He sweeps in, tongue dominating my mouth, melting away my anger.
“I’m sorry, Ve.” He takes my laptop, dropping it onto the desk chair before picking me up and kissing my throat. “But I can’t wait a second longer to have you in our nest.” He inhales, nose to my pulse. “Fuck... this is your pre-heat scent?”
He groans again, pushing me against the nearest wall, grinding into me, tongue dragging up my throat, along my jaw.
“Baby, I’m already on the edge of a rut.”
The door slams open with a deafening crack. I flinch in Luc’s arms, but he doesn’t stop devouring my throat, his fingers tugging my shirt while rocking his cock and knot against me—
“Stop,” Kaiden barks.
Luc freezes in place.
He storms over, gaze fixed, but when he’s close enough to scent me, those bright grey eyes explode with black.
“You’re inheat?” he growls, each word dragged from his chest.
Waves of heat pulse through me at the tone, a cramp twisting my gut as I squirm out of Luc’s frozen hold and back onto the ground.
“Pre-heat.” I try to smile, a little breathless, but Kaiden’s expression makes it falter.
“Nest.Now.” He reaches for me. I step back.
He arches one brow, and that single look causes another flood of heat.
“One more email,” I say, breath laboured. “I just need to send one more, and then—”
He snarls before lunging, gripping my waist and throwing me over his shoulder.
“Hey!” I kick his back, fists slamming against his hard chest. “Put me down, Kaiden! It’s onlypre-heat! Let me go—”
“Revea.” His sharp tone cuts my words, and my omega creeps forward, enticed. “Your scent is already…” He trails off, scenting the air again with a pained groan. “The second you’re in full heat, my entire pack will fall into a rut. Do you understand what that means?”
His hand gently runs over my ass as he walks down the hallway, and suddenly, I’m not as mad.
“Not really...” I murmur.
“They’ll be feral for you. More alpha than man. Which means I’ll need to keep them all in check.”
“Oh...” I swallow, feeling even more flushed. “That sounds... fun.”
He chuckles, running his hand back over the curve of my backside again. “Yes, it will be. But that also means they’ll want to bite.”
I tense as another cramp ripples through me.
“But alphas go into rut all the time, right?” I rasp, breathing through the cramp. “It doesn’t mean they’ll bite.”
“Trust me, darlin’. They’ll try,” he murmurs, sounding a mixture of displeased and... heated.
God, he smells so good, and he’s so strong, carrying me like I’m nothing with one arm.
“And will you rut me, alpha?” My hand rests on his chest, and beneath it, his heart pounds, rumbling with a kindling growl.
“Yes, Revea. And when I do, I won’t hold back.”
I cross my legs, thighs tight, squirming at the images flooding my mind. “I told Lyana I’d be gone a week, alpha.”
His building growl turns into a purr that has me slumping like a sack of meat. “Good omega.”
