Chapter 11
Iwoke squirming, the edges of my awareness igniting. I rolled my hips against him with a whimper and gasped his name. “Sidney.”
He was there instantly, gathering me in, pressing me to my back inside the nest. Our bodies slipped together without resistance, and I arched with a moan, able to appreciate the sensation properly for the first time since my heat kicked in.
The steady rhythm and the heat hormones had me shaking, each thrust shoving me up the sharp crest of pleasure and spilling over it. The expanse of skin pressed to me was still a sweet relief from the sharp heat even as it warmed me and made me sweat from the exertion. My fingers dug into his ass cheeks, demanding more, and he accommodated, eliciting a sharp gasp from me as he drove our bodies together and flung me straight over the edge of orgasm again. There wasn’t time to breathe before the next started to build.
The weight of his body and strength in his muscles was an intoxicating combination. I’d never felt quite so malleable before, like I was ready to take anything someone could give me. My nails dug into him as I shuddered, gasping his name. He growled in my ear and bucked forward once, twice, thrice, and then I felt the bloom of warmth inside me as he came. He sank against me, his lips brushing over my scent gland.
The scorching edge of the heat had receded, and I lay content, heart pounding, beneath him.
“I’m super annoyed that I missed out on two days of this.”
He laughed against my skin. “I’m just glad you’re past it. The rest of the heat is much more fun.”
Sidney slid away from me and sat up. He disappeared into the bathroom to bring back a warm washcloth to wipe up between my thighs.
“What now?”
“Mostly we wait for your heat to rise again. You can do whatever you want in the meantime. Although I always recommend getting as much rest as possible and eating as much as you can during the downtime.”
“What if I wanted to have sex again before the next heat wave starts?”
He let out a laugh. “I’m good, but I’m not working on an infinite supply of energy. You’re like marathon training.”
“I was going to say you’ll be so fit after all this, but you’re already smokin’ hot.”
He broke into a delighted snicker. “It’s been very fun to see you open up with all of this. Why don’t you use this time to think about what you want to do with the next wave. There’s certainly plenty of options.”
“Like what?”
“Hmm. Well—” He pulled open the trunk in the bottom of his closet. “—you’re welcome to any of these.”
I climbed off the bed and kneeled, naked, before it. “Holy shit.”
I stared wide-eyed at the leather implements.
“You can touch them. There’s no pressure to use anything in particular. Check out anything you’re curious about.”
I reached for a mass of straps and buckles. “What’s this one?”
“Harness. Want to try it on?”
I swallowed hard and nodded.
He crooked his finger and I inched toward him, handing over the harness. “Arms out to the side, please.”
I obeyed, feeling exposed, but not minding as much as I’d expected. He laid the straps over my shoulders and brought the cross-pieces under each breast, securing them with a buckle that came down around my back. The metal was cold against my skin, setting goosebumps dancing over me.
“What do you do with it?” I asked.
He answered by grabbing hold of one of the straps, tugging me to him. It sent a thrill up my spine to have him possess that much power over me with a single hand.
“It gives a better, more controlled grip.”
My breath halted in my throat. “O-oh?”
His lips curled devilishly. “I take it you like the sound of that?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but words wouldn’t make it out.
“Your scent spiked. Do you want to wear it for the next wave?”
I nodded slowly. “But how would it work when I’m lying like that?”
“I’d probably take you from behind instead.”
I let out a squeak, warmth flooding my cheeks as a whole host of lascivious images filled my head.
“God, you’re so cute. I keep forgetting how new this all is for you besides the heat. You’re doing extremely well.” He kept a firm hold on the harness and threaded the fingers of his free hand into my hair. “I’m proud of you.”
His words electrified me. Who knew someone being proud of me would do that?
The light pressure of the leather sent sparks through my skin. I traced haphazard patterns across his chest, half wishing he had a harness too for me to grab on to.
“Do you want to look at anything else?”
“The rest of the box seemed a little intimidating.”
“You’re just looking,” he reminded me.
I hummed noncommittally and settled back in front of the trunk. A set of velvet-lined cuffs made my clit tingle at the thought of them.
“Pass me whatever you’re looking at right now.”
I handed it over with a flaring blush and went back to digging through the contents of the trunk. A collection of toys turned my insides to mush, and I refused to give them to him.
The hair on the back of my neck rose when he kneeled behind me, arms crossing around my waist. His breath ghosted over my ear and I fought against the rise of heat that sparked between my thighs. “Don’t be shy.”
“But I am shy.”
“Not with me. I’ve seen you in the rawest state you can ever be in. You have nothing to hide from me.” He nuzzled my cheek, and my stomach flipped. “I want to give you everything you could dream of. Any fantasy that floats into your head is fair game.”
“I want to try the cuffs. Can we do that at the same time as the harness?”
“Mhmm.” His fingertips danced over my ribs, and he dropped a kiss to my shoulder. Then my wrists were behind me. He braced each arm to keep me in place, pressing closer while he nipped at my earlobe.
I squirmed helplessly and felt slick glide down my thighs.
“You smell entirely edible.” His teeth grazed over my scent gland and I almost came right then, shivering in his grip. He moved away and I was left untethered. “I shouldn’t tease you this much between spikes. It can trigger the next wave too soon.”
“Too late,” I gasped, the heat creeping hot and sharp into the edges of my awareness, nerves aflame, the craving to be touched overwhelming my thoughts.
“If you want out at any point, just say so.” He hoisted me back onto the bed face-down and secured both wrists in the velvet cuffs, hooking them to one another. He grabbed the harness next, and my hips rose with the movement, sliding onto his waiting cock.
I groaned into the blankets and bit down with the first thrust, the bare edge of panic spiking the pleasure as I strained against the cuffs. I chanted a mantra of pleas into the fabric of the nest, lost to the devastating swell of sensation that left me with tremors of pleasure, each stronger than the last. He kept moving, the slap of our hips meeting a bright staccato to my perpetual begging please that was only silenced when each orgasm stole my breath entirely.
The harness pressed into my shoulders, and I followed each pull of the leather until I was screaming into the blankets. That sweet warmth bloomed between us as his thrusts turned erratic and frantic as the heat spike dwindled, leaving me exhausted and satisfied.
I huffed and puffed, struggling to catch my breath and melting to the mattress. “Out, please.”
The cuffs were off in a heartbeat, and he gathered me close.
He took his time massaging me from wrist to shoulder until I was relaxed against his chest.
“I gather you liked the harness and cuffs?”
“Mhmm, I did.” My heart was still pounding from it. “I didn’t really know what to expect.”
“Wear the harness as long as you’d like. We can take it off whenever you get tired of it.” He stretched out next to me and curled around me, failing to conceal a yawn.
“You should sleep.” I wiggled nearer, tucking in. “I’ll wake you if I need you.”
Sidney nodded slowly and pulled the blankets over us. His breath evened out so quickly I wondered if he’d passed out the moment his eyes had closed. I felt a little bad for making him work so hard, but he’d insisted I didn’t have to feel guilty so I tried to lean on that. It felt like the foundations of my whole world were shifting, which also felt silly. It was just sex. Really, really good sex…not that I had anything to compare to, but I was quite certain if it were any better I would simply perish out of existence.
I turned over to watch him sleep. My friends and I had talked a ton in high school about what it would be like if we turned out to be omegas, and I guess it made sense. We were all betas…until we weren’t, and as much as I’d hoped to stay that way, I’d still thought about that hypothetical life of presenting as alpha or omega. In all my imaginings, I had never expected someone like Sidney. He was so sweet and playful. He’d turned something I was terrified of into something fun, making sure I felt supported through every step. Were all the heat helpers like this or just him? I was curious how lucky I had gotten.
As much as I wanted to stay awake and continue appreciating him, I was tired. I let myself relax and succumb to sleep as well, waking him in the morning when my heat rose again.