Chapter Sixteen
~Jessie~
No rest for the wicked, huh?
Jessie felt his cock starting to stir shortly after dinner.
Katarina was sat at an angle in her chair, head resting on his shoulder as she watched Rex and Isabella arm wrestle over the table.
His father was slumped back in his chair, belly full of food, his mother beside him placing fake bets on the victor.
However, Jessie’s full attention was on Katarina.
Her hair was so soft that when he rested his face against it, it was like rubbing his muzzle on silk.
She smelled divine. That tangy orange blossom scent wafted off her and he suddenly craved fresh squeezed juice.
Then she dropped a hand, ever so innocently to his thigh and he replayed last night in his head.
Seeing her in the hazy darkness of his room, her back to Nik and strung up like a pretty little present just for him.
Tasting her on his tongue, he all but forgot about dinner.
All he could see was her riding him like he was her prized stallion.
Katarina was a wet daydream, and it wasn’t because of the succubus thing.
It was those eyes that flashed with ‘challenge accepted’ in them.
It was the way her mouth smashed to his and he could feel her moans vibrate through their nasty kiss.
It was how she traced symbols into his chest fur and hummed with delight as she fell asleep post orgasm.
Jessie knew he was a goner the second she took him up on his offer.
And now, his knot was back. Damnit. He cleared his throat, “We should head back.”
Rex looked up at him and let the tiny tike pin his hand to the table.
Everyone cheered, and it was like his request was forgotten.
So, he tried to think chaste thoughts. Old white socks.
Four door sedans. Grease traps. Tried to get his mind off the pressing issue.
Hoof shiner. Squirrels in the tree. Hair brushes.
Especially as Katarina got up to help his mother tuck away the leftovers.
Jessie stayed at the table, twiddling his thumbs. It’s fine. Everything is fine.
Rex excused himself to wash up. Titan chatted with Bella sleepily as she fussed with his long hair that dangled down the back of the chair.
It’s fine. Then the warmth started to pump to his groin as he saw Katarina bend over to put vegetables away in drawers.
Damn, woman, did you paint those jeans on! Jessie jerked his head away.
The rush of blood from his skull to his hips was dizzying when she returned to the table to take his fiddle toy wine glass away.
She winked at him, and he sat back in his chair like a good boy.
I’m not going to ruin this for her. This is family dinner.
I can wait to get home, then bend her over my bed and rail her for that. It’s. Fine.
She brushed past him, and he snatched her hand out of instinct.
“Jessie,” Titan grunted, beckoning his son away from the table with a curled finger.
“Yeah—Uh?” he blurted out, blinking rapidly. Titan gave him a disappointed stare. Jessie spared Katarina an apologetic look, but she wasn’t paying attention. Her gaze was on Bella.
He noticed the change in Katarina the second his mom scooped up Bella.
There was a deep well of sadness overflowing in her as she watched Lailee Bonesaw dote on her little girl.
Jessie worried at first it was guilt, that his mom made Katarina feel insecure…
then he put the dots together when Isabella explained how her grandma never let her help.
To which his mother plopped the tiny tike on the counter with a dish rag.
Now that’s just silly, I’ll wash, you dry?
Isabella seemed all too happy to dry off the big round plates.
Jessie noted that when they walked in the back door that his mother pulled out the old family plates.
From back when he was a tiny terror, and his brothers were clumsy.
They, only overtime, graduated to glass plates when the Rex was capable of washing dishes all by himself.
He’d almost forgotten the cupboard by the fridge was full of kid-safe cups.
He used to use them all the time, even when he was a teen, just because they didn’t shatter if he fucked around and elbowed it off the table.
Easier to wipe up soda with a paper towel if I’m not also picking up shards of glass.
“Yeah?” Jessie excused himself from the kitchen to loom in the hallway with Titan. His father glared down at him. “What?”
“You’re in heat—”
“Cheese Louis, Pops, just announce my fucking business to the world, why don’t you!
” Jessie hissed as he stomped further down the hallway.
Titan followed him as Jessie tried not to burn up into a crisp.
I’m not ashamed of heat; it’s a natural process.
But it was a little embarrassing to have his parents know he was in the middle of his ‘I’m so horny I’d hump the couch’ time.
Which, unfortunately, was a pressing issue.
As much as he was trying to hold it off till after bedtime…
his knot was swollen again. He wanted to be as respectful of Katarina as possible.
That being said, he was woozy simply standing up.
All his blood was filling his cock, and he was breathing heavy in his parent’s hallway.
“What’s Pops announcing to the world?” Rex teased from the stairs, having just finished his post-dinner shower.
“Your brother’s in heat.”
“Pops!” Jessie snapped.
“Ha! Sucks to be you!” Rex snickered.
“Fuck off!” Jessie ripped around to jab a finger in Rex’s face.
“So, is that who Katarina is? A knotty friend?” Rex beamed. “You’re lucky Elliot’s not back from the away game till next week. He’d laugh at you harder.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, laugh it up, kid. Just you wait till…” Jessie trailed off as he peeked over his father’s shoulder quickly.
All three minotaur’s checked the hallway, finding Isabella and Katarina still firmly in the kitchen, chattering away with their mother.
Then Jessie hissed under his breath, “You just fucking wait till you’re so horny you’re fucking dizzy. ”
“You takin’ your vitamins?” Titan arched a brow and Jessie scoffed, rolling his eyes. Only, his father crossed his arms over his chest and Jessie glanced away. Titan nodded at Rex. “Go get my bag from under my sink, Rex.”
“Pops!” Jessie threw his hands out to his side. “I’m 27, not ten. I don’t need to take my old man’s vitamins. I’m making…milk just fine on my own.”
“It’s not for…” but Titan trailed off with a sigh of indignation.
Discussing his heat was making Jessie’s skin crawl. He adjusted his shirt, then his pants, finding his cock too stiff to ignore anymore. Rex snickered, disappearing into the living room. Jessie glanced at his father and realized he wasn’t going to make it home. He needed relief, now.
“Can you and Ma watch Bella for a bit? We’ll come back and pick her back up afterwards?” Jessie grimaced.
Titan harrumphed but said nothing as Jessie trotted back to the kitchen.
His chest grew hotter with every step. The problem with heat wasn’t just that he was a lust filled bastard.
It was the actual pain. If he ignored the sensation too long, his heart started beating slowly.
Burning pain would lick up his chest and make him feverish.
On top of being so dizzy he couldn’t walk, his vision would get blurry.
There was a story his father said long, long ago about the horrors of ignoring one’s heat.
Minotaurs were blessed by the gods, like many others, to ensure their lines continued on strong.
Yeah, well, not feeling like much of a blessing.
There was some medical mumbo jumbo about the body heat going up to ensure sperm production, but Jessie just knew that Katarina was looking mighty fine leaned up against that counter…
and his body was feverish. Stepping up close to her, he was overwhelmed by her scent.
Stronger than before, probably due to the increase of pressure in his knot.
She was fresh and alluring, begging he press his nose to her throat and inhale sharply.
He knew from personal experience that sweet pussy of hers tasted like orange blossom and liquor the same way.
Delectable on the tongue and tempting him to have another taste test. When she peeked at him, a teasing arch of her brow, he put a hand to the counter at the small of her back.
Gripping the cool marble only helped for a second as he whispered hoarsely in her ear.
“If I owe you a favor later, can you come with me real quick?”
“Yeah, where?” She sputtered with a confused laugh.
“Lailee, we’re gonna hang onto the kiddo for a bit,” Titan added from over Jessie’s shoulder, looming in the kitchen doorframe.
Jessie could see the look in his mother’s eyes. She was confused, until Titan made a shift in his stance and nodded at her. His mother nodded back before twisting to Isabella. “Oooh! You hear that Bella? We can have hot chocolate and watch soap operas!”
Isabella blinked up at Katarina, who turned that confused look up at Jessie. He leaned in close, whispering into her ear once more, “It’s something rated R. Got me twisted up in knots?”
“Oh!” Katarina wheezed, patting him on the chest like he was a rowdy pup and not a very desperate man practically begging to stuff his face between her thighs. “We’ll be back.”
“Take your time!” his mother chirped, helping Isabella off the counter. “Let’s pick out a hot chocolate cup, huh?”