I was probably at the highest peak of my heat. Larken had already knotted me and hadn't recovered enough to knot me again when the wave hit again. I was wailing with need. None of the toys I had were doing the job.

So Larken fisted me, he had his whole hand in there, until I came in his mouth.

The hormones were blissful as I felt my heat waning. I'd read they were supposed to help bond an alpha and omega, which was kind of sweet, really.

We made love then. Slow, sweet, with lots of kisses and gentle touches. It did something to my heart I wasn't ready to examine.

All I knew was I had been lucky my first heat was with Larken.