Heat Haven (Heat Haven Omegaverse, #1)(8)

“Oh, oh, you make me feel so good. Thank you.” Her voice is breathy, and I can tell that she is close. I know a lot of women have a praise kink, but the way she gives me gratitude when I make her come does something for me. Another gush of fluid releases in my mouth and Emily shakes from head to toe from her second orgasm. She tries to shimmy away from my face. Part of me wants to keep feasting on her pussy, but she seems out of breath, so I’ll give her some reprieve.

I extend my hand to where hers is resting on the floor and I help her sit up, both of us blindly trying to avoid the puddle she left on the floor. Pretty fucking proud of that puddle.

We both sit down and lean our backs against the wall. She tilts her head on my shoulder and I take a deep inhale of her hair. She is intoxicating. I daydream about what she would be like during her heat and how she would beg me and then thank me after. I’m fucked.

I kiss the top of her head, “No need to thank me, sweetness, that was definitely my pleasure.”

She sighs, “I want to touch you, Griff.”

A huge grin spreads across my face. I wish she could see it. I don’t normally hand out smiles freely.

“You don’t have to, Emily. Pleasure doesn’t have to be an exchange. Everything we just did I wanted desperately.”

“I want to please you, too. So freaking bad.”

I kiss the top of her head again. She's just so cute.

Before I can answer, a voice chimes over the elevator intercom. “Sorry, sir. This is Ivy from the front desk. Maintenance is opening the door right now. He said to please sit back at the end of the elevator, and the noise may be loud for a bit.” I let out a groan of frustration.

That did not feel like a half hour. If my cock could talk, he would probably start crying in frustration right now.

Emily sighs and squeezes my hand. Just as she does, the lights flicker on and I get a good look at her. Her hair has taken on that delicious, just fucked look. Her dress is still bunched up at the top and the bottom.

The whirling of the elevator starts, and I quickly rearrange her so that her breasts are fully covered. I pull the hem of the material to cover her thighs. Still, really want to bite those thighs. Emily gives me a shy smile, which I return.

I take my thumbs and rub off some lip gloss from her chin and pat down her hair to the best of my ability. I look around and spot her soaked panties, which I perversely place in my pocket. I grab my rumpled suit jacket and dress shirt from where Emily was lying on it before. The shirt is a wrinkled mess, but that's fine. At least I’m not going back to the office today. I don’t bother putting the jacket on and take my place sitting next to Emily.





Chapter four




I truly and desperately wanted to touch Griffin the same way he touched me. My body felt like it was on fire the entire time his hands and mouth were on me. He made me feel like the rest of the world didn’t exist, and the only thing that mattered was my pleasure. I know immediately I have to muster up the courage to ask for what I want. He asked me to use my words, didn't he?

I place my hand on his thigh. It’s a very nice thigh. I think it might be the size of my head. It’s firm. I bet he could crush a watermelon with those bad boys.

“Griff?” I like calling him that little nickname.

“Yes, Em?” Oh lord, now he’s gone and shortened my name too.

“Um... I know what happened just now was like a matter of circumstance and pheromones. But you made me feel comfortable. Would you...um… possibly like to be a part of my heat?” My cheeks are flaming and I know I sounded so unconfident in asking him that, but I need to get the rest out.

“I mean, I have already picked since ya know my heat should be in the next couple of days. I’m sure if I asked, though, they could make a modification. I don’t want to pressure you or anything. You don’t have to say yes just because this happened.” Biting my nails to hide my nervousness, Griffin takes my hand away from my mouth and gives me a huge, beaming grin.

“Honey, if you thought I could leave you alone after tasting you...” he shakes his head back and forth. “I would be honored,” he squeezes my thigh. “Thank you.”

I steel my spine, and a sense of accomplishment rolls through me. I’m not one to be assertive.

To be frank, I’m terrified of going through my heat with strangers and not in a space that is truly mine. I know it’s what I have to do, so I’m not in an immense amount of pain, but that doesn't make it any less difficult. I’m relieved that Griffin will be there. I mean, I just met the man, but he brings me a sense of comfort. The idea of spending my heat at Heat Haven just got a lot less daunting.

“So, after we get off the elevator, can you come with me to Omega services to get you signed up for my heat?” I ask him nervously.

The elevator slowly starts moving at a turtle-like pace. It startles both of us.

“Of course,” He replies without an ounce of doubt.

I let out a shaky breath. I don’t think I realized just how nervous I was about my upcoming heat. “You okay, Emily?”

“Yeah, I just...I guess I didn’t realize just how nervous I was about having my heat here till now. You know, having strange Alphas care for me when I’m not truly in my right mind.”

He lets out a chuckle, “Well, I was a strange Alpha about forty-five minutes ago.”