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I forced out my question, I was having an inner battle with the strange thing that was happening to me. “ It's just my theory, but I think you are in heat,” Debby said. “heat?” Debby nooded, confirming what I asked. “Cara, being in heat is that special thing only Omegas undergo, but for some time now, maybe because of evolution, but it never occurs again” she explained. Garreth was quiet throughout our talk, but I caught him nodding his head in agreement with whatever Debby was saying was wrong with me. I tried as much as possible to understand what Debby was saying.

He had to look up videos just to understand what he was feeling, and when he did—when he saw two men kissing, touching, thrusting—he slammed the laptop shut, heart pounding, cock hard, shame bleeding under his skin. He didn’t even know what gay meant to him. He just knew Damien looked at him like he wanted to do things to his body Ezra had never even imagined. He wanted him. And that terrified him. Tuesday arrived. Ezra wore a lighter hoodie, like Damien said. Underneath it? Just a thin, white T-shirt. Damien noticed. His eyes dragged over him with no shame at all. “You clean up nice, Lane.” Ezra turned red instantly. This time, Damien sat beside him instead of across the table. Closer. Thei

' thought Eskylrious with a dejected expression . " In a heated state is when two people have an unresistible urge to touch each other , hug each other more by going far from normal touches , like holding hands or other simple things . " said Eskylrious . Kiara still looked at him confused . " Touch each other ?!......Like......kissing and simply hug each other closely ?! " asked Kiara . ' She's truly a beginner ! ' thought Eskylrious . " In a more understandable way for you humans , in a heated state, it means the urge to have sex ! To consummate ! " said Eskylrious bluntly because he realized that he couldn't make her understand otherwise .

Hotey hotey hoga Samjhaayein hum Thum jaaye tum Oh dil mere Tutta zyada zyada taara jab gira Zara zyada zyada mangoon dil tera Kabhi zyada zyada maaney na Dil yeh surfira Ishq wala love Bada yeh dil nadaan tha Aaj kuch zyada hua ...Ishq wala love Jo tune kaha tha dhako Toh tune hi kyun zyada hua... Ishq wala love Hua joh dard bhi toh Humko aaj kuch zyada hua ...Ishq wala love

But as a straight man, he really couldn't imagine that why there were so many women interested in gay relationships. Therefore, it was already exciting for him to gain millions of fans overnight, but his little boss said Damon would gain more fans. Will that really happen? He couldn't believe it, and his expression turned silly. Zachary looked at him and snorted. "Don't underestimate those little girls. They're far more passionate about men's love than you think." Hearing that, Glenn swallowed hard and said, "A... a man's love?" "You won't understand even if I explain. In short..."

“I never felt the Heat. It is the first time I am hearing of a human feeling the Heat.” Many women from the Vampire and Werewolf clans go through a period of immense physical arousal called the Heat. It only happens to the women who find their mates but are still unmarked. Whenever a woman is in Heat, she loses control of her emotions and only feels the urgent need to bed her mate at all cost. Humans, however, never felt the Heat. It is due to the fact they are rarely mated to Vampires or Werewolves. Even the ones who are mated to one, they are either rejected or immediately claimed.

I sighed. “He is a gossip. Now then, what are you calling me about? Is it for a position to help your mate control her heat?” Chiara’s grizzled voice questioned. “I don’t even want to guess how you know she’s started that. And if it was my son, I might have to kick his ass.” Chesed growled. “He said you marked her. Entering her heat is natural within days of being marked. I’ve heard there is a war coming, so I can imagine not the best time for every unmated male to want to fuck your mate the moment they scent her.”

I said and sat up. I grabbed my phone and opened it before I could talk myself out of it. My hands were shaking a little as I typed “gay threesome p**n” into the search bar. The second the videos loaded I felt my face get hot. Really hot. Like someone had turned on a heater right next to my cheeks.

An unnecessary proof. I yanked my phone out of my bag with shaking fingers and opened an incognito tab. My thumbs flew over the screen. Can heat make you lose control completely? Can heat make you want someone you hate? Can heat force feelings that aren’t real? Does good sex during heat trick you into bonding? Can an Alpha trigger a worse heat on purpose? I stared at the search results, heart pounding. Nothing helpful. Just forums full of omegas saying things like “your body knows” and “if he knotted you, it’s meant to be.” Bullshit. All of it.

The cold night air cut through me, but the heat of his body under that jacket was steady, grounding. Fear coiled in my stomach, hot and sharp. Every part of me screamed I shouldn’t be here—that I didn’t know this man, didn’t belong pressed up against his back, didn’t belong in his world. And yet, when he’d looked at me with those dark, unreadable eyes and said, You coming? I had moved. My feet had betrayed me.