Posey’s Fan Club
Me
Posey is going into heat and it’s coming on fast, but it seems like she’s either in denial or doesn’t realize what’s happening
Parker
She’s in denial lol. When we got here I asked her and she said she’s afraid and wants one day of normalcy before having to acknowledge it.
Jude
Clearly that strategy isn’t working with how quickly her pre-heat symptoms are progressing. I never thought I’d see our omega with an attitude like this
Parker:
It’s adorable, isn’t it?
Mack
Is she in pain? I don’t know how to help an omega in heat. Pre-heat. Whatever. We’re over 1000 miles from her nest, where the fuck is she supposed to go through a heat? What about classes? Baseball?
Me
Take a breath, Mack. Everyone needs to email their professors right now, and Jude you need to email your students and the dean, and maybe also email on behalf of Posey. I booked a heat suite at the B&B so if our girl is okay with it we’ll go there. This doesn’t need to be some big thing, not when she’s already so anxious.
Jude
Pax is right. The important thing is that she knows we’re with her no matter what. Her first heat traumatized her and that’s why she’s in denial and so scared to go through it again.
“Pax?” Posey’s pained whimper catches my attention, and I hiss a breath when I find her bent over clutching a now-empty styrofoam cup with one hand and her stomach with the other. There’s colored ice all over the grass in front of her, and she’s whimpering quietly.
I’m at her side in two long strides and hurriedly scoop her into my arms bridal style. “I know sweetheart,” I whisper against her forehead as I rush us back to the others. She’s burning up, sweat sliding down her forehead and neck in little rivulets that I want to lick off. “We need to go. Right now,” I command when we’re within five feet of the picnic table.
The guys jump into action, Jude barking orders at Mack and Parker as he takes off with the keys, likely to pull the car closer to the front gates. Posey is nuzzling at my neck, licking and sucking in a way that is absolutely not appropriate for our current locale. “Put your tongue away Primrose,” I say sternly. Her head pops up, lips parted in stunned silence. I’ve never been anything but sweet with her outside of our ferris wheel ride, but I have a feeling at least one of us is going to have to be stern with her in order to make it through this heat.
It takes everything I have not to laugh when she pouts at me. She’s just so fucking cute. Parker is going tolose his shit when he sees the expression and I almost want to record his reaction to show Posey when she’s coherent again.
“We’re in public right now, sweetheart. As soon as we get to a nest you can lick me all you want,” I promise her. “Now I need to ask before we lose you to the fog, would you rather go through your heat at your parents house or at the heat suite I booked for us? It’s up to you.”
She thinks about it, biting her lip. “Heat suite. I don’t want to come to and immediately be worried my parents heard me getting railed six ways to Sunday,” she murmurs.
I choke on a laugh, coughing. “Got it. The guys will drop us off at the B&B and then go get our stuff from the ranch, okay? We’ll get you into a nice cool shower and see if we can’t lower your temp for a bit until they get back.”
She nods wordlessly and cuddles further into my chest. As soon as I see Jude pull up with the car I’m rushing past curious townspeople and over-sugared children to get Posey away from all the commotion. Her mood swings seem to have evened out for the moment, but that could just be because her omega is overwhelmed.
“You’ll need to drop me and Posey off at the bed and breakfast first, and then can you take the guys to the ranch to grab our bags and explain to Posey’s parents what’s going on? Our omega needs a cool shower and some quiet before things get more intense,” I say as I slide into the back seat behind Jude.
He nods, meeting my eyes in the rearview mirror. Reassurance pours off of him in waves of dominance, andthisis why he’s our pack lead. Recent events notwithstanding, Jude is the most levelheaded between the four of us and he’s great at taking charge and calming the three of us younger alphas down when he needs to.
Parker and Mack barrel in then, Mack diving into the front seat and my brother sliding in next to us. I let him slide Posey off my lap into his, and he nuzzles her, whispering sweetnothings into her ear that have intense waves of perfume filling the car faster than I can blink. I groan, pushing a hand down my aching erection. My instincts are driving me to rut my omega into a nest until I can sink my teeth into her, but I don’t even know if she’s ready for that.
“Sweetheart, are you with me?” I ask hesitantly. Curling my forefinger under her chin, I lift until her glassy dark blue eyes meet mine. Her pupils are dilated but not so much that I feel like she isn’t coherent.
She nods minutely, gripping my wrist in her small hand.
“We need to know any limits you might have. Is there anything you absolutely don’t want?”
The blush on her cheeks spreads, traveling down her neck and even up to the tips of her ears. “I don’t like being called names. Or, um, serious pain. Something like spanking would be fine. But other than that I trust you.”
