Page 20 of Heat Me

"Not a clue… reinstating Pluto as a planet?"

"Come on! That’s never happening," he scoffed, but he was smiling now.

I chuckled and said, "We’ll argue about that later. Let me finish fixing your nest first—I want to make it right."

Damien blinked, looking at his partially destroyed rose-petal nest. "Why do you care so much? Alphas usually make fun of nests. My brothers sometimes kick it, just to mess with me."

Shame washed over me, remembering how I used to treat my ex’s nest. But this was different. There was something about Damien’s nest that made me want to protect it—and him.

"They shouldn’t do that," I said firmly. "And I don’t know why, but I just want it to be whole. People say a nest is an omega’s magic, the imprint of their soul."

"Do you really believe that?" he asked softly.

"Maybe I do," I admitted, letting go of his hand and finishing up the repairs. It didn’t take long, but in that time, Damien’s demeanor shifted even more.

He watched me with reddening cheeks, biting his lip. The room filled with the most delicious scent as he fidgeted, like he couldn’t find a comfortable spot. I could tell now, with absolute certainty, that the next wave was coming. I glanced at his pelvis, noticing how he was starting to tilt it slightly back, making small, frantic moves.

Then, he let out a loud huff and unexpectedly leaned back, pulling off his shirt and lying flat on his back. I gaped.

In the light of dawn, I could finally see his whole body, all of him, bare for the first time.

It was a small body, with soft, round, delicate shapes, his breasts were almost translucent pale pink, the tips of his nipples were large and stiff, protruding. The skin of his neck was slightly reddened around the glands, and his small dick was fully erect.

I fixed my eyes on that part, paused my work on the nest for a moment, and immediately felt a strong temptation to take his dick in my mouth. So I sped up and finished the repairs as quickly as I could, my own cock hardening even more. Damien was watching me intently, his lips parted slightly, and in addition to the scent of his pheromones, the sweet smell of his slick hung in the air.

My whole body tensed like a bow ready to shoot; the rut was about to hit me in full force.

Damien seemed to sense this and made a low sound in the AO mating language, signaling his readiness. As I moved along the line of his nest, circling around it, feeling a bit like a preying beast with my eyes focused madly on him. He very slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, began to move his thighs aside, parting them so that I could see what was hidden between them; a treasure waiting for me to claim. My hungry gaze landed on it. Icouldn't miss the fact that his entrance looked very different now than it did five days ago. It was more puffy, deeply pink, and the delicate petals surrounding his hole seemed slightly swollen and open. The whole thing was covered in slick, and I just stared… stared at this gate that he had just presented to me in such an extremely erotic way.

"You know, what I said on Thursday was true. All true. Your hole is stunning, perfect and so inviting…" I murmured, my voice hoarse.

"I want you there, deep inside my hole," Damien said breathlessly, his cheeks turning red, I knew he desired this, that this burning need was growing inside him with every passing minute.

In a few quick moves, I managed to get rid of my t-shirt and pants, and I had nothing underneath because I ran here as fast as I could, even my hair was still wet from the shower.

Damien's eyes wandered over my body, curious and slightly embarrassed. I was always self-conscious about my appearance because I didn’t look like a typical alpha.

My body had long lines of purple-pink tissue, similar to dense gelatin, running along all my limbs—top, bottom, and sides. I could push bony spikes through it without damaging my muscles; the tissue was like thick but pliable rubber. My chest also had thin pink lines along my ribs because, in moments of great danger, I could push out extra bone plates to protect my chest and organs.

My body was almost three times as heavy as a typical alpha male’s, due to the hidden extra bones and their unusual density from extreme hypermineralization.

"You’re… impressive," he breathed out, but I couldn’t tell which part of my body he was referring to, since his gaze was flickering between my face and my crotch.

"Are you inviting me into your nest, omega?" I asked, my voice dropping even lower.

"I invite you into my nest, alpha, and into my body."

I took a deep breath and climbed onto the bed, careful not to knock over his rose-shaped nest again—though I suspected it might not survive the next few hours anyway.

My pulse quickened, and Damien’s breathing was rapid and shallow.

The first thing I did when I kneeled between his thighs was to lean forward and take his dick in my mouth, which of course concluded after exactly ten seconds—my mouth being immediately filled with sweet liquid and Damien let out a lovely, prolonged whimper.

However, knowing that this kind of orgasm would only give him temporary relief, I raised my eyes to him and said with a smirk, "You taste delicious, and don't worry, we're just getting started."

His eyes were wide open and staring at me, and he just mumbled, "Please take me. I need more."

Could I refuse? Absolutely out of the question, I bent down, pulled back a bit and slid my hands under his buttocks, our eyes meeting again, "First I have to savor you."

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