When You Feel My Heat Look Into My Eyes の小説・ストーリー

I could feel tingles spreading from my body to his, a comforting sensation despite the tension. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he seemed to catch a whiff of something. I leaned back to observe him, noting the darkened look in his eyes. “It is starting,” he said hoarsely. In that moment, I felt it too. My heat was cranked up to the maximum. My blood was boiling, and I could feel it just under my skin, a relentless, intense heat searing through my clothes.

"Can you be quiet? You'll get weaker when your emotions run high," Jack hissed. Through his piercing eyes, I could tell he was furious. I sighed and looked back at Kevin who was lying in front of me. "How do you feel, Kevin?" I asked, almost expressionless. Kevin tried to squirm but failed. His body seemed to be glued to the bed. “Please, dear Jenny. Get me out of here. My body hurts so bad.” Kevin groaned in pain.

I want to ride his knee and deny him my…what did he call it, hole? Yes, deny him my hole until he begs me for it—hah, who am I kidding? He’d sooner run to Elaine than beg me. Damn heat. My eyes seal to keep the images away, but a deviant part of me waits for his hold on my neck to tighten. His scent grows stronger yet calmer. His warmth nears me before he inhales me. A shudder that makes me press my thighs shut rocks through me. "Your arousal is growing stronger. Are you going into heat?"

My two hands are leaning on the armchair of his chair. He was staring into my eyes while I could not look directly at him. I am lost in our current position. "Are you ready for your punishment, love?" He used his husky voice. Gosh! He’s so fvcking hot! I still can't look. I can’t bear to look at him because I feel, when I look him in the eyes, I will give up. The impact of its stares on me was different. It softens the knees! "Stop staring at me, Keeion!"

I'm here to get my mate and nothing is going to stop that. I walk up to the door and knock before twisting the knob, slowly opening the door. I see him standing there shirtless at the window with his back facing me. "I told you not to c-" He stops talking and the muscles in his back tense up. I close the door feeling the effect of my heat. Feeling this strong desire to give myself to him. He turns around looking at me with a frown. "You're in h-heat?" His eyes slowly start to turn black and his breathing picks up as he tries to fight the call of my heat.

I sipped on my wine and his green eyes stayed stagnant on me. “You are so cute when you get nervous.” He licked his lips as his lustful, beady dark eyes stared at mine. I can’t deny how devastatingly gorgeous he is. He was dripping in sex appeal. I gulped. I was feeling hot. Shit! I would soon go into heat. Damn! I forgot about that. Once mates have met the female normally go into heat. It’s once a month that is accompanies with pain and body heat that can only be alleviated by having sex or tactile pleasure with your mate.

Aira’s POV "I-I can't take this anymore, I have to get out of here," I whispered to myself, my voice trembling. I hurried away, my heart pounding wildly in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. My entire body felt restless, consumed by an intense, fiery sensation I couldn’t escape. It was as if my skin was too tight, my nerves too sensitive, and no matter how much I tried to shake it off, the discomfort only grew worse. Each step I took was fueled by desperation, the overwhelming need to get away from everything. But deep down, I knew exactly what was happening to me. The undeniable truth burned within me—I was in the peak of my heat cycle.

His eyes, dark and focused, suddenly locked on mine across the table, holding my gaze captive in the dimly lit room. He knows exactly what I am feeling, the urgency, the danger, and the strange thrill of the fight, I thought, struggling to maintain my composure. My skin felt hot, burning under the intensity of his quiet, direct gaze. The heat was more than just attraction; it was a deep, undeniable connection that made me feel fully seen and utterly desired. I want him to touch me again; I want the distraction of that comfort, I admitted internally, forcing myself to look back down at the spreadsheets.

But as soon as the word leaves my mouth, I see it. His eyes. They flicker. It’s brief, but I see it. A flash of something. Maybe surprise. Maybe excitement. Maybe something else entirely. I can’t tell. I don’t know what I saw. But the look in his eyes is enough to make my stomach turn. I can’t look at him anymore. I can’t face the heat in his eyes. I can’t bear the thought of what’s coming next. But I feel his eyes on me, burning into me. And I know there’s nothing I can do to escape.

“Did she tell you how being close to me will affect you beautiful?” I lift my head so I can look at him , I see the worry in his eyes and shakes my head. “My scent to you will be the same but stronger it will lure you in. Tell you that you want to mate. It will make you want to jump me, to get your release. Only getting release will beat the heating burn inside you.” He looks at me softly.