Page 17 of My Begrudging Scent Matches

“I’ll give it to you,” he says. “ I’ll take care of every little thing you need, you’ll never need to want anything again.”

No, no, no.

“Please,” she doesn’t deny his claim that he’ll take care of her forever, she can’t right now. Her ego was left on that rooftop when she went into heat in front of Caleb.

Grant halts the movement of his fingers and unzips his trousers before pulling free what might as well be the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen. The only thing that will offer her any peace.

She’s seen a hard dick with a knot before, even hooked up with a few Alphas back home, but the sight of it now, with her body raging and burning, feels like enough to set her aflame.

“Please what?” Grant strokes his shaft up and down, then grips his knot.

“Please, Grant.”

“Try again.” She searches his face, this one harder to say. She begs him with her eyes not to make her call him the one thing she’s spent the last decade trying to avoid. “Alice. . .”

“Please, Alpha,” she finally bites out. Grant’s lips curl up into a smile. Not so golden retriever, after all, Grant is devious. He licks his fingers clean, something she never thought she would be this into before he notches the head of his cock at her entrance. Even the promise that he’ll move makes her breath hitch, the precipice of pure relief.

“Again.”

“Please, Alpha, please knot me.”

His little smile turns to a full grin and in an instant he slides home. He pumps his cock into her, his knot bumping against her entrance with every thrust. Alice’s pleas turn into a chant as he rocks into her, begging him to keep going, to go farther, to knot her, to help her feel better, please, please, please, Alpha, please.

Beneath the white light bulbs of the bathroom, Grant’s knot breaches her entrance and expands, locking him in place as he begins to rut, grunting and murmuring right into her ear about how perfect she is, how she was made for him and Caleb, how he couldn’t wait to give her every single thing and make her his world.

The niceties slide right off of her skin as she reaches the relief of a blissful climax, coming around his cock and squeezing his knot into an orgasm of his own. It makes her vision darken at the edges and her ears feel like she’s underwater, but the pain in her abdomen and head lessens and she’s not so frantic.

Alice is delirious as she comes down, Grant locked inside of her cradling her slightly shaking body against his, her naked chest to his clothed one. They’re both panting and it feels like she finally can have a moment to breathe without catching fire.

Five minutes pass like this before Grant tenses, “Shit, you’re on birth control right? Fuck, I couldn’t even think?—”

“Yes,” Alice breathes. “IUD.”

“I should’ve asked,” Grant says. She’s too out of sorts to assure him that the only thing he should’ve done was exactly what he did.

She knows it’s not over, the relief will be short-lived. That intense feeling will be back soon, consuming her with pain and fever for as many days as it takes for her heat to break. This is why she doesn’t fight Grant when he pulls back to look at her face and says he’s going to take her home.

He pulls her head onto his chest and peppers some kisses against her sweaty hair then takes out his phone to make a call. She can just hear Caleb’s surly voice through the line.

“Where is she?” He sounds crazed.

“The second floor bathroom. Get the car, we’ll meet you downstairs in ten.”

“On it.”

The line beeps closed.

“It’s your weekend,” Alice murmurs and Grant just strokes his hand up and down her back. Between his touch and his scent, she’s ready to fall asleep right here.

“Baby,” Grant says. Alice forces open her heavy eyelids. She doesn’t know how much longer has passed, but his knot has shrunken enough now that he’s not stuck inside her. “I’m going to come out of you and then I’m going to help you get dressed, alright?”

She blinks a few times as she nods. Her body craves the connection and comfort of him, and a little whine escapes her mouth the moment he pulls out of her.

“I know baby,” he soothes. He gets them both relatively cleaned up and her clothes back on her body, though everything feels horrendous against her skin.

“We’ll be home soon and then you can get comfy.”

Grant slides her bag onto his shoulder and takes her hand, so weak in his, before leading her out of the scent-filled bathroom, down the stairs, and into the cool parking garage. Caleb is already waiting for them and climbs out of the car to help as soon as the door opens.

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