Page 3 of Follow the Rhythm (Fairview City Omegaverse #2)

“W here is this guy?” I muttered. I was sprawled on my bed, horny and crampy and annoyed, waiting for my heat partner to arrive. To be fair, he wasn’t exactly late, but my body didn’t understand that, and I’d also lost the charger to my vibrator, so I couldn’t even take the edge off.

Of all the reasons I resented being an Omega, heats were at the top of the list. Every three months, I felt betrayed by my body.

I’d tried riding out a few on my own over the years by convincing myself it wasn’t as horrible as I remembered, but it was always worse; excruciating pain, so bad it made me puke, and dangerously high fevers.

I didn’t think Omegas could actually die from their heats, but it fucking felt like it sometimes.

So I’d learned to make my heats an exercise in reduction. A heat partner minimized the pain, usually kept the fevers from spiking too high, and made the experience either tolerable or mildly pleasurable depending on their scent and general vibe.

Finally, my phone buzzed with the notification to allow my visitor up from the lobby.

I groaned in relief and rolled off the bed to answer the door.

I was wearing the smallest set of pajamas I owned, and the AC was turned down to arctic, but I was still burning up.

A wave of cramps hit me low in the stomach as I walked through the kitchen.

I opened the front door and got hit with a face full of cherry and vanilla scent that lit up the scent receptors in my stupid little Omega brain like a Christmas tree.

“Oh, fuck off,” I said emphatically. The Alpha in front of me not only smelled like a dessert, but he was stupidly gorgeous.

He had dark blond hair and eyes like buttered toast, stubble that highlighted his strong jaw, and a smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes.

That smile faltered a little, even as his pupils dilated in response to my scent, which had kicked into overdrive.

“Hi,” he said, unsure. “I’m from Heatsync. Is something wrong?”

I sighed in frustration. “No, it’s fine. You’re just… Can I see your ID?”

He pulled out his Heatsync card, and I scanned the QR code with my app. It lit up green. He was, in fact, my heat Alpha and not a psycho stranger.

I reluctantly let him into the apartment. It would have been much better if he were average looking and smelled half as good, but I didn’t feel like going through the hassle of having Heatsync send a replacement, especially without a working vibrator to tide me over.

“I’m Jess,” I said, ready to get the pleasantries over with.

“Charlie,” he said, still grinning. His ears stuck out a bit, which should have made him less attractive, but it just made him seem friendlier.

“Do you have the tooth caps on?” I asked.

“Of course,” Charlie said, opened his mouth, and leaned down slightly so I could run my finger across the soft transparent caps that covered his canines, above and below.

I tugged on them, one by one, until I was satisfied they wouldn’t come off.

There was no way I was going to let myself end up bonded to some random guy.

I hadn’t begged for bites in a long time, but I also hadn’t smelled an Alpha this good in… ever.

“Good, you passed inspection,” I said and unceremoniously pulled him down for a kiss.

He hesitated for a moment, then scooped me up until my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. I felt his duffel bag slide off his shoulder and thump to the ground.

I licked at his lips and whined in appreciation when he fully claimed my mouth. He tasted incredible, lusciously sweet and bracingly tart all at once. He groaned when I sucked on his tongue, and his cock stiffened against my ass.

“Bedroom,” I said, then dove back for another kiss. Charlie stumbled through the maze of half-built chairs and the skeleton of a dining table until we reached the cool darkness of my room.

He dropped me on the bed and stood over me, panting. He pulled off his shirt, and I couldn’t stop myself.

“Jesus Christ, dude, are you for real?” I said angrily. “No one looks like that. Except maybe Ken dolls.”

Charlie grinned down at me, flexing the plethora of muscles now on display. “I’m going to take that as a compliment, considering the way you’re perfuming for me right now.”

“It’s not,” I said shortly. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”

Charlie laughed. “You’re so mean. I kind of like it.” He helped me strip off the tiny silk pajamas and looked down appreciatively before gripping his cock through his jeans. “Jess, I hate to tell you this, but no one looks like that . You’re gorgeous.”

I hated that the line worked so well, but my pussy fluttered at the flattery.

“Take off your pants.” I needed to take back control of the situation.

Charlie complied, and I slowly drew a finger through the slick gathering between my thighs as he stripped.

His cock was nice, large but not intimidatingly huge, and as pretty as the rest of him.

He gripped it loosely and stroked until a drop of pre-cum slid down the tip.

I bit my lip and circled my clit, drawing my knees up to my chest with a soft whine.

“Can I help?” Charlie asked.

I considered saying no, but I nodded, and he took over, teasing my clit until I was gushing slick and panting.

Just before I started begging, he swooped to bury his face between my legs, fucking me with his tongue and brushing his nose against my clit.

He groaned in apparent appreciation, which spiked my pleasure even higher.

“Fuck,” I yelled, half in frustration that of course he was also talented with his tongue while also looking like a catalogue model. “Oh god, I’m going to come,” I said as he swirled his tongue inside me and flicked a thumb across my aching clit.

I bucked against him as I came, sparks of pleasure coursing through me. Charlie held down my hips, placing soft kisses on my inner thighs, until the tremors subsided.

“Knot. I need your knot,” I panted when he surfaced. He looked as dazed as I felt thanks to the perfume I was pumping out. “Take me in there and fuck me.” I nodded towards the open door of the nest.

“So bossy,” Charlie growled with a predatory smile, then tossed me over his shoulder and carried me into the nest like a conqueror.

As soon as we lay down, I crawled on top of Charlie and slid my pussy along his length, coating him in slick, before sinking onto his cock. He hissed, his jaw clenched, as I settled into a rhythm, taking him a little deeper each time I sank down.

“Fuck, that’s good,” he said, gripping my hips as I slowly lifted and lowered myself.

He was right. It felt incredible. His scent was intensifying along with mine, and I felt myself slipping into the heat fog, the place where biology took over.

Before I could lose myself to it, I slammed down onto his knot, taking my own pleasure. I cried out as my pussy clenched rhythmically and his cock pulsed in response, filling me with his cum as his knot locked him in place.

“Bite, Alpha,” I moaned, exposing my neck to him as we shuddered together.

Charlie complied, lightly scraping his teeth against my neck, which was usually enough to calm the bonding instinct. But not this time. My pussy clenched on him again, and I felt him spurt even more cum inside me.

“Harder,” I whined, and Charlie groaned, his hands gripping me to keep control. “Bite me!”

Charlie bit harder, enough to hurt in the best way. His tooth caps kept him from breaking the skin, but my inner Omega still wanted to be marked. I ground down on his knot, drawing out my pleasure until I felt stretched to the limit, and my mind fractured.

I finally collapsed onto his chest, temporarily sated.

“Did I hurt you?” Charlie asked, his voice rumbling through me.

“Yes,” I said, annoyed at myself for begging for his bite.

I hadn’t lost control like that in so long.

Charlie immediately froze, so I leaned up to look at him.

He looked concerned. “Oh my god, you didn’t actually hurt me.

It was a good hurt.” My pussy fluttered around him again as I touched the spot on my neck where he’d bitten.

“Okay,” Charlie said, and turned us so were? lying face to face, our bodies locked where his knot had fit inside me. “So… it was good for you?”

“Duh. Obviously, yes.”

“You don’t seem to be very happy about that,” he replied, trying to stroke my cheek. I smacked his hand away, scowling, and he grinned again.

“Stop smiling at me,” I said.

“I’ll try,” he replied, smiling wider. “You’re just really cute.”

I scoffed. I’d show him cute.

“Fuck me, Alpha,” I moaned as Charlie slammed into me from behind, his hips snapping forward with brutal force.

“Pull my hair,” I said, tilting my head back.

Charlie wrapped the length around his hand and pulled it tight.

The sharp pleasure/pain spun down my spine and straight to my clit, which I stroked as Charlie fucked me.

“Oh god, yes. Knot,” I said, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter inside me. “Knot me, now.”

Charlie listened like a good boy and pushed his knot inside with one final thrust. I faintly heard his roar of release as my orgasm barreled towards me and shot my brain right out of my skull. My arms gave out, and I screamed into the nest mattress as my pussy pulsed around his knot.

I slowly came back to my body. Charlie thrust gently, shifting his knot, and set off another wave of release.

“Oh god, you’re going to break me,” I moaned, trying and failing to push back up to my hands. My muscles were like jelly.

“Holy shit,” Charlie panted behind me. “It’s never been like this. Ever. I’ve never felt like this with-”

“Shhhh,” I said, my face still smashed into the mattress. “You’re ruining it.”

Charlie guided us down to the mattress, so we were spooning. He dwarfed me, even though he wasn’t exceptionally tall for an Alpha. My dumb little inner Omega was preening . It was easier to enjoy the closeness when I didn’t have to look at his perfect face.