But that scare has me feeling exposed and vulnerable as I slink back out to finish clearing the table. Anyone watching me would know something was up by the way I keep glancing around nervously when I spot security approaching one of the guests. There are three burly alphas, all wearing face masks to keep the scent of heat from clouding their judgement, hovering over an omega guest. I can just overhear them asking the guest if he has any suppressants with him and kindly reminding him of the resort's "no heat" policy.
The omega's alpha stands up to them, despite the fact that he's completely naked and sporting a full erection from the scent of his mate. Other alphas nearby are shifting uncomfortably to hide their spontaneous reactions to the omega.
For a minute, I'm certain it's going to come to blows before the alpha and his mate eventually back down and leave the dining room. A few awkward minutes later, the dining room returns to normal, though there are a few jokes about how that omega was probably in for the fucking of his life.
I bite my lip uncomfortably and finish my work, knowing my heat will kick in at any time now, but unlike that omega, I'm not going to get any relief any time soon. I'll probably be escorted to the marina by mask wearing alphas and told to never come back. Then I'll be dropped off at the mainland alone, horny, and desperate. I can call a friend for a ride back to my apartment, but then I’ll be in for at least a week's worth of misery as I wait for my heat to subside.
Suppressants tend not to work very well at stopping a heat that's already started.
And the worst part is that I did this to myself.
Swearing under my breath, I make another sweep of the dining room.
I'm halfway through taking an order out on the patio when I spot Duke wandering between the tables. He looks like he's just taking stock of the situation, keeping an eye on things, but the very sight of him makes my balls twitch. He's just as sexy as he was this morning. I might still be annoyed with him, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't fuck him.
Shit.
The thought flashes through my brain as Duke's eyes meet mine. My heart skips a beat, and for a moment, I forget to breathe. The barest scent of heat tickles my nostrils and panic lances through me. It's starting.
I turn and abandon my table.
The guests shout in protest as I retreat, but I don't turn to face them. Someone else will pick up the slack. That’s much better than me breaking into heat in the middle of all those people. I’d be reduced to a quivering mess with slick running down my legs, desperate for any alpha to fill me and stop the ache. It would be absolutely mortifying.
If I run, I should have enough time to get back to my room and put some proper clothes on before everything goes to shit. Although, this is happening faster than usual. My heats have always been very predictable, so I should have had more time before getting to this point.
I’m already on the path away from the main building before I realize I'm going in the wrong direction, away from my room and into the woods. It's not ideal, but I might be able to hide out until the dining room clears out a bit then I’ll slink back to my bedroom.
I'm not really thinking all that clearly though.
I don't have my sandals on, and the gravel path is slowing my progress. The chill in the air as I get closer to the water causes goosebumps to erupt over my skin.
Seems like I made my escape at a good time though. The scent of my heat is growing stronger by the second. My cock is quivering and my ass is slick. The sticky, natural lubricant is already coating the insides of my thighs.
I sink onto the first bench I come across. I'm so fucking horny that I'm about two seconds away from ripping off my thong and trying to relieve some of the pressure myself. It won't work for long, but I might be able to function like a normal human being again.
One hand strays upward to pinch my nipple, teasing it between my thumb and forefinger to send a shudder down my spine. My other hand slides down to squeeze my cock through the thin material of my thong. I gasp slightly at the touches as a shudder runs through me.
I always find it frustrating how I can go from zero to one hundred so quickly. Once you go into heat, there's no letting off the gas. You don't ease into it. You barely get any warning. Now I'm forced to masturbate in the woods, hoping I don't get caught.
The sound of gravel crunching underfoot makes me flinch. My gaze shifts up the path in the direction I just came. I need to run and hide, to avoid getting caught like this, but I can't. In fact, the idea of being found by someone, anyone, makes my cock even harder. My breath catches in my throat as my hands move on their own. Seconds later, despite the encroaching footsteps, my thong falls to the ground.
I'm completely naked, my aching dick in my hands as I kneel on the edge of the bench. My free hand strays back and I slide my fingers into my wet hole. That offers little relief and serves only to heighten my arousal. The scent of an omega in heat is heavy on the breeze. Whoever is walking this way is sure to have scented it by now.
The steps don't slow down.
I keep my gaze fixed on the path ahead, wanting to see them when they see me. I don't know what's going to happen after that, but my heat addled brain doesn't seem to care.
My breath catches in my throat when my pursuer finally appears. Another shudder runs down my spine as he stops short and looks at me with disbelief on his face. I'm immediately afraid that he'll run and leave me like this. Despite the erection that's straining against his shorts.
"Duke…" I breathe out his name before biting my lip. I must look pathetic and desperate, but that's because I am. I need him. Badly. "Please, don't leave me like this. I need your help."
Eight
Duke
I could smell him well before I saw him. After his hasty retreat from the dining room, I knew something was wrong. I never would've guessed it was this though.
An omega in heat isn't a problem that's just going to solve itself though. I couldn't just turn away once I caught scent of him. This is something I had to deal with head on. I didn't have time to grab a mask, but I should be strong enough to handle it. We have some emergency suppressants in the nurse's station for situations just like this. Though, I've been told it's a long shot once an omega has entered full blown heat.
Once I caught sight of him, I know it’s too late. Not just because he’s already stripped down to bare skin either. But because my dick isn’t going to let me just ignore this.
My thoughts have been fixated on him all day, and my alpha instincts kick into high gear.
He reaches out to me, his voice laced with need and he begs me to stay. I can't say no.
"Not here," I manage as I approach him. "We're still on the main path. The guests…" I've retained enough of my logical brain to remember that much at least.
He whimpers and shifts uncomfortably. "They're all in the dining room or on the beach," he insists. "Please…"
I can't resist him any longer. My dick is pulsing, my heart is hammering, and my entire body is keyed into him. It doesn't help that I'm already attracted to him when he isn't begging for my cock.
"Fuck!" I quickly unfasten my belt.
Isaac's eyes light up, and he gleefully turns his back to me. He bends over and looks back over his shoulder with a sultry expression on his face. "Give me that massive alpha cock," he purrs as his fingers slide in and out of his asshole. "I'm ready for you. Give me everything you've got."