Page 34 of Caught in His Sights

“Dammit,” Caleb swears as my pheromones fill the car.

He cracks the window open, letting in a gust of cleansing air. “Why didn’t you mention you were going into Heat soon?”

“It slipped my mind while running for my life.” It’s hard to concentrate with the taste of him still on my tongue as I snap the top buttons on my shirt free. “Didn’t you see it on my calendar when you were snooping through my laptop? Or were you too distracted by all the pictures of yourself to notice?”

Caleb chuckles at my snippy tone and reaches into the backseat to grab a paper bag, tossing it into my lap. “According to your app, you weren’t supposed to go into Heat until tomorrow.”

Inside, I find over-the-counter suppressants. I stare down at the box, the fever building beneath my skin. “Too late for the preventative ones now. The emergency liquid kind would have been better if you wanted to stop this.”

“Should I tie you to the bed when we get home?” Popping open the center console, he grabs a mask and fits it over his nose and mouth to block out my scent. “Light some candles and sit back to watch while you writhe around as punishment for not coming back to the parking lot like you were supposed to?”

An involuntary shudder goes through my body, torn between fear and desire. If Caleb were to watch me struggle, my slick seeping into his sheets…

A whine fills the car, and I wiggle, the fabric of my pants chafing against my sensitive dick.

The rest of the drive to his townhouse passes in a blur, as does the trip inside and up the stairs, the burn of his hand around my arm the only thing keeping me on my feet.

In his bedroom, he stops at the door and releases me. “Don’t move.”

The lights turn on, and I blink to adjust.

Caleb steps back in front of me, his large hands framing my face. “Why were you crying earlier?”

“Because you were choking me with your cock.” The memory brings on a fresh flood of desire. “You can choke me again.”

Caleb’s hold drops to my throat, just tight enough to be a threat. “Five seconds to start talking, Oliver, or I’ll bring out the handcuffs and leave you to suffer alone through your Heat.”

My bottom lip trembles, and I fight back the sting in my eyes. This isn’t fair. He can’t do this to me.

Not right now.

But the truth spills out anyway, desperate and raw. “The body wasn’t Dylan, and I’m sad because it wasn’t him. I was crying because he wasn’t the dead Omega in that morgue.”

A rumble rises in Caleb’s chest as he strokes my racing pulse. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s not bad or shameful to cry for yourself.”

His permission unleashes a torrent of sadness, spilling down my cheeks.

Caleb leans down, his mask rough on my cheek. “It’s okay. Let it out.”

I clutch at his shirt, seeking comfort from the man who both humiliates and excites me. “It’s never him.”

His thumb dips beneath my nape guard to press against the sensitive skin. “How many bodies have you gone to identify?”

“At least a dozen,” I choke out, unable to hide the anguish in my voice.

Caleb’s grip shifts, pulling me close, allowing me to lean in and bury my face into the curve of his shoulder.

My tears keep flowing, and he rubs the back of my head, easing the tension in my shoulders. “That’s right,” he murmurs, “just feel the grief.”

I wrap my arms around him, turning my nose into the crook of his throat, breathing in his intoxicating scent. His pheromones envelop me, and my body trembles with need.

As my crying slows, the feverish heat returns, burning away the last of my sadness.

“Good.” Caleb’s chest rumbles, the vibration traveling through me. “Breathe me in.”

I roll my face against his skin, drawing in deep lungsful until I’m left gasping, open-mouthed, my bones melting. I want to rip his mask off, to overwhelm him the way he overwhelms me, but that kind of defiance will land me in here alone, without even his eyes on me.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” Caleb whispers, sending shivers down my spine. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum, stuff you full to bursting, then plug you so it stays inside.”

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