Chapter 12
The longer she was with me, the more relaxed and open she became. There were still a million doors to unlock, but her progress was a delight so far. I moved languidly, luxuriously, indulging in this omega who had put her trust in me. I tugged her by the ankles to the edge of the bed so I could thrust into her slick heat, her legs wrapping around my waist. Her hair spread around her like a halo, her breasts bouncing with every movement, and her mouth dropped open to gasp. How was I ever supposed to stop looking at her?
“Touch yourself.”
Allie jolted. “What? I can’t…I don’t…”
“You can and you do.” I grinned down at her, the evidence of my statement burned forever into my brain. “You helped yourself along several times during the haze when you got too impatient.”
A blush rolled through her body, even her chest and stomach flushing pink. “How do I do it?”
The universe was really blessing me with this. Sometimes instructing was even hotter than dealing with experience, but I still wanted her to play and find out what she enjoyed. If she couldn’t remember the first time, then who was I to deny her the pleasure of finding out for herself twice? “Touch and find out. You’ll know when you figure out what you like best.”
Allie whimpered, inching her fingers down her torso where they hesitated as they met the thatch of hair. It was precious that she still managed to be self-conscious at this point. I was quite literally fucking into her at this moment and she was worried about touching her own clit.
“Should I stop to give you some motivation?” I winked at her and stilled my hips.
“Nooo.” Allie whined and bucked against me, demanding more. I was curious why giving herself pleasure made her uncomfortable, but aggressively demanding it from me didn’t seem to bother her anymore.
“The second you touch, I’ll move,” I promised.
Allie let out an adorably pitiful sound and moved her hand closer, her fingertips brushing her clit.
I felt the moment she finally touched it and I rewarded her with a smooth thrust that forced her clit under her fingers again. She groaned quietly.
“Come on, little one. Show me what you like best.”
She responded so perfectly to the order, like hearing it had ignited her. I watched, utterly fascinated, as one finger swirled in tentative strokes and circles, then two, each on either side of her clit keeping it trapped by friction. Allie shuddered and whimpered, but kept moving, trying out different patterns until she settled firm circles.
“Oh, fuck,” she gasped.
I growled, low and deep. “There’s my good girl.”
The praise kicked her over the edge, her pussy pulsing around me, her fingers frantically teasing her clit. Her moans pitched, and I couldn’t help but answer with one of my own. Slick gushed between her thighs and her hips rocked desperately, leaving us both growling and lost to the pleasure.
I sucked in slow breaths as I came down from the high. Not that there was much besides highs in a heat with all of those intoxicating hormones still floating off of Allie like a cloud that made my brain soft and my cock hard.
“How am I supposed to go back to real life after this?” Allie asked.
I cradled her, arranging us so I could drape her across my chest, and she wiggled to bury her nose against my throat.
“The same way we all have to eventually.” I stroked her hair gently. “You’ll have other heats. At some point, you’ll likely have a partner outside of them, and you can spend every day like this if you want to.”
The primal part of my brain was pissed right off at the very idea of her having another partner, but I shoved it down. She wasn’t for me.
“Could I have you for my next one?” she asked.
I hesitated a moment. It probably wouldn’t be good for either of us to make this a habit. She was like a sun I had made the mistake of staring into and I knew I was going to have trouble seeing anything else after she was gone. That was bad for a multitude of reasons. I wanted to share another heat with her, wanted to see how much she would grow from one to the next, so I didn’t discourage her as much as I should have.
“It’s possible. Depends when it happens, but I’d be happy to do this again.”
“You’re not worried that I’ll fall hopelessly in love with you?”
She said it lightly, but I felt the weight behind it.
It was definitely something we had to worry about from a legal standpoint, which was why heat helpers weren’t allowed to date clients until they had stopped seeing them for two years. Catching feelings when you shared intense experiences like this wasn’t unusual, which was why we had to mitigate it with policy and procedures. Lots of omegas got crushes on heat helpers, and I fully understood it, but it did make things difficult. Besides, it wasn’t exactly her I was worried about. I had to set down a firm boundary for both of us.
“Well, I don’t know that it would matter even if you did. My job is really important to me and not a lot of people would be comfortable with me continuing it while in a relationship, my clients included.”
“Why?”
“You don’t think you’d have a problem with me sleeping with multiple other omegas? Having them in my home or having to leave you at a moment’s notice because someone’s heat started? Potentially having to miss your own heats because I was already helping someone else?”
I would never actually miss my own omega’s heat if I had one, I could plan ahead, but the rest of it remained true.
Allie bristled and stiffened in my arms.
“See? Omegas and alphas get possessive. We can’t help it. It would be hard for me to do my job if I were in any kind of committed relationship.”
There were definitely heat helpers who managed it, but I wasn’t one of them.
“I guess that’s fair.” Allie tucked closer, nosing my scent gland and inhaling deeply. “I’ll just enjoy you while I have you.”
“A wise choice.” I twirled her hair around my fingertips. “Someday I won’t be able to keep up, and I’ll have to transition to nursing only, but I’m really proud of what I do and I want to help as many omegas as I can before I’m forced out of it.”
I wasn’t sure how many years I had left to do this. Most athletes retired by thirty, and heat helpers were no different. Sometimes they skirted around it for a few more years by taking fewer and fewer clients over time, but the pool was always replenished to keep it a successful service.
“You should be proud.” Allie traced patterns on my chest, staying quiet for another few moments. “I’ve been dreading this since I found out I was an omega, and you made it way better than I ever imagined.”
My purr kicked on. “I’m glad.”
Allie wriggled around to press her ear against my chest, her scent softening as the purr lulled her into a half-awake state.
I had been hoping that this was a good experience for her. I brought a lot to the table between my training and my natural alpha inclinations. I knew I was good at sex, but just as important to omegas was being attentive, showing care and compassion, keeping them fed and clean and comfortable. Showing her I could do all of those things was the only way I could prove she could relax while she was so vulnerable.
“How do we know when the heat is actually over?” she asked.
“You’ll have a full twenty-four hours without it kicking in. That’s usually its safe range. We’ll hang out for a couple of days after to be sure.”
She hummed quietly, her fingers tapping out my heartbeat. “I like hanging out with you.”
My purr only got louder. “Is that so?”
“Mhmm. You have excellent taste in movies and you let me eat dessert first.”
I laughed, wrapping my arms more securely around her. “I try my best.”
“What are you going to do with me after the heat is over? I can’t promise to be entertaining.” She was back to tracing patterns on my skin, a nervous habit she seemed to have developed.
“You’ve been pretty entertaining so far,” I assured her.
“But there was sex involved in that entertainment. Maybe you’ll think I’m super boring if we’re just chilling.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not possible.”
Her own purr started up and I couldn’t help but laugh and hold her tighter.
“In any case, you don’t need to worry about that. You’re not here to entertain me.”
“But I want to.”
“You’re doing fine. I promise I’m entirely content right now.” I stroked my hand down her back in soothing motions and let my scent do as it pleased. It was thick enough that I could smell the rich combination of the two of us—honeysuckle and citrus, ginger and cloves. “Want to see a neat trick to relax an omega?”
Allie perked up. “Absolutely. I’m a high-strung individual at the best of times.”
I carefully maneuvered my fingers on her throat until I found the scent gland on each side and pressed firmly with my thumb and fingers. Allie let out a soft mewl and sank against me as her body melted into jelly. I kept up careful pressure and moved my fingers in gentle circular motions until her purr was like thunder rumbling.
“This is fucking witchcraft,” she murmured, sounding like she was seconds away from drifting off.
“I used it a fair bit while you were in the initial depth of the heat haze.” It was a bit of a magic button, but not strong enough to override the haze itself. I tended to use it with some clients who got overly anxious and spiraled, but Allie was pretty good at working through her feelings with regular comfort.
“Can I do it to myself?”
“You can try, but it’s generally not quite as effective as having someone else do it. Some effect is better than none, though.”
“Does it work on alphas? I sort of zoned out in biology. I don’t remember them mentioning if alphas had a magic chill button or not.”
“It’s not nearly as strong as with omegas, but it still feels nice.”
“Roll over,” she demanded. Allie flopped over to the side and stared at me until I obeyed, then climbed on top to straddle my waist, her fingers dancing over my neck. “Show me where.”
I guided her hands to my scent glands and she pressed like I had done for her. My purr rumbled to life immediately, the gentle relaxation of the pressure at my throat untangling the knots of stress in my body. She wiggled happily above me and leaned forward, tracing her lips over the curve of my shoulder, dropping tiny kisses as she went.
Allie kept at it like her sole goal was to keep my purr going for as long as possible. It wasn’t very often that my clients concerned themselves with my comfort beyond what I could give them during their heat. If she wanted to explore this small way to take care of me, I wasn’t going to dissuade her.
Eventually her full weight settled against my back and she sighed, draping herself over me. “It’s entirely unfair I have to go back to university after all this. All my muscle knots are going to leap back into existence.”
I rolled back over and she squawked at being flipped before I gathered her into my arms. “That’s a problem for future Allie. Present Allie should have no such worries.”
“Maybe you should distract present Allie so she doesn’t have time to focus on worries.”
I chuckled and tipped her chin up so I could kiss that perfect mouth. “I can do that.”