“Your Majesty?” His eyes blew wide open, and he glared at me. “We’re back to that now, are we? What happened to Little Omega or my mate?” He smirked, then bit his bottom lip, and the mark he’d left on my neck itched. Oh shit, that’s what I’dcalled him, wasn’t it? In the throes of passion, as my instincts had taken over, all common sense had gone out the window.
“That was… I didn’t…” I held out the piece of bread between us.
Seb shrugged. “It was only heat talk. I get it. We have no control over our bodies or our mouths.”
“Yeah. Heat talk,” I agreed, although a sudden wistfulness coursed through me. Focusing back on the food, I attempted a smile. “You need to eat. Before the next wave hits.”
“I do. We both do. The next one will be even stronger.” Leaning in, I felt Seb’s hot breath on my chin. “Feed your omega, Alpha. Then feed yourself. You’ll need it.” Then he winked before closing his lips around the piece of bread. Holy shit. My cock stirred back to life. Grabbing a slice of ham and a chunk of bread, I quickly stuffed them into my mouth, and Seb laughed. I swallowed, then reached for some grapes, and, picking them off the stem, one by one, I fed them to him. Juice trickled down Seb’s chin as he munched happily on the fruit, his lips shiny, his eyelids puffy with tiredness. He was so beautiful. Everything about him was. It was almost like some divine power had reached into my soul, read my mind, and created the perfect man for me.
“Oh, gods,” Seb smacked his lips. “Did food always taste this good?”
“Never,” I blurted, then popped a grape into my mouth.
Seb laughed again. Then he reached out and brushed his fingers through my bangs. “You’re cute.” His voice was filled with wonder. Then he frowned. “I always thought alphas were scary and… dangerous. But there’s nothing frightening about you, Gus. You’re…” He shook his head, then reached for a chunk of cheese and held it to my lips.
“What?”
“Soft. Gentle. Kind.” His green eyes darkened, his nostrils flaring. “Hot.”
I felt a blush creep along my cheeks, then down my neck. Hot? I sure felt hot right now, but I knew that wasn’t what he’d meant. Instead, something made me spill my darkest secret to him. “I don’t feel dangerous. I know that I am. To you. Or at least I could be if it weren’t for the magic. But I don’t feel it. Deep inside, I know I could never hurt you, Seb.”And I’d never let anyone else hurt you either.Somehow, I knew that I would protect Seb with everything that I was, until my dying breath. Not because he was my king but because he was my omega.
“Maybe he was wrong, then,” I thought I heard Seb mumble.
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Eat, Alpha. Then I think we can just squeeze in a bath before the next wave hits.”
“A bath?”
“Yes, I feel crusty, musty, and dusty.” He wrinkled his nose. “I can smell myself, and not in a good way.”
“I think you smell just fine.” I did. I thought he smelled better than the honey bread Lord Willoughby’s cook made for Christmas, and that was just about the best smell in the world.
“I think you’re biased,” Seb snorted.
“Biased?” I had no clue what that meant.
“Yes. Like your instincts tell you to like everything about me during a heat.”
“Oh.” He was probably right, but somehow it felt like I would always like everything about Seb, regardless of whether he was in heat.
“So, a bath it is!”
“We can’t go to the lake like this!” I took in Seb’s naked form, my marks on him, dried cum clinging to his skin.
“Not the lake, you silly alpha,” he chuckled. “I have a tub, remember? Well, I have several, but we’ll only need one.”
“Oh, right.” My possessive inner beast settled down at the thought of Seb leaving this room as long as he was in heat.
“Now eat, Gus.” He ruffled my hair, then leaned in like he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes in anticipation. I’d never been kissed before. What would it feel like? His soft lips against mine, his slender fingers buried in my hair, tugging at the strands. But none of that happened. Instead, I felt him brush up against me as he left the bed.
“Where are you going?” My eyes flew open. Then I sighed with relief as I saw him reach for the carafe of juice.
“Just thirsty. You must be too.” I nodded and then accepted the glass he held out toward me.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
