Page 47 of His Snowbound Omega

“I’m theonlyalpha you’ll ever be with again, period.”

Thorn shook his head, but the second Baal’s fingers made contact with his sensitive nipples as he pulled his shirt open, all thought fled his mind.

“I triggered your heat accidentally,” Baal explained. “Have you been needy for me, sweetheart? Is that it? Must be. Have you felt neglected these past few weeks? Hmm?”

“Alpha.” Thorn didn’t want to be teased right now. He wanted to be taken.

“How quickly does it usually hit you?”

“Fast.” For some, the body eased into a heat or a rut, but Thorn had always been different. His hit like a freight train speeding through the night with all its lights off. “Usually I hole up the day before it’s supposed to start, just in case.”

“Ever get caught outside?” Baal roughly tugged his pants and underwear off in one go, causing his body to slide down the mattress at the same time.

Thorn squeezed his eyes shut and hissed as a fresh wave of slick pooled between his thighs. His dick was leaking as well, and he felt a river of precome roll down his hard shaft. “Once.”

“Did anything happen?” the alpha growled.

“No. I found an empty construction site and stayed there overnight.”

“Is that how long it typically lasts for you? A day?”

“It can be more…depending on.”

“Depending on what, omega?” Baal was less careful with his own clothing, practically tearing through it as he glared down at Thorn’s writhing body, clearly knowing what he was about to say.

“If I’m being taken care of, it can go on for longer.”

“If you’re being fucked and knotted, you mean.” He lay down over Thorn, pinning his body in place, and wrapped a hand around his throat. “You aren’t allowed to take another alpha's knot ever again. You aren’t even allowed to picture it. Is that clear, omega?”

Another desperate whine slipped past his lips when Baal ground his hips against him.

“Answer me,” the alpha demanded. “Tell me you know who you belong to.”

“It’s starting to hurt.” The ache was thrumming through him, painful cramps deep inside his body, causing him to tremble. An omega in heat didn’t just lust for an alpha’s attention, they physically needed it. The longer he went without being stuffed, the more it would burn between his thighs.

Thorn had been careful not to be left without toys to help him through those periods when he wasn’t dating or calling someone to help him with it. There were knotting toys that did the trick in a pinch, and since he’d lived alone the past two years, he hadn’t had to worry about locking himself in his room and could instead move about the house as needed.

That time he’d hidden in the construction site had been brutal. There’d been the constant fear of discovery, the worry the rainstorm wouldn’t be enough to cover his scent and an alpha would find him at any moment.

Then there’d been the excruciating pain. It’d been debilitating, keeping him in the fetal position for most of the night, his fingers stuffed into his hole, unable to reach anywhere near deep enough to even ease the burn.

He’d been secretly afraid of that pain ever since, and refused to experience it again now when there was a perfectly good alpha cock rubbing up on him tauntingly.

“Call me your alpha,” Baal said. “If you want it, that’s all you have to do.”

“If you were my alpha,” Thorn wrapped his arms around Baal’s back and dug his nails in, “you’d be fucking me like it.”

Chapter 15:

Baal was just as surprised by Thorn’s sudden heat as he was. He’d had a plan already in place, had taken the day off work and booked the cabin in advance. But it’d been a while since he’d learned all the best laid plans in the world couldn’t beat out destiny.

“You’re right,” he cooed down at his omega, noting the tears spilling from Thorn’s eyes. “I’m the one with something to prove here. I still have to make up for the last time we were here. I should be the one telling you.”

There was already a massive wet spot on the bedding, and when he rose to his knees and glanced down, it was to find Thorn drenched in his own fluids.

“Where should I touch you first?” he asked, maybe a bit cruelly, since it was clear Thorn was on the edge and unraveling fast.

“Anywhere,” the omega gasped, his hands grabbing onto the pillow beneath his head and twisting the fabric. “Everywhere. Please. Alpha.” He lifted his hips and his dick bobbed, angry and swollen, droplets of precome raining down over his tight abs.