“All of them?” Bat asked, sounding confused. “Wouldn’t she want her nest to stay together?”
“It’s an omega thing, heats bring on the desire to have a perfect nest, so she’ll just toss everything out anyway,” Storm explained, still dripping from the rain.
Podcast nodded before making a shooing motion, forcing them out of the bathroom and shutting the door with an audible click.
During their conversation I’d leaned against the countertop, letting it prop up my jellied limbs.
‘You ok?’he asked, his finger gently brushing soaked hair out of my face.
I nodded, nuzzling into his palm as I chased his scent. My lemony perfume had already filled the bathroom so completely that it was pushing every other scent into the background. “Are you all right? With all of this?”
It was the question that I found myself repeating to him often, my insecurities about hurting him bubbling up to the surface every time I took new steps with the pack.
‘More than okay,’he signed, his lips tilting up into a dry grin.‘I’ve been waiting for you to go into heat, actually.’
Podcast turned the water on in the tub, filling it with piping hot water. He sat on the little edge, swirling a hand through the water to test that it wouldn’t burn me.
“Waiting?” I asked with a grunt as another round of vicious cramps fingered their way through my abdomen.
Podcast twisted around so that he was facing me and gently tugged my legs until they were firmly in between his knees.‘Some people need the sort of kick in the ass that only a heat can give.’
Before I could ask him who he meant, he pulled me in for a soul searing kiss. Any doubts that I wouldn’t want him when I was in the thrall of my heat disappeared completely as his tongue chased mine.
As Podcast continued to distract me with his tongue, he pulled my wet shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor where it landed with a loud smack. My bra quickly joined it, followed by my leggings and underwear.
Podcast broke the kiss, his chest heaving as he twisted the taps off before the tub could overflow before he stood up.
‘Let me help,’he held a hand out to me and I let him help me into the tub. The hot water prickled painfully against my chilled skin and I nearly got out because ithurt. But I quickly pushed through my initial discomfort because the warm water had all but chased my heat cramps away and the relief was instant.
I sank down into the water up to my chin, glancing back up at Podcast. He had taken his phone out and was rapidly typing on it, telling me that he had a lot to say.
While I waited I let myself float in the warmth, gathering my thoughts about what was potentially about to happen.
Finally after what felt like an eternity Podcast held his phone out to me.
I took it, being careful not to drop it in the water and began to read.
‘THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ME TO SIGN, BUT I’M GOING TO ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTIONS THAT REX, STORM, AND DOC ASKED ME DURING MY FIRST HEAT. THIS WILL BE A BIT DIFFERENT FROM MINE, BUT IT’S IMPORTANT. YOU CAN CHECK THE LITTLE BOXES WHILE YOU READ.’
I scrolled down and the first question was:Do you want everyone to participate if given the chance?
Underneath was a yes or no box.
I tried to think about the question rationally. My knee-jerk omega reaction was to check yes. I wanted to see all of them, to feel all of them. But did they all want me in the same way?
Seeing how stuck I had become on only the first question, Podcast waved a hand in front of my face to get my attention.‘Don’t stress about the answers too much or you’ll go crazy,’he signed.
I checked the yes box.
The next question was: would you like to use protection to prevent pregnancy?
That box was easier to check. I wanted children—eventually—but I wanted to continue to explore the world first. Thankfully modern medicine allowed for that. Some women were waiting until their thirties and forties to have babies, something that would have had high chances of causing harm to women in 1915. There was a sense of freedom that was to be relished in that. So yes, I wanted to use protection.
The next question was also easy to answer.Do you want the alphas to knot you?I checked yes before I’d even finished reading. Ever since watching Doc knot Podcast, my dreams had been filled with what it would feel like to be completely filled by the alphas that had made me change my views on being in a pack.
The last question was:Do you want to be bonded during this heat?
My finger hovered over the yes box for just a moment before I tapped the no box. I didn’t want to bond with anyone until I told them about my decision to stay in the future. Making choices in, ironically, the heat of the moment seemed to be a bad idea.
