Hot And Bothered Novels & Stories

Both my mind and my heart was a mess. Why did I suddenly feel so hot? Is it related to my coming birthday? I remembered two of my classmates who had their 18th birthday last month complained about feeling hot from time to time, and one of them broke into high fever thrice in a short span of a week. But this was because they had wolves. What about me? “Here…. This is, I guess, the last scoop.” I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Gabriel who was now sitting beside me with a bowl of ice-cream.

My skin…feels hot despite the wetness from the rain. “No…no way.” I hiss through gritted teeth as weakness spreads through my limbs and a hushed sensitivity works its way against my skin. Heat…am going into heat now?

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I asked him in a quiet voice. He quirked a brow at me. "Aren't you looking for a little roll on the night, heat between sheets?" I saw him tense. His stare intensified. And we both just stared at each other while the centigrade went up rapidly. Those steel blue orbs left me scorched with heat, almost writhing on the seat. My dick began to harden. Mayhap my night wouldn't be a boring one after the big, bad day I had had. "Who said both can't come together?"

Well, maybe I shall heal in time. A heavy sigh escapes my lungs, marveling the long night awaits. I know I won't easily get asleep right now, I usually don't, and it's only two a.m. Damn my life! I take a deep yawn while grabbing the bottle of water from the nightstand and gulp a bit. "Ah, that's better," I breathe, my throat refreshed. Fully aware of the resentment I have towards sweating, the summer has decided to grant me a vengeful visit. I quickly get up and turn on the fan, which allows my body to cool off gradually. The L.A heat is no joke this year.

A big ' achoo ' was the first thing he heard when Neal enterd the house. "You are late." The person sitting on the couch said followed by a sneeze. Neal hummed and went to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took a bottle of water. "You look like shit." Neal said approaching his best friend after drinking the water. A sneeze was the reply to his comment. He sit beside Arjun, his half Indian best friend. He leaned back with a sigh. Arjun was cocooned by a blanket typing something in his laptop. There were tissues on the floor where he sat. His face and naturally tanned skin was flushed from the fever.

Someone was definitely pushing her buttons. While she was trying to connect all the loose threads, Gabe peeled away the last of his clothing and her brain took a sharp left. All she could think of was his magnificent body standing next to the bed, his thick erection jutting out at her, a drop of moisture already beaded at the slit, his sac heavy against his thighs. Would she ever get so used to the sight of this man that it stopped turning her brain to mush and stimulating the throbbing at every pulse point in her body?

Ayla’s Pov My heart was beating so fast. I felt all hot and weird. It started in my tummy, this warm feeling, and then it spread everywhere. I knew what it was; my mom told me about heats, but she said it wouldn't happen for a long time. I didn't want it to happen now, not when he was so close.

Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There's a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it's too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

I want to say that my whole body is hurt but stop myself to do it, “I feel a bit hot, but I don't have a headache so it's not a fever.” “Of course it's not, Cora. It's one of the symptoms of heat cycle, having a hot temperature and emitting a large amount of pheromones. Do you have a suppressant patches?” He asked and looking worriedly in surrounding. “I don't know what is suppressant patches, Remi.” I bit my lower lips, I feel like an idiot.