I clasped my hands in front of me, a stabbing pain hitting my core. This whole argument had me more stressed than I cared for. “I’ll keep that in mind, Anil. Take care.”
He tilted his head back, nostrils flaring. He pressed his lips tightly together, shaking his head. “Goodbye, Billie.”
I dropped my shoulders, leaning against the medical counter for support. I was feeling a little nauseous. Great.
“You think he’s behind the attacks?” Ty asked, staring angrily at the door.
Sweat pooled at my hairline, and my legs felt rubbery. “He seemed upset, but he could be acting. Hey, I feel like stinky poop.”
Ty appeared in front of me, hand on my head again. “You are perfuming strong again, beautiful. And you are burning up.”
“Seeing men argue over me just might be my kink. That, or I’m still in heat.”
It was really both.
I needed to get home, pronto. I was still in a damn heat.
CHAPTER22
TY
Billie still had a bit to learn about being an omega, but we never wanted to force her into anything. I knew she was only in a pause from her heat, but she was stubborn, and she wouldn’t hear it from anyone that she was not ready to be out. I knew she had patients who desperately needed her and that there was a healer and doctor shortage, but some things had to wait.
I cursed as I slowed down at an upcoming red light on our way home. We lived a little farther from her job than her apartment, but we weren’t that far from home now.
She placed a hand on my thigh and slowly moved it up. Between her scent and her touch, I was already hard. If she moved her hand up any more, there was going to be a problem. “Do you want me to crash this car, beautiful?”
She giggled. I loved hearing her laugh. It mellowed me. “You were so tough back at the hospital,” she said in a breathy voice.
I glanced quickly at her. She gazed up at me with glazed-over eyes, biting her lip. Yup, she was definitely back into the thick of her heat. “Is that what you prefer?”
“No, I prefer you as you are. With apparently a hint of badass.”
I chuckled, she was still getting to know me, but I wasn’t all soft. However, compared to the others, I guess she would see me as the most sensitive, and that would be correct.
She shot her hand up and began to slowly massage my crotch, almost causing me to swerve the car. “Billie,” I said through clenched teeth.
She continued her rubbing, leaning closer in my direction. Despite my words, I spread my legs, my thighs tensing.
“Was that your warning voice?” she asked in a playful tone.
The whole car was thick with her scent, and I was having a very hard time concentrating as her ministrations elicited pre-ejaculate from me. “Did you not hear what I said before? I want to get us home in one piece,” I said, voice strained from trying to focus while fighting the need to pull to the side and take her in the back seat.
She actually growled in frustration and withdrew her hand.
“Don’t growl at me. Or do you want me to punish you when we get home?”
She wiggled in her seat, fully facing me with an excited look on her face. “What would that entail, exactly?”
“It would definitely entail me spanking you. Maybe even biting you. I can only imagine how sweet you must taste.”
She raised a brow, and her smile widened. I guess she would be fine with that. I grew harder just thinking about sinking my teeth into her lovely neck.
“What else would you do?” she asked
“And then I would fuck you so hard you’d pass out.”
She gasped. “Mr. Asare, language. And I can’t wait.”
