It takes way too long to realize what just happened. That I just—that we barely even—and my knot is still swollen in my jeans, uncomfortable and obvious.
Oh god.
"I'm sorry." The words tumble out as soon as I can speak. "I'm so sorry. I didn't—that wasn't—two minutes—and my knot—I'm sorry?—"
"Hey." She's pulling back, and I can't look at her. Still breathing hard, still trembling. "Seth, look at me."
"I can't." My face is on fire. Everything is burning. "I just—we barely—and I only lasted?—"
"Seth." Her fingers under my chin, gentle but insistent. "Look at me."
I force myself to meet her eyes, bracing for disappointment.
But her expression is soft. Satisfied. Pupils still blown wide, a flush on her cheeks, breathing hard.
"Do you know how hot that was?" she says.
I blink. "What?"
"I'm serious." She's practically glowing. "I came, Seth. You made me come. In a truck. From grinding. That was—" She laughs breathlessly. "That was incredible."
"But I only lasted two minutes?—"
"And I came in less than that." Her scent is thick with satisfaction. "Pre-heat makes everything more intense. And you—" She touches my face. "You were exactly what I needed. Honest and desperate and so into me you couldn't hold back. Your knot started swelling and I just—" She breaks off, flushed. "That was really hot."
"I—what—but I still only lasted two minutes?—"
"So did I." She strokes my jaw. "Seth, we both came. Fast. Because we wanted each other that badly. How is that not amazing?"
"You're really okay with this?"
"I'm better than okay." She kisses me softly, still breathless. "I just came in your truck, Seth. I'm very okay with this."
"Are you okay?" I ask quietly. "You're shaking."
"Everything feels really intense right now. Your scent is everywhere and I don't want to leave this truck." Her voice is muffled against my neck. "God, listen to me. I sound insane."
"You sound like you're going into heat. It's okay."
"My heat's coming soon," she says. "I can feel it. Another few days, maybe. Everything's too much. This is my life now. Just walking around feeling like I'm going to crawl out of my skin. Super fun."
"We'll be ready. All three of us. Together."
"Promise?"
"Promise." I press a kiss to her temple. "You won't go through it alone."
She lifts her head to look at me. "Even though you're terrified?"
"Especially because I'm terrified." I manage a weak smile. "Means it matters."
She touches my face gently. "You're going to be amazing. Even if we both come in two minutes again."
"Bea—"
"What? I'm just saying, the bar is set at mutual orgasms. That's actually pretty good for a first time."
"We should head back," she says reluctantly. "Before my family sends out a search party. And you probably need to change before—" She glances down, biting her lip.
