Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(46)

He was right that she had her own way of dealing with her suppressed heats, and if she didn’t want us around then we had to respect that.

Even if it felt wrong.





CHAPTER EIGHTEEN


Kayla


L ight streamed through the windows, and I whimpered, throwing the blankets off me and letting the cool air from the ceiling fan chill my sweaty skin. I hated that I had the urge to lie naked in the middle of the bed and also pile every blanket known to man on top of me.

I blindly reached for my phone, knocking it off the nightstand and onto the floor. With a groan, I rolled over, letting my arm hang over the side of the bed but having no energy to actually grab it.

My entire body ached, and my panties were soaked through with slick. What I needed was a cold shower and an orgasm. I should have known my heat was going to start, but it made no sense when for years I’d been consistent with timing and intensity.

And this? This was much worse than any of my suppressed heats.

“Different environment, Kayla,” I muttered, trying to reassure myself that this was normal and all I needed was to take care of myself and the worst of it would pass in a few hours.

But I’d been saying that since the night before and now there was an ache building in my core that I feared would turn into cramping.

I shuddered at the thought of the pain from the heat when I’d first emerged. It had been so awful I’d been ready to go find any alpha off the street to fuck me to take the pain away.

I managed to get my body to cooperate and scooped my phone off the floor before sitting up on the edge of the bed.

“Jesus, how many times did they call and text?” I pulled up the group text and replied that I had just woken up and was doing okay. It was noon and they were set to play around four.

I turned on some music and opened the nightstand where I had my collection of toys. I was in desperate need of a shower, so I grabbed the cock with a suction cup. Fucking myself in the shower seemed like a good plan.

Twenty minutes later, I was showered, and my need for cock was satiated for the time being. I pulled on a light pair of pajamas and stuck a pad in my underwear so I didn’t have to change every five minutes.

An omega’s heat was very similar to a beta’s period, except instead of blood, we secreted a lot of pheromone-filled fluid to attract an alpha and to help us take his knot. I didn’t know what a period felt like, but an omega could be hospitalized and even die from their heat if they didn’t take care of themselves properly.

I pulled out the drawer with my toys and emptied it into the center of a blanket. I didn’t want to have to come back upstairs again when my legs felt like jelly. I should have already been in my nest, but I hadn’t wanted the guys to worry about me.

My phone pinged a few times with messages.

Beck: Text us every hour to let us know how you’re doing.

Rio: One of us will take our phone out to the field when we play.

Me: I just took a shower and had a pretty good orgasm. I’m feeling great.

Kane: Don’t tell us that. What did you use?

Me: The nine-inch girthy one with suction cup for the shower. It took a while to get into a groove with it, but I was screaming out your names as I clenched around it.

Rylan: Don’t get us hard right before our game.

Me: Your game is several hours away.

Beck: Are you in heat?

Me: It’s fine. I want you guys to focus on winning.

I gathered the ends of the blanket and slung it over my shoulder like Santa’s bag. “Ho, ho, ho.

Maybe I’m not doing fine. I’m talking to myself.”

After dropping the blanket and toys off in my nest, I went to the kitchen to find food. I was already starting to feel a need build between my legs again. I’d barely come fifteen minutes before, and a tendril of worry wrapped around my chest.

There were already waters in the former game room turned nest. Now I just needed food, so I didn’t have to come back out again. Getting a reusable grocery bag from the pantry, I filled it up with snacks and then made myself a sandwich.

The first cramp hit me halfway to the nest, and I nearly dropped everything as I hunched over, a flood of wetness pooling between my legs. With a whimper, I hobbled the rest of the way, my clit throbbing and my pad feeling like it had been soaked through already.

I was grateful the pack had moved their gaming equipment and desks out. Now there was the loveseat with a small coffee table shoved in the corner, a television, and two heat mattresses piled with pillows and blankets. There was a small minifridge too, which was where I set the bag of snacks and put the sandwich inside since my appetite was gone.

Another cramp pulled at my core, urging me to seek relief.

It was going to be a long afternoon.

MY SHAKING finger hovered over the call button, my breaths coming in pants as another cramp took hold. It felt like something was ripping me apart from inside, and no matter what I did, nothing seemed to help it.

It had been hours, and with each orgasm, the pain returned sooner and sooner. Not even the inflatable knot on a dildo was giving me any kind of relief. My vision was so blurry I couldn’t even text.

I finally got the nerve to press the button, not knowing who else to call. My mom was going to freak out, I just knew it, but I needed some reassurance that I wasn’t going to die.

“Hi, hun. How are you?”