In Heat Novels & Stories

Jordan Heat coils low in my stomach like a live wire. I can’t remember the last time someone stripped me down past every line I’d drawn and left me trembling in my own skin. Quincy—Preppy—is on his knees, and I’m watching him, barely breathing. Every sound that leaves him sounds like a prayer and a dare at the same time, and it hits me somewhere I don’t have words for.

I’ve already tried everything I could think of to make this heat go away, but none of it was working. I slumped on my bed again and looked at my crotch with teary eyes. “Why won't you just settle down? You knew damn well that he doesn't want you, so why are you making this so hard for me?” I said without taking my eyes off of my crotch. If anyone saw me right now, they would probably think that I've already lost my mind. Hopefully, I was in my room, alone, which meant no one could see how I was acting like a crazy, in-heat person. “Can't you just stop fucking clenching? He doesn't want you either!” I said again when my ass clenched again, an indication that it was not even close to giving up

Mrs Maribel said on seeing me. "Of course she is hot! A Blackwood can't be looking unkempt!” Mrs Ave said, and I tried to remember where I had heard of the name Blackwood. it keeps resounding in my brain. “Of course I know about that Merida, you don't need to remind me about your fashion sense!” She said, and they both laughed out loud. “Alright, Maribel! See you some other time!” We walked back to the car, patiently waiting for us.

I also never went into heat so part of me didn't understand what he was going through. The heat is basically a term for the "omegas rut" and the only time us omegas are fertile to reproduce. I was the only omega in town and luckily I didn't have to deal with the heat cycle yet. Hopefully I won't. "We're cool!" I said as if I was giving him reassurance. I then checked the window and saw the sun was already rising. Fuck! I had an AP biology class in the morning and I'm writing a test! "I have to go!" I said and tried getting up only to wince in pain followed by a whimper.

Move! Even in smoke, she was command. Reaction was well rehearsed. Each teacher grabbed the children assigned to them. They crouched low, pressing collars and hems over small noses and mouths to strain the thick black air. Through smoke and heat and falling sparks, the children shuffled forward, crouched low, teachers bent protectively over them like shields. The fire snapped behind them, furious at losing its prey. Outside, Rafael and the workers cleared space, shouting directions. Buckets flew hand to hand. Water hissed against flame.

and that's when my eyes landed on two identical men. The way they roam their eyes over my body felt as if they were undressing me without even touching me. Heat crept on my neck when I noticed the one on the left dragging his tongue over his lips while shamelessly looking at my boobs. My thighs pressed together because I suddenly felt wet..this huge boobs of mine will get me in trouble one day. They were both insanely hot... Their eyes were deep blue with a sharp jawline paired with a straight perfect nose. Yep...those suit they wore did nothing to hide the muscles beneath. Gosh, they were unfairly hot. Their sleeves were rolled up to their elbows, exposing thick veins running down to their

Unzipping the heavy canvas, I reached past my textbooks and pulled out Michael's coffee-stained shirt. As I held the white fabric in my hands under the dim light of my bedroom, my mind traitorously drifted back to the classroom. Against my will, the image of Michael standing half-naked right in front of me flashed vividly in my mind. I could still clearly picture the extreme, rigid definition of his six-pack abs, the broad, powerful cut of his shoulders, and the dangerous heat radiating from his sun-kissed skin. He looked like an apex predator, and I had been close enough to feel the warmth of his breath. Even now, standing alone in the dark, the memory made my face flush bright red.

The rest of the morning felt like a slow torture for Diana, because every time she looked up from her plate, she found Keith watching her with that same heavy, knowing expression. Leo was still rambling on about his job and some drama with his coworkers, completely oblivious to the fact that his best friend was basically stripping his sister naked with his eyes right across the table. Diana tried to focus on her food, but she couldn't taste a thing, and all she could think about was the way Keith had pressed himself against her in the kitchen and the way his voice had dropped when he told her he wins every game he plays. She felt a constant, pulsing heat between her thighs that made it hard

At least now I know he likes my cooking. "Are you in the heat ?"I almost dropped my precious sandwich at his straight forward question . Heat came for female wolves just like periods .Yes I was in heat ,but I could control it .We have heat pills , seasonal heat pills ,literally all sorts of stuff to prevent other male wolves from noticing our heat .As they usually tend to take advantage of a female in heat ,which is obviously against the wolf laws .I took my pills in the morning itself ,guess Adam being my mate could sense it

I huffed. "How could Liza possibly cure you? By making you cum?! Heat is a natural process to make the female aware of the fact that she is ready for mating with her mate. And if the painful heat is to be stopped, then there are two solutions - either mating or giving a temporary release. Or the pain can be worsened!" He snapped this time, he looked angry. I was blazing red, recalling last night's even. A thought crossed my mind. "Does that mean anyone could do it?" I asked like a stupid.