"I'd fill you so full you wouldn't be able to walk," he continues, his voice getting rougher, and more urgent. "I'd mark every inch of your skin so everyone knows who you belong to. You're mine, Asa. My mate. Come for me. Now. Let me hear you break."
I don't have a choice. The tension snaps like a dry branch, a white-hot explosion of pleasure tearing through my lower belly. I scream his name, my body arching off the floor as mycum splatters against the rug and tiles. My vision goes white, my lungs seizing as the orgasm rolls over me in wave after devastating wave.
My hole clenches around nothing as more slick gathers between my thighs before I slowly sag to the floor, my head next to the phone. For a long minute, the only sound is the heavy splash of the shower behind me and my own ragged, sobbing breaths. I feel hollowed out, purged of the immediate, frantic need, but the relief is paper-thin.
"Asa?" Jorak's voice is soft now, almost tender. The aggression has bled out of it, leaving something raw and exposed behind. "Baby, are you there?"
"I'm here," I whisper, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. My skin feels sensitive, almost bruised. "I'm still here, Eni.Fuck. I..."
A low growl runs through the earpiece. “Say it again. Call me that again.”
“Eni? I... it just happened.”
Jorak hums for a long moment, the warmth of his voice settling my nerves. "Let’s get you out of the bathroom," he says. "Dry off. Get into bed. I'll call you when I'm off deployment. I'm coming for you, Asa. As soon as I can break free, I'm coming back to you."
That shouldn’t feel so right, anticipation welling up in my chest at the idea of him showing up at my door rather than just in my classroom.
"Okay," I say, though I’m not sure if I believe him or if I’m just saying it to keep from falling apart again. “I’m sorry. I just... really needed you. I’ll try not to let it happen—”
“Stop, Asa. Baby, just stop. Do you know anything about Esper and Guide connections?” He pauses and I just let out a muffled moan. He responds with a soft chuckle. “Once the bond starts,everything else follows afterward. The need, the desire... the drain.”
I roll over onto my back, my cock starting to thicken again. I’m too spent do anything about it though. “Which is why they usually pair the same classes together. But I’m an F-Class. How... why?”
“I’m not sure, baby. But I didn’t really figure it out until this afternoon when I used up all that power. Which means it pulled from you. Fuck. Are you okay?”
I manage a small laugh. “I was fine most of the day and then I got home and immediately needed to get fucked by my student. I’m great. I’m fucked, aren’t I?”
“Not anymore than I am, Asa. I have to go, but I’m coming okay? I don’t know when. But I’m coming.”
I manage to hang up before cleaning up and dragging myself into my nest, stuffing my face into a pillow. Sleep claims me almost immediately, my body pulling me out of a dead sleep hours later when that need surges again. I prop my ass up in the air, letting out a small scream as slick pours down my thighs.
This is worse than the shower.
So. Much. Worse.
I grab my phone and redial the number that called me.Voicemail.A growl of frustration leaves me as I call again. And again and again as my cock hardens until it’s almost painful. I don’t know what this is. I just know I need a knot.
Jorak
I’m going to fucking kill Mercer and every fucking doctor in that room when I get a chance. I’m drained, pissed off, and five steps away from Asa’s office door, but it doesn’t feel like a victory. Escaping from the facility doesn’t feel like freedom.
It just feels like another sentence about to start. The last day consisted of fighting another failed node, watching people being wheeled into ambulances as my energy drained and the bond between Asa and me strained further.
Last night, his need poured through the connection, the phone Mercer gave me ringing incessantly on his desk. Thank fuck I had put it on silent as I debriefed them, but my chest hurt at how much Asa was dealing with alone.
And since then, I’ve been trying to find a way out of the fucking facility, no amount of lies about missing class or needing to grab something from campus allowing me out the front door. Until of course, Mercer gave in, believing that I needed to attend a study group at five.
Mercer is going to find me sooner or later but he’s not going to hurt Asa. He won’t touch him. He can’t have what’smine.
I blow out a deep breath, knowing full well I’m not returning atseventeen-hundred hours.Not when my Omega needs me. Not whenIneed him. I turn the handle and step inside, shutting the door behind me with a finality that echoes off the bookshelves.
Asa is standing by his desk, a stack of ungraded papers in one hand and a look of pure, concentrated fury on his face. He’s pale, the shadows under his eyes looking like bruises against his skin. He smells of vanilla and sharp, agitated pear, the scent of an Omega who has spent the last several hours fighting the rot that comes with the distance between us.
"Get out," he says. His voice is tight, vibrating with a frantic energy that feeds the static under my skin.
"I can't," I say. My voice is lower than I intended, rough with the whiskey-smoke thickness that only happens when I’m too close to him. "You were spiraling. I could feel it through the marrow, Asa."
He laughs, a sharp, jagged sound that has no humor in it as he starts pacing. "Oh, you could feel it? How convenient. I called you several times. I left messages. I sat here like a fool while my body tried to turn itself inside out all night because you weren't there. I’ve been dealing with this, thisitchunder my skin all fucking day and the suppressants don’t work. I’ve been slick and needy and... And now you just walk in? No explanation? No 'sorry I was busy being a lethal weapon'?"
