It manifested as sweat on Gabriel’s brow and radiated from a place so far inside of him, it might as well have come from his bones. The ache inside lit to a dull roar, like wind blowing over the tops of tall trees, or the sound of a train barreling down thetracks.
Gabriel opened his eyes and heknewit.
Heat.
It had come for himatlast.
Arousal pulsed low in his gut, a creature rising from the depths that could not be pushed back down. Dark and full-bodied, it addled his mind with thoughts of sex, but only one man he wanteditfrom.
Sir.
Everything was disjointed. The heat came on like a fever dream, and it robbed Gabriel of his senses. He rolled onto his side to gaze at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was just before six in the morning. The heat must have come on in the early morning hours, after he’d come again and again remembering Sir’s firm hand and the beautiful thingshe’dsaid.
Gabriel was glad his heat was here. After last night, Sir would breathe him in and fall to his knees in want. He’d bury his tongue in Gabriel’s slick and lap him up, and then, when he was high off Gabriel’s pheromones, they’d breed like they were supposed to, and Gabriel would enjoy every second of it. In the sparse moments of lucidity his heat-addled mind afforded him, he would take full advantage of Sir’s body and ride him like he’d wanted to all along—because if he was being truthful to himself, he’d wanted Sir since the very first time he’d seen him, even before his conscious knew what his subconscious had known all along… that Garrison was no good for him, and that he deserved an alpha who would live up to hispromises.
Sir would keep his word. Sir was kind andmerciful.
They’d make wonderful babiestogether.
Gabriel’s body urged him to stay in bed, but his mind wanted him to seek out companionship. He peeled the sheets back and crossed the room on wobbling footsteps, uncertain of himself. In his sleep, he’d kicked off Sir’s loose boxers. They’d been drenched in his cum, anyway. He couldn’t wear them out of the room. Instead, Gabriel freed his favorite pair of panties from his duffel bag and shookthemout.
Navy blue. White polka-dots.Cheeky.
Sir wouldn’t even have to take them off to get to his slick—all he’d have to do would be to push themaside.
Gabriel stepped into them carefully, but he still came close to losing his balance. The world was a lot less stable than he remembered it, but the risk of falling was worth it—he was going to have sex with Sir, and then they would be afamily.
Trembling with excitement, Gabriel slid his hands over his ass to make sure his panties were sitting just right before he crossed the room and opened the door quietly. Sir’s bedroom door was open, and that meant he was already awake. Gabriel would have preferred to surprise him in bed, but it didn’t matter. If they bred in the living room or if they bred in the bedroom, the results would be the same. It was the action, not the location that wasimportant.
One hand braced on the wall to keep him stable, the other toying with the hem of his panties, Gabriel headed down the hall. He heard noise in the kitchen—a mug being placed inthesink.
Sir.
The double-wide doorway was within reach, its white trim a beacon. Gabriel bit down on his lip in anticipation, knowing that as soon as he crossed the threshold, he would belong to his alpha at last. A few more steps, just a few moresteps…
Gabriel’s bare foot met polished wood. A shiver ran down his spine. Sir stood at the sink, hands braced on either side like he might be sick. He was still in his pajamas—a loose t-shirt that only partially hid his full tattoo sleeve, and a baggy pair of sweatpants that concealed the body Gabriel rememberedsowell.
Another stepforward.
Sir looked over his shoulder, tired and wistful. That look didn’t stay for long—as soon as he saw what Gabriel was wearing, his eyes widened. On the inside, Gabriel beamed. He was desired. He wasloved.
He would have what he wanted mostofall.
Sir turned. He took in a breath to speak, but before he could, realization dawned on his face, and his eyes clouded over. The alpha protector from last night was back, and Gabriel wanted him more than he wantedanythingelse.
“You’re in heat,” Sir murmured. He took a small step toward Gabriel, even as Gabriel advanced through the kitchen toreachhim.
“Need you,” Gabriel replied. He arrived in front of Sir, his mind already starting to lose itself to the swirling steam starting to fog his thoughts. “Please, Sir, I need you. You need to help me. Itburns.”
Sir set a hand on Gabriel’s wrist. Gabriel curled his hands in the t-shirt Sir wore—an old band shirt Gabriel didn’t care to investigate. He pulled himself forward and tilted his chin upward, and Sir did the rest. Their lips crushed together, and Sir’s hands slipped down to squeezehisass.
Slick flowed. Gabriel’s body was ready to be penetrated—ready for however often Sir wanted to use him over the next several days while they worked tirelessly to conceive. When they were done and Gabriel’s heat had been extinguished, Sir could punish him then. He could spank Gabriel until his palm smarted and he couldn’t keep going anymore—Gabriel wouldn’t mind. He wanted it. And when they conceived their next baby, Sir could spank him all overagain.
Naughty omega, not taking precautions like I warned you to. Bad boy, Rabbit. You know better. Now we’re going to haveanotherbaby…
Gabriel lifted a thigh and hooked it over Sir’s hip. He wrapped his arms around Sir’s neck, and Sir hooked an arm beneath his ass. He lifted him up like he weighed nothing at all. The kiss broke. The rock-hard erection beneath Sir’s soft pajama pants pushed into the space between Gabriel’s legs, and he knew that soon, that cock was going to be his. It would use him so much over the next few days that he’d feel empty without it. And the knot that would stretch him? Gabriel didn’t know it yet, but he already couldn’t livewithoutit.
“Fuck me, Sir,” Gabriel whispered into Sir’s ear. “I went into heat for you. Iwantyou.”
