Heat Haven (Heat Haven Omegaverse, #1)(23)

“Do you gentlemen have any questions?” he asks.

Yeah, what the fuck is water play? I keep that to myself and just nod my head that I do not have any questions.

“Great. Mr. Davis, please head down to the overnight suites. We will wake you when Emily is fully in heat. Mr. Miller, Ms. Collins has requested you in the neon suite.”

Dion gives me a little head nod and makes his way down to the lower levels, while I walk over to the neon suite.

Once I walk into the nest, I take in the room before me, definitely an interesting choice by Emily. I guess she was going for the pretty princess, underground rave, fuckfest aesthetic. Emily’s cherry scent envelopes the room. I don’t immediately see her until I look over at the pile of pillows. She's burrowed herself into a nest of pillows and blankets like a little chipmunk. Her chest rises and falls with her breathing and I place my hand on her forehead, maybe a mild fever, but nothing that indicates she's fully in heat. The purple neon lights highlight her feminine face, and I’m in awe of how beautiful and peaceful she looks.

Taking off my shoes and suit, I fold them neatly, and place them on the table provided. With just my boxers on, I crawl on the bed and curl up next to Emily. My cock is painfully hard, but I’m tired enough that I drift off to sleep with the sweetest Omega tucked into my arms.



I’m woken up by a low moan and slight pressure on my chest. I open my eyes to see Emily straddling me, her pink silk panties and bra still on. Her head tilted back, with her dark blonde locks falling behind her. Both of her hands are pressed firmly against my chest. My hands snake over her thighs tentatively and I’m immediately taken aback by how warm her skin is. Her scent has amplified from earlier. It’s like we're inside a bakery that only makes cherry pies.

She lifts her head and finally looks at me, smiling as she leans into my neck. Her tongue makes a wet trail from my collarbone to the back of my ear. Breathing heavily, she leans in and inhales my scent.

“I need you to fuck me,” she whispers confidently in my ear. It takes me a minute to realize that it’s the first time I’ve heard her curse.

I pat down her hair that is partially in my face from her licking my throat.

“You okay, honey?”

She continues nuzzling my neck as she grinds her silken-clad pussy over my cock, which makes me groan.

“Touch me,” she says, and I quickly move my hands to grab her perfect peachy ass, moving her to grind harder on my dick. I know I can only physically knot her so many times, so I’m going to need to use everything in my arsenal to get my girl off as many times as she needs. She sighs as my knot rubs against her clit.

“You like that, Emily? You getting wet thinking about your greedy cunt taking my knot over and over?” She doesn’t answer with words, she just moans and keeps sliding her pussy up and down along my length.

I remember the moderator said she was into some spanking, not that I didn’t already know that from our previous time together. I swat her right ass cheek and watch it bounce in the aftermath of the strike. It makes her increase the pressure on my cock to an almost painful amount. She grabs onto my hair as she comes, panting and shaking. She’s so fucking wet that my boxers are completely drenched in her slick.

Her eyes are closed as she just continues hugging me and not letting go. I need to get us out of these wet clothes.

“Honey, I’m gonna take our clothes off, okay?”

She grabs onto me tighter, like if she lets go, I might disappear. Stroking her hair, I surprise myself when I purr for her. I’ve never purred for anyone in my whole fucking life. The vibrations of my chest shake her slightly, but she sighs and continues rubbing her face into my chest. I’m so fucking gone for this girl, and it’s clear my inner Alpha is as well.

I don’t know when they’ll ask Dion to join the heat, or whenever the other fucking guy will get here. I need to treasure this alone time for as long as we have it.

I’m still purring underneath her as I shimmy my boxers off. It proves to be extremely difficult with how wet they are. Once they’re off, I use my foot to fling them to some undisclosed location in the room. Using both of my thumbs, I roll Emily’s panties to her calves, where I have to use my foot to swipe them down.

“You want me to play with this pretty pussy?” I say as I put my hand between us to feel her wet folds.

“Fuck, yes,” she moans. I don’t think I’ll get used to her swearing.

Rolling her so that her back is on the mattress, I use my left elbow to hold myself up. I kiss her forehead and her cheeks before kissing her sweet, pouty mouth. Before I even have the chance to deepen the kiss, Emily takes control and grabs a handful of my hair, forcing our lips together. It’s a clash of tongues and teeth, but fuck, she makes me hungry.

She removes her hand from my hair and grabs my hand. With her hand on top of mine, she directs me. We start at her breast, where she has me give it a tight squeeze. Then we slowly caress the valley of her chest to her navel. Once we reach her pussy, she swirls our fingers around her clit. I look down and watch as our two hands together start bringing her pleasure. She is so fucking wet that each movement makes an almost suction-like sound.

She whimpers as she draws both of our fingers into her tight pussy. Two of her fingers and two of mine doing an upward movement against her G-spot. I use my thumb to continue circling her clit. Her moans fuel my desire as we both fuck her with our hands.