Chapter 10Jules
CHAPTER
TEN
JULES
Something is wrong. I know my body well enough to know I shouldn’t be going into heat right now but... it kind of feels like I am. My cock is half hard and my hole is leaking. Can one omega really trigger another’s heat? It’s never happened to me before.
Picking up the bin after I finish cleaning another table, I know it’s time for me to find a place to hide. If I am going into heat, the last place I want to be is a busy diner, surrounded by alphas who might not be able to control themselves. Gavin will understand. I need to leave.
I turn toward the kitchen but a man I don’t know, wearing a manic grin, grabs my elbow and yanks me to a stop. “You need some help? I’ve got a cock you’ll love.”
“N-No.” I hate the way I stutter as I attempt to pull away.
“Come on, don’t be that way. You’re in heat, aren’t you?” He isn’t wrong but still. I’ve never dealt with my heat the way he’s suggesting and I don’t want to, not with him. I don’t even know him. I can smell him though. His pheromones are strong, and not all that pleasant.
Where is Gavin?
“Take your fucking hands off him.” Callum appears at my side and yanks the man away. I stumble and knock into an empty table, barely managing to keep my hold on the bin.
“What the fuck is your problem, kid?” the alpha snarls as he puffs up to stand toe to toe with Callum. “Mind your own goddamn business.”
“Beating up losers like you is his business,” Silo says as he takes the shaking bin away. Or maybe I’m the one shaking.
Callum grabs the front of the alpha’s shirt, shoving him towards the door. “Don’t come back. If you do, I’m going to tell anyone I see you with that you like to touch kids.”
“He’s not a fucking kid. The whore is old enough to breed.” I pant for breath and tremble. Anyone who goes into heat can breed; that doesn’t mean they’re old enough to be put in that position.
“You sick fuck.” Callum kicks him out of the door.
He stumbles, landing on his ass before the door slams shut.
“You don’t have to do that.” I don’t want Callum to be in trouble because of me.
A warm, familiar hand rests against my back. I turn to Gavin. “Let’s get you home, Jules.”
“I’ll handle things here,” Thane says. None of the other customers say a word as they turn back to their food. Maybe they don’t care that Callum threatened someone. I’m not sure if I should apologize to Callum or thank him for standing up for me. He’s just a teenager; he shouldn’t need to defend me. But he did.
“Umm, I... forgive you now.” I tell him. “For when you pushed me before.”
“Oh.” Callum grins as he ruffles his own hair. “Thanks, but that was no problem. Just some dumb tourist.” It still means a lot that he intervened. No one has ever stood up for me like that before, not against an alpha. Right now, it’s hard to think about how to explain any of that to Callum. Maybe later, I can have an actual conversation with him.
“Come on, Juju.” Gavin wraps an arm around my midsection. He leads me through the kitchen and out the back door. In the car, I can smell him all around me—so rich and warm, tinged with barely suppressed desire. My scent must have him as on edge as his has me.
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to think about anything but the alpha beside me—kind eyes and soft hands, his warm smile. The way his dark hair catches the sunlight. I glance his way; he’s focused on the road. One of his hands rests on the gear shift and I reach out, touching him. His hand is bigger than mine, rough from years of hard work. His fingers are longer than mine, and would reach deeper. . .
“A couple more minutes and we’ll be home.” He clears his throat when his voice cracks.
“You smell so good.” I trace the back of his hand. He doesn’t pull away and I lift his hand, pressing his palm against my cheek and breathing deeply. “I’m so wet.”
“Fuck.” I press a kiss to his palm before I lick his fingers. The sound he makes has my body clenching. “Enough, Jules.” Gavin pulls his hand out of mine and I whine.
My body is hot, and wet. It hurts. Gavin lowers the window but the fresh air doesn’t help. I reach for him again, pressing my hand to the front of his pants. He’s as hard as I am.
“Jules—” I think he might be bigger than Altair’s new boyfriend. How will he fit inside of me? I want to find out. “Wait—” I unbutton his pants and shove my hand into the tight fabric, pulling his cock free. “Shit. Hold—” He gasps and the car slams to a stop when I lean over and take him into my mouth. Gavin shoves his fingers into my hair with a groan. I’ve never done this before. He can probably tell but he doesn’t stop me from sucking him.
“Fuck. You shouldn’t— Fuck.”
“Touch me too. Please.” I want him to touch me. I’ve never wanted anyone to touch me before but I want Gavin to touch me.
“You’re not—” Gavin’s voice is strained. The scent of his desire matches mine. “You’re not thinking clearly. You’re in heat. It’s just the pheromones.”
“You’re a good man.” I sit back and he exhales, but I unbutton my pants and shove them down my hips. He’s never going to take advantage of me, but maybe he’ll forgive me for taking advantage of him.
I climb over the center console and into his lap. He groans as I brace against his shoulder and reach behind myself to grasp his hard cock. I’m not entirely sure if there is a right and wrong way to do this but I align his cock with my hole and let gravity do most of the work for me.
It doesn’t hurt in the slightest as he slips into my wet body. I moan and roll my hips, sinking deeper. He’s so fucking hard; it feels so good to have him inside of me, better than my fingers have ever felt as he stretches my walls.
“Jules. Fuck. Fuck. Easy. Let me, baby.” Gavin grasps my hips and eases me down until he’s buried inside of my body. My cock twitches as I leak pre-cum.
“Fuck. Gavin.” I kiss his neck and breathe him in, tangle my fingers in his long hair. “You’re so hard.” I’m just as hard, and wet.
“Ah, baby.” He shoves his hands under my shirt and pulls it over my head. “Move your hips. Use my cock. Make yourself feel good.” I rock my hips. At first, I’m clumsy and off rhythm, but the more I move the deeper he slips inside of me and the better it feels. “That’s it. There you go. You’re doing such a good job.”
I whine as I roll my hips. How does he feel so good? He’s so deep inside of me every shift of my hips has him hitting a soft point that sparks pleasure up my spine. My balls draw tight against my body and ache as I clench around him.
“I’m going to come.” Just from this little bit. It seems unfair.
I want to last longer, to have him inside of me for the rest of my life.
Gavin wraps his fingers around my cock and strokes. I cry out as I brace my weight on his shoulders. “Is that what you need?”
“I need you.” I slot my mouth over his. It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed anyone and I don’t know what to do but Gavin does. He cups my head in his hand and takes control. Our lips and tongues move together as I whimper against his mouth. The wet sound of my body is loud in the car. The windows fog. The scent of our mutual desire mixes and only pushes me closer to the edge. He wants me as badly as I want him. “Gavin. Please.”
I don’t know what I’m begging for but I know he can give it to me.
He licks my jaw and nips at my earlobe. “I’m here, baby. I’ve got you. Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes.” I grind on his cock, taking him as deep as I can. It doesn’t feel deep enough, but it’s enough to have me gasping for breath. He’s so long and thick. His cock jerks inside of me as his fingers bite into my skin.
“You feel so good—soft and warm,” Gavin rasps against my mouth. Not only does pleasure have my abdomen clenching but my heart skips a beat too. Gavin is the first and only man I’ve ever had sex with, but he’s enjoying my body as much as I’m enjoying his. “Such a good omega for your alpha. So pretty sitting on my cock.”
“My alpha.” I press my face into his neck. I always hated the idea of being claimed by the alpha my parents gave me to, but it’s different with Gavin. I want to be his omega. I want him to be my alpha. “Gavin. I’m—Please.”
He pulls me onto his cock and thrusts upwards at the same time. I cry out as my seed spills over his fingers. The edge of my vision darkens as I wheeze for breath. Lights flash behind my eyelids and pleasure rolls down my spine. It’s impossible to catch a decent breath.
Gavin slips his arm around me before shoving his seat back and dropping it so we’re reclined. I don’t know how he manages to roll me to my back and shove inside of me, but I melt under him with a whine. He’s not some inexperienced kid. Gavin knows how to use his cock and he pumps into me as if trying to make me come undone again.
“So fucking wet for me, Jules,” Gavin whispers against my temple.
The car doesn’t have enough space for all the ways I want him to fuck me, but the way he’s slamming into me feels so fucking good. Am I going to come a second time? Is that okay?
He slots his mouth over mine and shoves his tongue between my lips before pulling back. I follow but he plants a hand in the center of my chest, holding me down and pulling out of my body. “No—Wait. Please.”
“Shh. I’m going to take care of you again. Don’t worry.” He strokes his cock as he pins me to the seat. The expression on his face is as close to feral as I’ve ever seen. “Look at you, baby. You’re still so hard for me.”
My ears and cheeks burn because of his words, because of the expression on his face, and I look away. Gavin grunts, his rhythm faltering as he paints my bare chest with his hot seed. I feel branded by him in the best way as we pant for breath and he rubs his cum into my stomach. Even if we shower, I’ll smell like him for days. My hole clenches around nothing.
“Gavin?” He’s not done, is he? I still need him.
“Easy. Let me get you inside.” He pushes the door open, climbs out, and buttons his pants before reaching inside for me. My shirt is lost in the backseat and my pants are in a discarded pile on the passenger floor. It seems like a waste of time to redress and Gavin must agree because he scoops me up and carries me towards the house.