Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Eric chewed on his lip, staring at the screen unseeingly. Considering how young and inexperienced they both were, it was no surprise that they hadn’t been able to resist their instincts and ended up getting fully mated.
If the old gossip websites were to be believed, the marriage had been incredibly toxic, with Nadine and Hugh refusing to acknowledge each other in public. They had gotten divorced when Hugh was twenty-four.
Interesting. Divorce was still pretty rare on the planet, even if it happened more often in Kadar compared to Pelugia. Divorce of a fully bonded alpha-omega couple was practically unheard of.
The reason for the divorce wasn’t stated anywhere, but Eric had found recent romantic pictures of Nadine with another omega. It seemed Nadine preferred omegas.
Eric wasn’t sure what to think. Had his failed mating made Hugh cynical about alpha-omega bonding? Could Hugh be objective in his research when his personal experience might be affecting his judgment?
But Eric had no other choice. Hugh had been right: his condition was worsening. Over the past five days since he’d seen the doctor, Eric had started feeling flushed and aroused at completely random times, and if he happened to smell an unbonded alpha, his cock hardened and he became uncomfortably aware of his hole. It was deeply mortifying. It had gotten so bad that even bonded alphas started looking appealing to him. When Eric had caught himself staring at Royce’s broad shoulders last evening, he had promptly fled to his room, horrified and embarrassed. It was a good thing that Royce’s unbonded brother, Aksel, was temporarily banned from the estate. Eric didn’t trust himself not to jump him if it weren’t the case.
The fact that Aksel and the other unbonded alphas were banned from going anywhere near Eric was deeply humiliating—it meant everyone in the Cleghorn household knew about his problem—and it made Eric determined to fix himself as soon as possible.
That determination made his footsteps firm as he walked to Dr. Randall’s office. He knocked sharply and went inside.
“Good evening,” Eric said, his resolve faltering a little when he saw Hugh and felt his treacherous body react to the scent of a virile alpha in his prime. Hugh’s scent was faint compared to other alphas because of his suppressants, but it didn’t seem to help. He still smelled divine.
“Eric,” Hugh said, pushing his chair away from his desk and standing up.
Eric licked his dry lips, his gaze traveling helplessly over the broad shoulders and strong biceps under that doctor’s coat. He felt blood rush to his nether regions, his groin aching.
“It’s gotten worse, hasn’t it?” Hugh said, his voice calm and lacking any judgment.
Eric nodded miserably, trying not to breathe too deeply.
“Have you brought the supplies I instructed you to bring?”
Eric nodded again, suppressing the urge to laugh. By “supplies” Hugh meant a knotting dildo. Every self-respecting omega owned one to deal with their heats. Eric wasn’t embarrassed about it. Everyone masturbated, be it alphas, betas, or omegas.
But it was a completely different thing to use a knotting dildo in the presence of his doctor, who also happened to be an insanely attractive unmated alpha.
“Go behind the curtain, put it in, and cover yourself. I’ll join you when you’re ready.”
Inhaling shakily, Eric did as he was told. He relaxed a little when he could no longer see the doctor. Taking his pants and underwear off, he climbed onto the examination table. Retrieving his dildo from his rucksack, Eric lay down on his back and pulled the blanket over his lower body.
Eric had to bite his lip as he pushed the dildo inside himself. Fuck, he was so slick and achy already that it didn’t even hurt. He barely felt the stretch. The dildo wasn’t large—it was considered small by sex toy standards, far smaller than an average alpha cock. That was the size Eric was normally comfortable with, but right now he couldn’t help but think that he needed a little more, that the stretch wasn’t enough. Maybe his body somehow knew it wasn’t the real thing he was getting.
Well, that was what he was here for.
“I’m ready,” Eric said quietly. He didn’t bother raising his voice: alpha hearing was excellent.
After a few moments, Hugh appeared from behind the curtain, his face impassive as he glanced over Eric’s covered form.
“Let’s start, then,” he said, sitting down in the chair by his head. He was carrying a case with closed vials. He set it on the table and pushed a button on the recording device. “How would you describe your state right now?”
Eric fixed his eyes on the ceiling, trying not to breathe in the alpha’s scent too deeply. “Aroused. Unsatisfied.”
“Rate your level of arousal. On a scale of one to ten. Ten being the heat level.”
“Eight,” Eric said after a moment. Fuck, it was so hot here.