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Shit.

His hand came up to stroke my face as Imentally went through all the accounting that was waiting for me at home. Thatwas the ultimate buzz kill and pulled me back from the edge.

“Are you okay? Was that too fast?” Thelogical part of my brain said of course he wouldn’t be mad at me for stopping,but the understanding in his voice was still a relief.

“I’m sorry. I was going to come and Ididn’t want you to be mad at me.” I could still remember how good it had feltas the pressure and pleasure built, and a needy shiver raced through me.

“Such a good boy.” Silas continued strokingmy head and his hold on me tightened again. “You’re so responsive. I’m sorry Ididn’t realize how close you were.”

Shit.

It might be time for a confession of sorts.

I tucked my face into his neck and sighed.I hated talking about medical shit and my doctor was the only one who knew, butmaybe it was time to tell someone else. “My hormone levels have always beenhigher than most omegas. It makes me more…excitable and takes more suppressantsthan average to keep my heats at bay.”

He was quiet for several seconds and Ifought the urge to squirm—and not in a good way.

“Does it affect your health in any way thatwe would need to be careful about? Nothing is coming to mind except possiblyyour birth control. Am I missing anything?”

His voice was so even that I had to gothrough his words several times in my head. He’d been trying to figure out whathe needed to do?

I shrugged, trying to hide the relief thatwas making me almost light-headed. “No, it’s mostly just annoying. It makes…well,let's say I’m not as hard to turn on as other omegas on suppressants might be,and my heats will be intense if I ever go off my meds.”

No one had explained that part until I’d gottenolder and even then, the doctor had blushed and hadn’t been able to meet myface. He’d thought I should be upset that my heats were going to be long andintense, but by the time I’d realized it, I’d already figured out I wasn’t likeevery other omega.

“What about the possibility of you gettingpregnant? Do we need to be more careful about that?” Again, it was just afactual question as he held me close. There was no judgment in his voice, justcareful information gathering.

“It's actually going to be more difficultfor me to get pregnant. The doctor said at one point he thought they might haveto see about helping my hormone levels even out if I wanted to conceive.” Ithought I answered that pretty evenly, but evidently Silas heard my opinion inmy voice.

He chuckled. “Not high on your to-do list?”

I shrugged, but finally pulled back enoughto look into his eyes. “Not really. I know I’m supposed to want kids, and maybesomeday, but right now…”

He didn’t seem shocked. “Not everyone hasto have kids, Trouble.”

That wasn’t what I’d been told growing up.Fuck, every major show on prime-time television had a pregnant omega jugglingfamily and some kind of problem they were fighting for. It was one of the main reasonsI read so much and ended up working if I couldn’t find anything to read.

“Do you want kids?” It was entirely tooearly in our relationship to ask, but I figured since I was already oversharing,I might as well find out.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to them, but my lifewouldn’t really work with kids. I want a submissive as a partner and I’m toocontrolling to be able to hide that away from everyone when I’m at home. Andreally, I own a sex toy shop and I have no desire to sell it. I wouldn’t want mykid alienated from everyone because of my choices.” Nothing about hisexpression or tone said he was downplaying his feelings.

“I can understand that.” The conversationhad distracted me enough that I wasn’t as excited as I had been earlier, so ashe started trailing a finger down my neck I shivered but could control myself.

“So just to make sure I understand, I needto be careful when you get too close to the edge because you might not be ableto stop your orgasm if I push you too hard, and if you ever want to be knottedduring your heat you’re going to be insatiable?” His question seemed genuine,but he didn’t hide the desire in his voice.

“Yes, Sir.” I almost purred as he continuedthe slow caress along my jaw and around my ear. Between his touch and thefantasy of getting knotted during my heat, I was hard again before I got theanswer out.

“Do you like the idea of being knotted likethat?” Even if desire hadn’t been dripping from his voice, his erection wouldhave given his opinion away.

When I started to rub my ass on his dick,he growled and his hand dropped to my leg. Then he stroked my cock again and hesent fantasies flying through my imagination as he questioned me with his deep,desire-filled voice. “Is my omega so dirty and wicked he wants to be fuckedduring his heat?”

Chapter 10

Silas

The needy sound that escaped my sexy boy ashe nodded had me fighting the urge to take him right there. But we were a longway from that. Circling the head of his cock with my thumb, I frowned. “Is thathow you answer me?”

My naughty omega shivered again. Biting hislip, it took him a few seconds to actually answer. “No, Sir. I’m sorry.”