chapter fifteen

The Heat

Elizabeth

Today was a rough day. Four days after my run in with David and the shifter, my body is betraying me.

The hot flashes have gotten worse. They come more frequently and stay longer. I had to change my underwear twice today because Chayton simply brushed up against me.

Of course, every time I get aroused, he can smell it. Poor guy ran out of the house today like hell was on his heels. It’s after nine and he still hasn’t come back. I’m driving everyone crazy.

I sink down into the hot bubble bath, allowing the water to relax my body. I put Miko to bed an hour ago so I don’t have to worry about anyone interfering. My cellphone rings, drawing my attention. I dry my hands on my towel and answer the phone.

“You better had of called back. I was five minutes away from catching a flight back to Chicago,” I tease as soon as I answer my best friend’s call. Michaela and I have been playing phone tag for weeks now.

“I’m sorry, it’s been hectic here.”

Alarm bells go off in my head. She sounds different. Plus, hectic for her could mean danger.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she says in the most unconvincing way ever.

I sit up in the tub abruptly, splashing water everywhere.

“You don’t sound fine. Tell me what’s wrong?”

Her laughter lightens the mood. “Liz, I promise. I’m good. I’ve been working some longer hours lately and I’m starting to pay for it.”

I sigh, dropping my shoulders and releasing the tension. “Okay, but you would tell me if something was wrong, right?” Leaning back in the tub, I allow the hot water to further soothe me.

The irony isn’t missed on me. I’m asking her to tell me her problems but haven’t found the right time to tell her I’m married. In my defense, with a family like hers, her problems could be a lot worse than mine. And unlike me, she doesn’t have a magical being to protect her.

“You know I would tell you. But enough about me, what’s going on with you and Mr. Chayton.”

Although I’ve kept the marriage a secret, I’ve updated her on Chayton’s and my relationship.

I grin, showing off all my teeth. “We’re good. Real good.”

“Ooh, does that mean you two have given into desire again?”

My grin falls and I’m reminded how horny I am. “No. Not since the first time.”

She huffs a breath through the phone. “I don’t understand. Was it bad sex?”

“No,” I quickly reply, shaking my head. “It was incredible. The best I’ve ever had, actually.”

“Well, then what’s the hold up? Hell, if I had some good dick lying around for the taking, I’d be all over that thing.”

I laugh so hard I snort. “You wouldn’t even come up for air, would you?”

“Hell no. Breathing is overrated.”

We both get a good laugh before I sober. “I guess we’re being cautious. We have a long life ahead of us and we’re working on being friends before we start muddying the water with sex.”

At least that’s what I think the problem is. I understand Chayton has his issues with love. He has made that clear, but I thought we could enjoy the sex. I don’t want to be the one who initiates it. I rather go without than receive a pity fuck.

“Girl. You’re acting like y’all are married. What long life?”

I shake my head at myself, not realizing I made the slip up. “I want this to work out.”

“If he knows what a catch you are, he’s most likely thinking the same thing.”

This is what best friends are for. They remind you of your worth when your too busy licking your wounds.

“I really like him, Michaela.” This is the truth. This has nothing to do with my plan to ease the news that we’re married on her. I genuinely liked Chayton. Had we met on different terms, I would be smitten with him. However, because I know his heart will never belong to me, I try to remind myself not to fall too hard.

“Liz, I have to go.” I frown a little at that news. It seems we never have time to talk anymore, and this call was too short. “Listen to me, if you like this man, stop holding back. Life is too short to not enjoy the small things. Stop thinking about proper protocol and get you some D.”

I laugh out loud, causing my shoulders to shake.

“You are a mess. Bye, girl,” I say to my bestie.

“Bye. Love you.”

“Love you too.” The phone goes dead, and I place it down by the tub.

Maybe she’s right. I should stop worrying about waiting on him to come to me and just go and take what I want. Lord knows it might help ease the discomfort of being aroused by him all day.

How can I not be attracted to Chayton? He’s six foot four of lean muscle. Every time I see him, his golden tanned skin seems to glisten with a thin layer of sweat.

All because he spends long hours working outside. His roughened hands are a testament to his labor. I drop my head back and close my eyes as I reminisce on how those callused hands felt on my body the night of our mating.

A moan slips out as I rub my knees together applying pressure to the increasing ache between my legs. The image of Chayton’s head buried between my thighs pops up in my mind, causing me to slide my hand down my soapy middle to part my thighs. I can still feel the expert way his tongue danced over my clit bringing me to an orgasm so fast my head spun.

I glide my fingers over my soft curls down to the slit between my legs. Even though I’m in water I can still feel the sticky wetness of my arousal as I push my fingers inside. I hiss tossing my head side to side. My body is super sensitive. I use my other hand to tug at my pebbled nipples. They’re not nearly as large or as rough as Chayton’s, but I make do.

Even though his tongue was superb, nothing, and I do mean, nothing will ever take the place of his dick. It felt amazing moving inside me, determined to stretch me to the brink. It was the most blissful pleasure/pain I’d ever felt.

“Chayton,” his name slides off my tongue on a moan.

“You called?”

My eyes spring open and I sit up abruptly in the bathtub, once again splashing water onto the floor. Standing in the once closed bathroom door is my shirtless husband. His eyes are glowing like his wolf and his arms are folded over his chest.

“How long have you been standing there?”

“Not long enough.” He grins, pushing away from the wall to come closer to me.

I should feel embarrassed, he literally walked in on me masturbating to him. This should not turn me on. However, my body heats up and that ache becomes so unbearable I cry out.

“It seems you need my assistance.”

I watch as his glowing eyes scan my body even though I’m covered up by the water.

“Chayton, are you in there? Your wolf is saying things I don’t think you would like.” I know whenever his eyes are like this, he’s battling his wolf for control.

He stops halfway to the tub. A small trace of a frown touches his features. Then suddenly his eyes turn back to normal. I exhale, glad to have the real him back.

“If you think for a second, I don’t know what I’m doing, you have clearly underestimated me.”

My mouth drops open as his eyes go back to glowing. He proceeds to approach me.

“My wolf is here, because I feel everything more heightened when I let him join in the fun.” He stops at the edge of the tub. “Do you want me to leave, or would you like for me to help you out of this misery. I know the pain you’ve been in my Luna.”

“You… you do?” I stammer.

“Yes. The hot flashes and the ache. My wolf is sending you into heat. I didn’t think it was possible, but I was mistaken.”

I knew something was wrong. This wasn’t a normal reaction, I’ve been horny before, but this is horny on steroids.

“Does it go away?” I whine rubbing my thighs together, the throbbing getting worse now that he’s nearby.

“Not without assistance. Don’t worry, I’ve been told the first heat is the worse. The next time won’t be so bad.”

I whimper at the thought of going through this again.

“How often does this happen?”

He smiles. “Maybe every few months. It all depends on what my wolf wants.”

That isn’t very promising.

“Don’t worry, you’re not alone. I’m in the same pain.” I wouldn’t have believed him until he takes my hand from covering my breasts and places it on the large appendage hidden behind his jeans.

My stars, the thing feels bigger than when I first saw it.

“Does it hurt?” I whisper my concern as he applies pressure to my hand causing me to squeeze his hard member. My tiny little clit feels painful. I can only imagine what his large dick is feeling.

His eyes roll back in his head and his teeth sinks into his bottom lip. “Badly,” he says by way of answer.

This man is sexy, but nothing compares to the way he looks when he’s being pleasured. It makes me feel bold and empowered.

“Does this feel good?” I asks him even though I can tell by the euphoric expression on his face it does.

He opens his eyes and looks down at me. “It does. But this isn’t why I’m here.” He pulls my hand away from his girth and gets to his knees. Looking me in the eyes he says, “You started something I want to finish.”

He dips his hands in the water and pulls out my washcloth. “Lie back and relax,” he orders.

I obey. The entire time he keeps his eyes on me. Chayton dips the rag into the tub then holds it over my chest letting the water cascade over my nipples. I bite into my lip enjoying how the hot splash feels against my puckered peaks.

He runs the cloth over one mound, soaping it up and then to the other in a painstakingly slow route. The pulse between my legs starts to beat as rapidly as my heart. My forehead dots with perspiration. Chayton trails the soapy rag down the center of my chest until it dips below the water. I moan when he uses it to brush over my lower regions.

Eventually he abandons the washcloth and uses his fingers to part my folds and run them along my seam. I suck in a breath when one long digit penetrates me.

“Chayton,” I whisper his name when he uses his thumb to entice my bud. My legs fall further apart, and I begin to dance my hips underneath the water.

“I never want you to suffer the way you have these last few days. Whenever you feel your heat coming you come to me immediately. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” I say weakly.

He hums in the back of his throat. “This is my first time inducing a mate’s heat. I must admit, it’s addictive. Especially, when my mate is such a desirable woman.”

He adds another finger inside me as he picks up speed. His thumb circles my clit and the rapid approach of my orgasm causes me to lift my hands over my head. Chayton uses his free hand to bind my wrist together making sure I can’t move them from their lifted position.

I start to chant his name as the buildup gets stronger and stronger.

“You’re almost there, my Luna. Your tight little cunt is squeezing my fingers in a death grip. Give your Alpha what belongs to him,” he barks out the command and my body follows freely.

I come hard, and my body jerks wildly splashing water out of the tub. I’ll have a mess to clean up, but I don’t care right now. He doesn’t stop his hand from pleasuring me and the orgasm continues showing no sign of dying down.

After what seems like an eternity, my euphoria wains. He pulls his hand away from me. My heart is beating so rapidly I think I may pass out.

He stands and goes to the linen closet, grabbing a new towel. When he comes back, he places the towel against his chest, then reaches down to lift me out of the tub. I wrap my weak arms around his neck. He takes me to the bedroom placing me down gently. His gaze roams over my body hungrily. It stops at the marking on my shoulder.

He licks his lips. “Seeing my mark on you has my wolf pleased. It makes him proud that every shifter around can see you belong to me.”

I’m not usually into the caveman ‘you’re mine’ talk. However, when it comes from Chayton I don’t mind. I like that he claims me.

“Yes, I’m yours Chayton. All yours.” Not sure if I’ll feel the same way in the morning, but right now with my emotions high and this throbbing between my legs I’m all his.

“Not tonight. Tonight, is all about your pleasure,” he says right as he grabs my thighs and lift them around his neck. He pulls me toward his mouth, and then proceeds to eat my pussy as if it’s the last meal he will ever receive. Only my shoulders and head are on the bed, the rest of my body is lifted up.

He flicks his tongue rapidly over my clit before dipping it into my soaking wet center. As if that isn’t enough to make a me cum, he sucks my bud into his mouth and an orgasm shoots through me causing my body to shake.

He pushes through that orgasm and continues to tongue fuck me, taking every drop of my cream from my center. I beg and plead with him to stop and keep going at the same time. My mind too fuddled to make sense of my own desires.

He covers my entire pussy with his mouth, slipping his tongue in and out of me rapidly like it’s his dick. When he hums, it vibrates my clit. I fist the covers in my hand and toss my head from side to side.

When my orgasm hits this time, I scream. Chayton continues to slurp and suck through my climax.

“Chayton, please, I can’t take anymore,” I plead when my body feels as if it will never go back to normal again.

He pulls away from me, dropping my weak body back to the bed, his mouth slick with my essence. He runs the back of his hand over his face. I fight to catch my breath.

I never knew my body could come so hard this many times. Chayton watches me, his eyes flashing back and forth from glowing to regular blue. Eventually, my breathing stabilizes. For the first time since this heat thing started, I feel sated.

I sit up in the bed ready to ease his pain. I reach for his belt buckle, but he grabs my hand stilling my motion. When I look up at him, his eyes are closed.

“Tonight, is all about you. We will have the rest of the week to take care of me.”

“The rest of the week?”

Chayton laughs at my shocked face. “You’re at the start of your heat. Tomorrow, you’re going to feel ten times worse. For the next five to seven days, I’m going to be your best friend.”

I did not sign up for this. At some point, I’m going to have a conversation with his wolf. What the hell am I going to do, if he wants to make this a monthly thing? Imagine walking around with a live wire between your legs every month.

However, that isn’t where my thoughts stay.

“Five to seven days? What about Miko?” The kid has to eat at some point.

“Relax,” Chayton says placing a hand on my shoulder. “I’ve already notified Enzo and Phaedra. They will be here in the morning to get him.”

Well, that solves that problem.

“What now?”

He smiles down at me. “You’re going to get as much rest as you can now. The next few days will be rough. I’ll be here with you the entire time, if you don’t mind me staying in your bed.”

He has no idea how bad I’ve wanted him to lie with me. Ever since the night of our mating.

“Yes,” I say, sliding off the bed. I go to walk pass him, but he grabs my arm.

“Where are you going?”

I look down hiding my embarrassment. “I need to put on clothes.”

His eyes start to glow again as a mischievous smile lifts his lips. “No need. Trust me, you’re not going to want anything touching this body but me. Now get back in bed, I haven’t finished my meal yet.”

Like an obedient wife, I climb my naked ass right back in bed. I mean, how am I supposed to say no to that?