Chapter 4
She was too fucking cute. The war between her hormones and her mind was obvious in her eyes. The hormones were definitely starting to win again.
“If we share this heat, is there anything in particular you’re interested in being guided on?”
“Um…”
“Heats don’t have to only be about satisfying that primal need. They’re great for exploration. Your body is as ready as it’s ever going to be, so if you want to play, I’d be more than willing.”
Allie stared at me like her brain had short-circuited. Her purr rumbled to life.
I smirked. “Are you purring?”
The question seemed to snap her back into reality and she immediately stifled the sound. “No!”
“There’s not a thing shameful about being excited to explore. Heats should be a positive experience, not something to dread.”
“Tell that to my brain.”
“I can do that.” I had pretty good control of my scent from training, so I let it burst out, and it was easy to see the exact moment she caught it. The distinctive sweetness of slick mixed with her blossoming scent. She gasped, and when I crooked my finger, she slid across the couch toward me. I patted my lap and she settled herself right onto it.
It wasn’t particularly fair; I knew she was moving on instinct, but it was the only way I could help her mind and body align. I pulled her in closer and grazed my teeth over the scent gland at her throat. Allie shook in my arms, squirming, the scent of slick growing stronger, her needy whine music to my ears. My body responded to her exactly as it was meant to, cock teasing to life beneath her. She pressed closer, the movement hesitant, and I knew that was her doing it, not the hormones.
I refused to let her be afraid of the experience ahead. Nervous was understandable, but fear had to be managed.
“This is you on suppressants,” I murmured into her ear. “Imagine what it would feel like in a heat.”
“Kiss me.” She squawked as if she was horrified by the adorable audacity of her demand. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” I smiled against her skin. “You’re asking for what you want and that’s good.” That was definitely something I’d work on with her between heat spikes. I wanted her to have great experiences after she left me, and one way I could make sure that happened was to make her practice talking about her desires.
“I…I can’t think about having sex with someone when I’ve never even kissed them. I’ve never kissed anyone and my brain wants a particular order to thing?—”
I leaned in, cutting off her words, my fingers digging into the base of her skull. The sweetness of her rocked me down to my toes. Her perfume made it so hard to think. I was usually so in control, but I wanted to take her apart right here on this couch.
Allie’s response to the kiss was tentative and unsure, but I kept coaxing, kept guiding until she found the rhythm of it, her movements growing more confident by the second. Her whimper when I pulled away was downright painful, but I had a job to do and I had to make sure she was safe while I did it.
“You’re absolutely perfect. I want to share this heat with you. Choose me.”
“Okay.” Allie’s voice was hoarse and her pulse was visible at her throat.
“If you hop off, I’ll let Dr. James know we’re ready for the contract.”
The petulant expression on her face at my suggestion made me want to negate it immediately, but I couldn’t. I looped an arm around her waist to keep her steady when she wobbled like a newborn foal.
I used the phone in the room. “Dr. J, we’re ready for the contract.”
Allie zoned out against me until Dr. J arrived and laid out a small stack of forms. “Before we get started, I need to take a quick check to make sure your heat hormone levels are low enough you can legally sign a contract. Hold out your hand, please.”
Allie jumped when the doctor pricked her finger, squeezing out a tiny droplet of blood and sticking a strip up to it that turned a pale green.
“You’re a little high, but still in the safe range.” Dr. James slid the papers toward me. “We’ll get through this as quickly as we can. Have a read over the basics and then we’ll customize a bit.”
Allie squirmed with both of us watching her. I knew everything that was in the contracts. Timelines, care practices, risks, and liabilities were pretty standard across all the omega clinics. She didn’t strike much of anything off the list of sex acts, hesitating over each one like she was trying to decide if how she felt about it in the moment would be how she’d feel about it during her heat. A lot of omegas got more open during heats because they’d chase anything that gave them the satisfaction needed to push back the hormonal tide.
“Looks fine to me,” Allie eventually said.
“Condom allowances?” Dr. James asked.
“What?”
I bit down on my chuckle at the indignant squawk of a question.
“For your heat. All of our staff are regularly tested, you haven’t had a sexual partner before, and I’ll be administering your birth control after you sign so they wouldn’t be strictly enforced. The additional skin contact can help with the heat. Both parties have to agree to whatever is chosen.”
Allie’s perfume went wild again, but Dr. J was a staunch professional and didn’t let it show on her face. I, on the other hand, had to imagine all manner of unsexy things to control my reaction to her perfume spike at the idea of no condoms.
“Without is fine,” Allie said, her voice strangled.
I nodded. “Agreed.”
I was going to feel every beautiful inch of this omega and I couldn’t wait.
She was red as a beet by the time we finished going through the entire contract. I put my signature down next to hers and Allie stared at Dr. James adding hers to seal the deal.
“Now you’re all mine.” I grinned.
That perfume of hers was going to ruin me.
God help us both.
Once Dr. J administered birth control to both of us and left us alone, Allie stared at me with those wide, beautiful eyes. “Now what?”
“Now I get to take you home. You’re too close to the start of your heat for anything else so we might as well get you settled.” I passed her a business card. “You can leave the information with your mother, and I have their info in the emergency contact form if we need it for some reason.”
Allie tucked the card into her pocket.
“Where’s your vehicle?” I asked. “I’ll walk you there.”
“I walked here.” Allie shrugged. “I’ll probably walk to your place, too. I’m too wigged out to drive right now.”
That wasn’t going to fly at all. There was no way in hell I was going to let her wander around in her current condition. My brow furrowed. “I don’t want you walking alone when you’re this close. It’s dangerous.”
Allie shivered.
I crooked my finger. “Come. I’ll drive you home to get your things.”
“Okay.”
She had finally resigned herself to her fate. Sure, her life would probably be less complicated if she had turned out to be a beta, but I was absolutely committed to showing her that life as an omega could be incredible. Allie deserved that much.
I walked her out to my SUV, opened the door for her, and buckled her in after she slid into the front seat.
Allie’s bottom lip wobbled. “Could you stay in here while I pack? I don’t think I can handle my mom meeting you.”
“I can wait for you,” I promised.
I had no problem with that. All of the omegas in our care were legal adults so meeting family wasn’t part of the package unless it was a specific request. I knew firsthand how overbearing some parents could be so I didn’t begrudge her one bit that she didn’t want me to meet her mother within these circumstances.
I plugged her address into my phone and followed the instructions, driving more carefully than usual now that I had precious cargo. We pulled up to a mid-century bungalow and Allie flung herself out of the vehicle the moment we came to a stop.
I chuckled to myself. It was hard to tell whether her exuberance was excitement or her trying to rush through things out of embarrassment. Either way, this beautiful omega was going to be an exceptionally fun handful.