12. Oscar

Chapter 12

Oscar

I'd gotten used to wanting Daxton's knot almost twenty-four seven during the few months we'd been together. But lately, the need was growing stronger. It was getting to the point that I almost couldn't function when we weren't having sex. I planned to work in Dax's lab while he was making dinner, but as soon as I walked in the door, he sucked in a deep breath and his eyes snapped up to me. "You're in heat."

"What?" I took stock of how I'd been feeling, and it seemed so obvious. I took a monthly pill to suppress my heat cycle, but they weren't guaranteed. And I had a feeling mates were exempt from the performance guarantee. "You think so?"

"Fuck yeah." He turned off the burners and yanked his shirt over his head as he stalked toward me. "And I know exactly what you need, omega."

"Yes, alpha." I melted into Daxton's arms as soon as they were around me and allowed him to carry me to his bed. Slick was pouring out of me more profusely than usual, and the general discomfort I'd been feeling all day quickly morphed into achy frustration. I couldn't relax and enjoy his mouth on mine or his fingers caressing my back because I just needed more . Squirming against him, I dug my fingers into his biceps and whimpered. "My need for you hurts, Daxton. Help me."

"I've got you, cutie." He lowered me to his bed and efficiently removed all my clothes. We'd started making our strip-downs into a game, teasing slowly over the course of several minutes.

But not this time. This time, we both knew there was no time to waste.

As soon as my cock was free and jutting out toward Daxton, I reached for it and began furiously stroking myself. "Get inside me, alpha. Please."

He chuckled as he dropped his pants to the ground and then pushed my knees all the way to my armpits, so I was spread open for him. "You're so beautiful, omega. First time will be fast, but I promise, we'll go as many times as you need."

"Yes, please," I whispered on an exhale.

Time stood still as I watched him slowly stroke his shaft twice before pushing it through my tight hole without even stretching me out first.

Because I didn't need to be stretched anymore.

My body was made to take Daxton and knew how to mold around him. My skin tingled from head to toe as he slowly pulled out and then thrust back in before increasing his pace—harder and faster than he'd ever taken me before.

It was perfect.

The tension in my body seemed to aggregate into a singular mass of energy until I came around his shaft, releasing load after load between our bodies as a shift seemed to happen within me.

"Fuck, omega." Daxton pounded in short strokes until his balls released too, filling me with a heavy load of warm seed that was locked inside me.

As soon as our bodies were sealed together, the ache within me began to subside. My lungs could finally expand and the warmth emanating from Daxton seeped into my skin. For several minutes, he just held me tight, forming his body around me as my heart slowed down and my breathing evened out. "I'm never taking a heat suppressant again."

Daxton barked out a laugh, resting his head against the crook of my neck. "Yeah, I don't know if I can survive another orgasm like that."

As he said it, his knot shrank and his cock slid out of my body. "I hope you're willing to try because I need your knot again."

My alpha kissed my jaw and then moved along my skin until his lips were on mine, sealing himself to me in a different way. As we slowly explored with our hands and our tongues, he pushed his hard dick inside me again. Taking me with deep and slow strokes, he made me feel like I was completely and totally his.

By the time we were both on our third orgasm, my whole body was aching again, but in a different way. Not with need, but with exhaustion.

I was draped across Daxton's chest as I circled his nipple with my finger. "Is it possible that I'm already in love with you?"

His hand that had been tickling my back flattened out and pressed me tighter against his chest. "I hope so because I'm definitely in love with you."

When our stomachs were rumbling to the point that we couldn't ignore them any longer, we both slipped on some boxers and got up.

Daxton went to the kitchen to finish the dinner he had been preparing, and I went into his lab to work on the mass spectrometer. It was the last thing I needed parts for and I finally had them. Being able to help him do something so important was fulfilling in a way I'd never felt in my actual job. I couldn't wait to tell him it was ready.

When I was finally done and put the device back where he had it placed on his table, I noticed something nonstandard along the neck. There was a nut, almost like a washer, that wasn't on any of the other equipment I worked on. It seemed like it belonged there, and I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I had, I couldn't not see that it was obviously camouflaged to look like a standard piece of equipment.

I ducked down, getting a closer look at it.

"Dinner's ready." Daxton was suddenly behind me, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "What are you looking at?"

"I'm not sure. See right here?" I pointed to the part that looked like it belonged while also being totally out of place.

"Yeah. What about it?"

"It's not standard. I think AIDEN added it."

Daxton's whole body froze behind me, and he sucked in a quick breath. "Like a tracker?"

"I don't know." I unscrewed it from the neck, carefully putting it back together without the foreign piece attached. "But I'm gonna find out."