Page 35 of Rhythm Of Our Souls (Heartbreak Melody #3)

Ally

“Ally, Kitten,” Nate’s soothing voice washes over me, pulling me from my sleep.

“Mmmm,” I grumble, rolling over to bury my face in the pillow.

“Babe, it’s noon. You don’t wanna sleep the day away,” he chuckles, his fingers brushing hair from my face.

“Yes, I do,” I whine. “I want to sleep all week.”

Yesterday took a lot out of me. Between the weird photo shoot, the conversation with my family, and everything with the concert, my body feels like it’s been hit by a truck.

“Let her sleep,” Liam’s voice sounds from the doorway. “She had a long day yesterday.”

“Okay,” Nate says, standing. “Let me cancel a few things.”

“No,” I groan. “Don’t do that. Go. Do what we planned, I’ll just stay here and get a few more hours of sleep. Then I’ll be ready for our dinner reservations tonight.”

“We’re not leaving you here alone,” Liam grumbles.

My head pops up, and I shoot him a glare. “But you are. You are going to go take that pretty little Omega out on the town, spoil her, show her all the fun things I didn't get to yet. Spend time with her and leave me here to die,” I growl before shoving my face back into the pillow.

“You're not dying,” Lulu laughs, coming to sit on the bed.

“Feels like it.” I move the pillow enough to see her. “Don’t make me move.”

“I’m not going to.” She smiles, her fingers tangling in my hair.

I sigh happily, loving the scrape of her nails against my scalp.

“That feels good,” I moan. “If my body didn’t hurt all over, I’d demand you move those fingers down, down, and down some more.”

Lulu snorts a laugh, making me smile against the pillow.

“Horny little thing you are.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Never.” She huffs out a soft laugh. “Are you sure you’re okay if we go out?”

“Mmmhhmm.” I nod my head. “Go. Have fun.”

“Not too much fun,” she promises. “I’ll miss you.”

With my eyes closed, I lift my head and pucker my lips for a kiss.

She giggles, leaning forward to kiss me softly.

“We can’t just leave her here,” Liam says. “Someone needs to watch her.”

“I have other people on my security team, Liam,” I groan, reminding him. “You just like to hog me all to yourself.”

"They're not as good as me,” Liam huffs.

“They’re just as quiet,” I mutter. “Nate, make him leave with my Omega and find someone to watch my door. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right here when you get back. Easy peasy.”

“Come on,” Nate reassures him. “She’s going to be fine.”

“I don’t like this,” Liam mutters, coming over to me to press a kiss on my temple. “Call me if you need anything, and I’ll be back in the blink of an eye.”

“Whatever you say, Flash. Now go.” I wave him off. “Wait, come back.” I grab his shirt and yank him down, kissing him hard before pushing him away. “Now, go.”

“Crazy woman,” he mutters.

“You love me. So suck it.” I flip him off, making him laugh.

“Always so lovely when you wake up,” Brady chuckles, his turn to kiss me.

“I’m not awake. I’m sleeping. This is just a dream,” I say. “Now kiss me until my toes curl so I can switch this dream into something else. Preferably, me naked with someone sitting on my face.”

Brady’s laughter is deep and rich. “I’m sure that can be arranged.”

“Leave now, before I make you do it.”

“Oh no, the horror,” he laughs, but kisses me just as I asked. I moan against his lips, my belly heating as my toes curl. He leaves me breathless as he walks away.

Once the door clicks shut, I'm out like a light again.

The next time I open my eyes, I’m in so much pain. Whimpering, I curl in on myself.

What is going on?

My body feels hot and heavy, my lips achy and dry. My stomach is cramping so badly.

Something is wrong. This isn’t normal.

My stomach contracts, making me cry out in pain as slick coats my inner thighs. No. No, this can’t be happening.

But it is. And I know it. My heat has started, and there was no easing into it this time.

It’s hitting me hard and fast.

With every bit of energy I have, I claw at my clothes, sobbing because every movement makes my muscles scream in pain. I feel like I’m being weighed down by quicksand.

Once I’m naked, I lie back in my bed, staring up at the ceiling with blurry eyes.

My breathing is ragged, my head is spinning, and my body is burning-I think I’m dying.

The burning need in me demands to be taken care of. I need to cum, I need something inside me.

Rolling over, I swing my feet off the bed and get to my feet. I sway side to side before shaking my head, needing to get some sort of clarity and take stock of the situation.

I’m in heat. I’ve done this every month for years. I can do this. I got this.

Stumbling over to the closet, I grab my small bag that’s filled with sex toys and bring it back to the bed.

Unzipping it, I dump everything onto the blanket and sift through the items.

Deciding on a dildo and a bullet vibrator, I crawl back into bed and lie down.

I don’t waste any time inserting the dildo, the thick toy filling me up. I cry out, eyes rolling back as I move it in and out of me, the tip hitting my G-spot and making me see stars.

With fumbling hands, I turn the vibrator on and place it on my clit. An orgasm hits me within seconds, making me scream out as my body convulses. Wave after wave of the orgasm pulls me under until I can’t breathe.

Lying there panting like I’ve run a marathon, I let my body relax as the aching feeling leaves me.

I only get maybe a minute to enjoy the peace before the pain comes back again.

“No, no, no,” I sob out. “Nooo!”

This isn’t right. This isn’t supposed to hurt. Why does it hurt?

My arms feel like jelly, but I need to be filled, so I bring the toy back up to my opening and shove it back in. Full body sobs wrack through me as I lose my mind. I cum again and again, but nothing is making this pain go away.

Shoving the toy as deep as it can go, I force myself to take its knot. My walls clamp down around it, but it does nothing. I need more. I need a cock, a real one. A real knot. I need to be pumped full of cum and fucking stuffed full from it until I pass out.

This isn’t going to do that.

Scared and tired, I lay there, dildo still in place, while I’m consumed by deep, body-racking sobs.

Not even being commanded by an Alpha to do something against my free will hurt as much as this does.

And all I want to do, for the first time in a very long time, is die. Even if it takes this pain away just for a little while.