Page 95 of The Heat of Us

“Please, Hazel.”

I wondered what it would be like when he finally gave himself permission to let go of all that control.

Aleks relaxed visibly when I swung my leg off him, kissing his cheek chastely. “Ok,” I conceded. “Not right now.”

“Thank you.”

I trailed my fingers up his arm, across his shoulder and buried them in his hair. “But when we do…can I take you bare?”

Goosebumps peaked visibly across his skin.

“Fuck.”

If he wasn’t so beautiful teetering on the edge of ruin I wouldn’t have the urge to keep doing it.

“Yes, Hazel. I-I’m negative.” Aleks inhaled deeply before continuing. “I…haven’t really had the time to be with anyone in a long time.”

The overwhelming possessiveness from my omega was staggering. My eyes went straight to the beating pulse point in his neck.

Mine.

No one else is allowed to touch him.

Aleks was oblivious to my sudden vampiric urges. “Come on, let’s just watch some TV or something until the others get back.”

I let him nestle me against his side and tried not to think about how badly I wanted him.

34

BEN

Remy and I weren’t the only alphas in Haven + Nest, but we were definitely the only ones squabbling this much.

“Not that one,” Remy said instantly before my hand even touched the mattress.

I’m surprised smoke didn’t puff out of my nostrils. “Why the fuck not?”

Remy pointed at the tiny asterisk on the price tag that read preorder for November delivery.

I debated punching that smarmy grin off his face.

“Whatever, let’s keep looking for one that we can get today,” I muttered, turning my back on him.

Without Hazel as a buffer between us we were back to our baser instincts. I hadn’t contested another alpha before but I was pretty sure there was meant to be a winner. One submitting and the other rising as more dominant.

What the fuck happened when Remy and I met, then?

It was very hard to maintain a decent level of annoyance with someone when testing mattresses. Remy and I lay on the opposite edges of one together, as far away from each other as possible, bouncing our bodies angrily and feeling stupid.

“This one,” I said shortly. “It’s probably the closest to the one I have at home and she sleeps well in that one.”

Remy pointed at the previous one we tried. “That feels like her Sierra nest one and we don’t sleep in that one.”

My god I would love to find out if a whole mattress could fit up someone’s ass.

“We can fuck on any surface,” I hissed at him. “She needs to sleep well in this one.”

He rolled his eyes and I stalked off towards the pillows.

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