Page 55 of Knot Gonna Give You Up
I pull up a browser window on my work computer and type a search to learn more about Omega heats. Frowning, I realize that’s a bit redundant, but what’s typed is typed. A variety of results come, anything from shopping for supplies to links that look a little untrustworthy. After skimming the first page of results, I chose to go medical first. Understanding how the biology works is the first step, I think.
Helping an Omega through her heat sounds like a sexy idea, but somehow, medicine has a way of making it sound horrible. It talks about potential starvation from getting lost in sex, how the Omega will be essentially mindless, the way skin will swell, and potentially turn red from all the blood rushing to the genitals. Iexit out of the browser and remind myself that the Internet isn’t the best place to get information.
When my workday is finished, I swing through the library to see if they have any books on how to help an Omega in heat. I wander through the self-help section, but so far, all I can see are books on general life improvement.
“Improve your life in seven steps,” I read under my breath, “Yeah, right.”
I place the book back and wander some more. Just as I resign myself to asking for help, a librarian saves me from myself.
“You look a little lost. Can I help?” she asks.
She’s an Omega, her scent muted. It doesn’t seem like a chemical suppressant, thankfully, but I do see she has several bitemarks around her neck, showing she’s taken by a Pack. That would explain it. It makes me hope that someday Josie will bear the same marks.
“Uh, yes, actually. I’m looking for a basic overview of heats. Basically, Heats for Alpha Dummies 101.”
Her laugh is light and airy, and she gestures for me to follow her. We walk past quite a few stacks before finally turning down one of them. I was way off in terms of location.
“This is where we keep all the information on Omegas and Packs. Unfortunately, there aren’t many books on Betas and Alphas, but hopefully someone will write those someday. We have a few different books on heats right… here!”
She gestures to the selection of books, and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank you so much! This is exactly the kind of thing I was looking for,” I tell her.
“Not a problem, that’s why we’re here to help. If you need anything else, just flag one of us down. We’re all wearing these lanyards, so it should be easy to find us.”
With that, she walks back the way we came, her stride steady but soft so she doesn’t make much noise. I’m pretty sure I would go crazy if I had to work in an environment that required quiet. I examine the title of each book before landing on a couple. One was made for Omegas to help them through a first heat, and the other is a Pack’s guide to heat. I need to make sure Henry gets copies of these for himself, too.
I check out my books and head home, intent on sitting down and reading through them. Hopefully, it will give me some information on how Betas can help during the heat. We can’t knot the Omega, but there’s other stuff I’m sure I can do to help. I just need to learn. According to my library slip, I have three weeks in which to do that. Shouldn’t be a problem.
I start with the Pack book, figuring that’s going to have the information I need most. Pen and notebook in hand, I scribble down anything listed about the role Betas play in a heat. We are definitely not left in the dust during a heat. Josie is going to need to be knotted several times, and the book recommends making her swallow Beta cum and rubbing any excess cum into her skin. The words on the page aren’t written in a way to be enticing, but now I have the image of Josie spread out for us, dripping with our releases and overwhelmed with pressure.
My pants feel tight, and if I were an Alpha, I’m sure my knot would be swelling. I tilt my head back against the couch I’m sitting on, my eyes on the ceiling.
“Dammit,” I groan, wanting to touch myself but also wanting to learn.
Who knew learning could be torture?
Maybe doing it with Henry will be less of a turn-on. I refuse to think about how gorgeous he is and focus on the fact that there’s no way he’s interested in men, and that definitely helps some of the pressure in my pants. Grabbing my phone, I pull up his information and send a text.
Me
Hey, I found a couple books at the library on heats. Not sure if you want to take a look at them.
Henry
Oh, sweet, that would be awesome. I could ask Ray… but she’s like a little sister to me.
Me
Yeah, no, hard pass on that one.
Henry
Exactly!
Are you free now? I could swing by if you want.
DoI want Henry in my and Simon’s house? I’m a little self-conscious since it’s not a mansion like his house is. I mean it, too. He literally has a small mansion for a house. Simon and I have a rental, but it’s not fancy by any means. Although maybe Simon seeing Henry here will be helpful. Maybe he’ll notice that Henry isn’t uptight.
