Page 44 of Knot A Chance

“Yes, alpha,” I said, earning myself a playful nibble on the shoulder as he wound his arms around my waist and walked us forward to the bedroom.

The weight of a cat on my chest roused me from sleep and I opened one eye to see Marley walking in a circle while she tried to get comfortable. She stepped on my nipple ring, and I took a sharp breath.

“Shit, what are you doing?” I asked.

She meowed loudly.

“Let me guess. You’re hungry.”

She meowed again.

I shifted my weight and she hopped off me, ran to the open bedroom door, and meowed again as she looked back at me.

“I hear you,” I said, rubbing my temple. A headache was forming behind my eyes, and I squeezed my sore neck.

I must have slept funny. Where’s Bennett?

I followed Marley into the kitchen and instantly relaxed at the sight of the gorgeous, shirtless alpha standing at the counter. His jeans hung low on his hips and his abs seemed endless.

Damn, he smells yummy.

“Well good morning,” I said, lifting my eyebrows as I appreciated the view.

He met me halfway across the room and scooped me up into his arms, pulling my legs around his waist. “Good morning.” He kissed me softly. “I was starting to think I’d have to leave before you woke up.”

“Mmm.” I scent marked him and kissed his neck. “I’m glad you didn’t. Do you have time to come back to bed with me?”

He groaned as if he were in pain as he set me on the counter and stood between my legs. “I don’t. I should just give up my job though, right? Attend to you twenty-four seven from now on?”

I laughed and rubbed my growing erection against his dick. “I mean, there are parts of me that really like that idea. But I’m also a reasonable person.”

“Too bad,” he said, before kissing my forehead. He sniffed the air, one eyebrow lifting. “You’re warm, handsome. Are you coming down with something? Or getting close to your heat?”

“My heat cycles are pretty regular, and my next one is two months away,” I said. “I have a headache too, but it’s probably a cold.”

Bennett looked at me curiously and kissed my forehead again. “If you need anything, you’ll call me? I can get away and take care of you.”

I shook my head. “Silly little alpha. I can handle a cold all by myself.”

“Of course you can,” he said, turning around to face the counter behind him. He picked up a steaming cup of coffee and brought it to me. “But who would bring you soup if you were all by yourself?”

“Oh, well, if there’s soup being offered, then I’ll whine like a baby at the first sign of a sore throat.” I took a long sip of coffee, savoring the warm liquid.

“And if it turns out you are going into heat?” he asked tentatively, as he shifted on his feet, nostrils flared.

“I’m not,” I said. “My cycles are very regular. I don’t have breakthrough heats.”

He ran a hand through his hair. “Humor me, handsome.”

“If it turns out I’m going into heat, I’ll call you.”

He stared at me, waiting patiently.

“Is this you trying to figure out where my head’s at before my heat starts so you can be sure I’m consenting?” I asked. “It’s not going to happen today.”

“Again, humor me,” he said, folding his arms across his chest.

“Oh my gosh. If I go into heat today or two months from today—which is when it’s going to happen, by the way—I’ll call you and I’d want you to stay. I’d want you to help me through it in every single way,” I said empathically before mumbling, “Preferably with your knot shoved so far up my ass I can barely breathe.”