Heat Haven (Heat Haven Omegaverse, #1)(28)

“New guy is here,” he whispers.

I look over and sure enough, Emily is being fucked doggy style by a man I haven’t yet met. He has pale white skin, a closely shaved head, his hair would be dark if he fully let it grow out. He’s a brick shit house of a man, just pure muscle. With how tired I am, and how dim it is in the room, I can’t get a good range for his height or age, but I’m guessing around my age. His left arm is covered in a sleeve of tattoos that I can’t decipher. I overhear him speaking to Emily, and I immediately don’t like what I’m hearing.

“Take my dick you worthless cunt.”

Now, I’m new to the whole degradation thing, but I don’t think that's what Emily meant when she put that on her list.

I look over at Emily and she doesn’t make a face or say anything, so I decide not to intervene. Watching this guy fuck my girl does not give me the same feeling as when it’s Dion. I’m on high alert and I just want to get him the fuck off of her. I take some deep breaths to calm myself down and remember that this is what I signed up for, and this is what Emily needs.

Dion and I head over to the corner to drink some water and eat some breakfast. He looks just as skeeved out as I do.

“Listen, if things get out of control, we will take care of it,” Dion says.

He doesn’t look at me, his gaze is on this strange man fucking Emily from behind in brutal thrusts. He has a flat Hank Hill looking ass and watching it clench while he fucks Emily almost makes me lose my appetite. Dude needs to stop skipping out on leg and squat days.

“He seems like a real fucking asshole,” I cough out.

Dion chuckles, “Well, that's probably because you don’t know him and he’s fucking the girl you like. Let's give him a chance. We both need a break. I was going to go sleep in one of the overnight rooms once he got here, but I think I’ll stay instead.”

A tremendous wave of relief ripples through me, and I’m so thankful for Dion. He might be younger than me, but he has been my mentor throughout this entire process. There was no way I was leaving Emily with this guy, so I’m glad I have backup.

The big ass dude finally comes and knots Emily. He doesn’t stroke her hair or massage her as he waits for his knot to go down, he just fucking lays there. I muster all the patience in the world not to throat punch this fucker as I lay down next to Emily.

I stroke her face and pat her hair down. “How are you doing, sweetheart?”

“Thirsty,” she answers.

I look over her shoulder and the guy is just chilling there fucking daydreaming, probably about plain white rice and unseasoned chicken. Before I can even get up to get her anything, Dion walks over with a Gatorade and a straw. He hands it to me and I put it level so Emily can drink. She takes one small sip.

“A few more sips,” I tell her. She rolls her eyes at me, but she takes a few more sips.

I hand the bottle back to Dion and he sets it on the table. The man's knot goes down and it releases him from Emily. She sighs and starts to fall asleep again.

The man gets up and looks at Dion and me.

“Hey, I’m Jenson. You guys can go to the overnight suites, I got this.”

The name Jenson rings a bell. This isn’t the guy that was supposed to be here. It was the guy put on standby because I took his place. I’m guessing her original third couldn’t make it and that's why Dion and I have been on our own for so long, they needed to contact her back up option. Dion and I share a knowing look that there is no fucking way that is going to happen. At this point, I’ve completely forgotten about the moderator watching. I know they are there, but there is no way we're leaving Emily.

Dion gives the man a half-smile, “I’m Dion, and this is Griffin. We're fine where we are, thanks.”

Jenson rolls his eyes, but opens the mini-fridge and takes out a handful of strawberries.

“Suit yourselves,” he says as he takes another bite of the strawberry and I watch him eat it. The way he eats makes me want to wire his jaw closed. He’s like a demented cow chewing hay. How the fuck was this guy even on Emily’s original roster. I mean, I guess he is attractive and smells fine, but he’s a real fucking cunt.

“When do you think she’ll wake up again? I want her to suck my cock,” Jenson jokes with no decorum.

Do not punch this man. Do not punch this man. If you hurt him, you’ll be kicked out of Heat Haven and Emily will be alone with him. I lock my jaw as tightly closed as possible. Dion squeezes my bicep with a firm grip, likely knowing I need to be centered.

Dion leans in and whispers just low enough so Jenson can’t hear. “It’s going to be okay, man. Let’s both get some sleep so that one of us can be up while he is doing anything with her.” We both have Emily’s best interest at heart and I’m grateful I didn’t get stuck with two guys like Jenson because I would be spending the night in jail and not in this neon fuck den.

Jenson has already plopped down in the corner, not making any attempt to cuddle Emily. Fine by me. Dion and I go back to our respective spots cuddling the sweet little Omega.



After a few hours of sleep, thank god, Emily seems slightly with it and we decide we need to get her to drink and eat a few snacks. She gives me a little pouty face when I bring one of the strawberries to her lips.

“Sweetheart, you specifically wanted strawberries. You haven’t eaten much today. I need you to eat.”