5. Riley

Chapter 5

Riley

Being in a hot shower with actual shampoo and conditioner was amazing. If I didn’t feel like my skin was about to peel off my body, I might have really enjoyed it.

But I couldn’t focus on anything other than the intensifying need to have an alpha’s knot inside me. And there was only one alpha in particular that I wanted.

I closed my eyes and wrapped my fist around my cock, pretending it was Blake’s hand and he was stroking me back and forth until he replaced it with his mouth. It was easy to imagine the warmth was from his tongue coating my length, milking my balls with each swirl over my head.

Crouching down, I used my other hand to open up my ass, shoving two fingers in hard and fast as if my alpha were spearing me with his big dick. Having the picture of Blake in my mind made it easier to quickly find release, but that wasn’t nearly enough.

Even after draining every last drop from my balls, I was still mostly hard, and my ass was still extremely empty.

I did my best to cover myself in Blake’s body wash to mask the scent of my arousal, but he would smell right through it. An alpha always recognized the scent of an omega, especially one in heat. If I were really lucky, maybe Blake would eventually take pity on me and fill me with his knot to break my heat. Fuck! I started stroking again, already on the verge of a dry orgasm just from imagining Blake taking an interest in me.

I stayed in the shower longer than anticipated, only turning off the water when it began to run cool. I didn’t want to lose any of my body's warmth, so I wrapped myself in one of Blake’s huge bath sheets and went into the bedroom.

On the bed was a pair of blue flannel pajamas with a cute Christmas teddy bear print all over them. The bears were wearing Santa hats and had big presents in their arms. I absolutely could not imagine Blake wearing anything like this. He was just too…serious.

I lifted up the pants and held them to my waist. They were exactly my size which meant they were at least two sizes too small for a man like Blake. He was tall and broad, thick where a man should be, like he spent a lot of time running and in the gym.

The pajamas felt brand-new as I slipped them on and curled into the velvety soft cotton. There was also a pair of wool socks on the bed, so I put those on and headed out to the kitchen.

Blake was standing at the counter and looked up as soon as I walked in. “Oh, good. They fit.” He carried a mug over and handed it to me.

“Cocoa?”

He cringed. “Sorry, kid. It’s a tea that will help with your heat. The symptoms won’t go away, but by morning, you should be close to halfway done with the worst of it.”

That sounded miserable, but I wasn’t in a position to get picky, so I finished the entire cup in one long drink and almost threw up afterwards because it tasted so bad. “Ugh.”

Blake cringed. “That bad?”

“It’s pretty bad.” I rubbed my stomach and then let my hand pressed down lower. “How long is it gonna take?”

“I don’t know for sure. I would suggest drinking a lot of water, grabbing some snacks, and then hunkering down in bed. I can give you a sleep aid if you’d like. Ideally, you can sleep through the worst of it.” He shrugged and waggled his eyebrows. “Maybe you’ll have some good dreams.”

I felt slick dripping down my legs as I considered being locked in a dream with him. “You’re not making it any easier.”

“Sorry.” He took a step back, putting some space between us. “Would you like some hot chocolate? It won’t take me long to make it.”

That sounded amazing, but I also needed to lie down. He was right about sleeping it off. That was my best chance at getting through the pain that he promised was only just beginning. “No, thank you. I’ll take a glass of water and some crackers, if you have them. But I just need to rest.”

“Of course.” He filled up a glass from the tap and then pulled an unopened box of crackers from his pantry. “You can also take some painkillers. I don’t know if they’ll do much good at this stage, but it won’t hurt to try. They’ve been known to ease some of the aching, if nothing else.”

I accepted everything he handed to me and turned back toward the bedroom. I was almost down the hall before I thought of something else. “Um, Blake. I’ll close the door to lock in my scent, but feel free to come in anytime. I’m not sure I’ll actually be able to sleep, so I’ll appreciate the company.”

Surprisingly, I did pass out quickly. I basically closed my eyes and the warm bed pulled me right under. As soon as I felt the fuzziness in my mind to indicate I was falling asleep, the ache in my body began to change. It was no longer a full-body throbbing but more centrally located in my belly.

Deep, deep in my belly.

And I knew what I needed. My mind filtered from one dream to another, creating scenarios in which Blake claimed to be my alpha mate and pounded me into the mattress. Then the scene changed and we were out in the snow or across his kitchen table. In my dreams, he couldn’t get enough of me.

It was amazing, but I couldn’t be sated until he finally filled me with his knot.

I stroked my dick even faster, hoping it was finally the real thing—the release that would break my heat. “Yes, Blake. Like that.” I woke up moaning loudly into the dark room, waves of hot and cold running through my veins as I sat up in the bed and tried to remember where I was.

Then I heard the voice from my dreams. The voice that made my insides quiver. “Riley, I’m coming in.”