Page 29 of Knot My Only Fan

“Problem?” I ask.

“She canceled. The omega who’s going into heat. She’s decided she can’t sell it.”

“It’s up to her.” I try to look casual and not to smile.

“I think I frightened her off.” I watch his jaw tick as he taps his cell against his forehead. “I told her to tell me where she was. I wanted to take her through her heat. And she blocked me.”

I arch an eyebrow as he smirks.

“I’ll set up a new account. All I have to do is keep letting her know I’m only a cab ride away.”

“You thought because she was an omega that she’d bow down to your demand? It’s a good job that you don’t know her in real life.”

Xander growls as he shoots a glare my way. “I know she must live or be staying near a heat hotel and her location shows her in New York.” He pauses for a moment, obviously thinking it through. He looks at me and smiles as he raises his cell. “Hey Siri, how many heat hotels are located in New York City?”

“New York City has three heat hotels. A further ten are within twenty miles of the vicinity.”

Three!

Xander grins. “She won’t be that hard to find.”

“Only if she is a scent match.” I shrug my shoulders, pretending I’m not bothered. “And what are the chances of that?”

“She’ll be perfuming for all the alphas to smell. But luckily most will think it’s the heat hotel emitting the scents.”

“Good luck with that.” I take my cell and tap out a message.

Me: I’m on my way. Ask me for my username when I get to you.

Me: Do not open the door to anyone until they tell you the username, even if you recognize me.

Scarlett: Thank you. Be quick.

Chapter 10

Grace

“On his way,” I hiss as I stride into the bathroom and look at the vibrators I’ve used, and cleaned since we agreed.

I can’t cope.

I must have come ten times since the last text, maybe thirteen, and I’m reaching for Ella’s most recent omega sex toy, The Master. A glass vibrator with knots. Unlike her other toys, where the knot inflates, this one is a solid glass masterpiece.

I should relax with bubbles in the tub, with a calming eye mask and scented candles, but I need real relief and knowing how close I am to getting it from the Heat Hotel on the opposite of the road, the more I’m tempted to call my chaperone and fuck a pack until my body is too exhausted and satiated to walk.

As I walk out of the bathroom, I glimpse my cell, grab it, and send him a text.

Me: You’ve got ten minutes and then I’m going to the heat hotel.

I thought we had a connection.

I thought he wanted to help me.

I never thought being in heat would be so hard without an alpha. Ella was right. I need to get my body into a heat room and fast.

But the ache between my legs needs to be sated first. Along with The Master, I grab another vibrator, a silver one with veins and a large knot, the one I was determined not to use. I take the two and crawl on the bed until my head touches the pillow.

My leggings are on the floor. I’m still wearing my cozy, fuzzy knee-high socks and a hoodie that’s far too big for me. It’s more like a dress than a sweater, but I love how soft it is on my skin.

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