“What’s happening?” Merrick shook his head.
“Heat,” I whined. “Maybe? It feels like the early stages.”
“But you're pregnant.” Merrick shook his head again, his face scrunching up all the more. “You're not supposed to go into heat.”
“I know. I don't know what's happening.” I groaned, sort of dizzy. “Maybe it's just a spike?”
Merrick tried to steady me, but another swell of need washed over me, and I yanked him to my mouth without thinking.
After a second, he pulled back. “Hails, I?—”
“Shh, no talking, only helping.” I reached for his hand, being so much more direct than usual, and shoved it between my legs. “Please, I need something to make it better.”
“I, uhh…” But his words trailed off, and then his nose was in the crook of my neck, breathing me in. I knew my scent had to be flaring brightly, and in two seconds flat, Merrick had me on my back in the bed, shoving my leggings down so that he could get to me.
I wasdripping.
“Goddamn, Hails,” Merrick growled, as unable to control himself as I was.
His fingers went right for my slick pussy, and I sobbed at the overwhelming sensations, both needing more and being totally thrown for a loop.
But itwaswhat I needed.
My hips rocked as Merrick slid his fingers inside me, his thumb taking care of my clit, and I moaned loudly, unable to care about what I sounded like or how I looked. His oakwood scent was all around me, our bond singing in my blood, and I was already so close.
“Yes, please! Right there, right there, right there!”
Shattering, I clamped down on his fingers, and the need softened, the lingering sensation of cramps fading. As quickly as it had come on, I was already all sleepy, unable to keep my eyes open in Merrick’s arms.
I didn’t think much time had passed when I woke up again. Merrick smiled down at me, still tangled around me, and I chuckled.
“Well, that's one way to christen the nest.” I laughed, throwing my head back.
“We'll have to do it again once this place actually has bedding and furnishings.” Merrick chuckled. “How are you feeling?”
I sat up on my elbows, looking around the room, taking a mental stock of my body. “I feel totally normal now. What the hell?”
“I mean, that's a good thing. Maybe you can talk to the doctor at your next appointment? I've heard that heat spikes can occasionally happen, and your pregnancy is far from normal.”
“When did you hear all that?” I asked. “I'mthe medical professional.”
Merrick scratched the back of his head. “I overheard Blaze talking about it because Sunny went through something similar a while ago. That man doesn't know how to lower his voice.”
That was very true. Blaze was basically a giant toddler who lacked volume control.
“Well, it looks like I missed out on all the fun!” Wilder’s voice boomed from the doorway.
Thankfully, nothing was on display because the T-shirt of Merrick’s I was wearing was so large it acted like a dress. So, instead of being annoyed at his pouting mood, I simply laughed.
“You snooze, you lose, cutie,” I said, repeating the same nickname he had been using on me.
The way his mouth opened in shock made me giggle as I sat up, embracing Merrick one more time before pulling up theleggings and sliding off the bed. I went to the bathroom to clean up.
There was something about a damn good orgasm that just made everything seem easier. Was that why omegas were always so happy with the copious orgasms from their pack members? If so, I could get on board with that.
“What’s happening? It smells like a fruit shop exploded in here,” Nolan said from the nest room as I padded back out.
“Heat spike,” Merrick explained.
