Their Omegas Heat

Chapter Three: Emotions

Pain tore through me. Every muscle tensing, screaming with strain and agony as I curled in the bed, finding it empty.
My stitches pulled as I moved, rolling futher, trying to go to the bathroom, unsure if I was going to throw up or need a cold shower.
I couldn't speak, my throat tight and only a groan left me as I slid to the floor, crawling and shuddering with pain.
I tried to call for Jaxon or Jace, but my voice came out strangled and a whistle of pained air instead of words.
The thought of them turned my pains to fire and I gasped, falling to the floor for a moment as pleasure rocked me.
My clothing was too constricting, my skin was too sensitive.
I tore the clothing, claws forming in desperation and I whimpered as I shredded the clothes, apologetic but the relief of air on my bare skin made me sigh.
I pulled the scraps off me, panting and crawled to the shower, not caring which way the handle was when I pulled.
Icy water tumbled down, making me jolt as my Heat flared, the water becoming steam as it hit me.
The pain and fire battled, raking through me like lighting and I found myself in the fetal position, sobbing.
I heard my name be called, but I couldn't answer.
It came again, suddenly in my ear. "Fuck, Melody." It was Jace. His voice was strained and low, but I knew he was close. I could smell his wonderful scent.
Another sob broke from me as my Heat surged, my legs squeezing together and my arms wrapped my stomach.
"Baby," Jace whimpered, his hands on my arms, lifting me gently into his lap as he sat under the water. "I'm so sorry," he whispered against me, tucking me into his chest and rocked me.
He helped me bathe, the presence of him helping soothe my pains and I was able to stand up.
"W-where did you go?" I asked weakly, feeling possessive and pathetic as he wrapped me in a towel.
He cupped my cheeks, tilting my head to meet his sapphire eyes, his long hair was braided and, now wet, stuck to his forehead and cheeks. "We thought some time alone would help." He gave an apologetic smile. "I sorted something that's should actually help, though." He guided me to the bedroom by the waist, supporting me and sat me on edge of the bed, going to a cabinet beside his bed.
I peaked at it curiously, seeing it was a medical stash.
"What's that for?" I asked curiously as he filled a syringe with a bottle from a small fridge section in the cabinet.
He smirked at me, his eyes and hands focused. "As Pack Doctor, I have access to some fun mixes." He set the needle into a small tray and grabbed a few other items, closing the cabinet and came to my side. "I made a little concoction," he held up the needle, "it's a muscle relaxant and painkiller, so it should help with your pain." I leaned back on my elbows, a smirk on his face at my submission and trust.
"I thought Akira and Mabel..." I trailed off, distracted by his hands on my thigh, moving the towel higher and caressing the side of my leg.
He chuckled, looking at me through his lashes. "They are, small sting." He mused, setting the needle and plunged, his hand on my thigh squeezed gently, a small moan and flood of pleasure overriding the injection. He gave a cocky smile, pressing a cotton ball to the bleeding spot. "But I oversee both of them, I'm just in vacation." He winked at me, making me blush and sit up, taking hold of the cotton bud while he moved to my ankle, pulling off the soaked dressing.
"I forgot..." I stopped, seeing the wounds looked red and angry.
Jace's expressing pulled with worry as he cleaned and checked over it. "Your healing seems quite slow, baby." He muttered.
I shrugged. "I'm still human."
He rose a brow at me, considering something for a moment as he rebandaged my leg and placed it down.
"When's the last time your Shifted?" He asked, helping me stand.
I narrowed my brows in confusion. "Shifted?"
He blinked at me, a concerned expression flashing. "Into your Wolf."
I recoiled, shaking my head. "I don't. It's dangerous."
He steadied me, his hands on my waist as he looked down at me, his eyes soft.
"It was dangerous." He said gently. "But you're safe now," he kissed my forehead, sighing. "Your Wolf provides you with benefits when you allow them to be apart of you."
"I can smell and hear fine." I grumbled.
He sighed again, seeming frustrated.
"Your healing is incredibly human." He grumbled back, leaning away to stare down at me.
I blushed under his gaze, knowing he knew much more about this world than me. "I've only ever Shifted six times." I admitted.
His eyes narrowed. "That explains why you don't feel mind-links. Without your Wolf's help, your natural Werewolf abilities have been locked off, so not to overwhelm your human side. Making you weaker than others." I felt a pang of sadness in my heart at his words, ducking my head.
"I was scared." I said pathetically.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a tender hug. "I know, sweetheart." He whispered, kissing my hair. "But, it's why your Heat is so strong, letting your Wolf free will ease some of the problems." I nodded against him, hugging him back.
"I'm sorry I'm not a very good mate."
He growled at me, my head snapped up, seeing him glaring down at me with canines bared.
I whimpered, trying to step back but his arms locked around me, keeping me against him.
"Never say that again." He growled, leaning until his lips were just above mine. "You are a gift, given to us because the Moon Goddess saw you as our perfect match."
His eyes bore into mine, leaving no room for me to argue, or think he didn't believe what he said.
Emotions welled inside of me and I leaned up, brushing my lips against his.
His hand cupped the back of my neck, keeping me there and deepened the kiss, he nibbled my bottom lip, making me squeak and press into him.
He smiled against me, his hand on my back pulling the towel free from around me and cool air kissed my skin, making me shiver.
He stepped into me, pushing me back and we fell into the bed.
"Do something for me." He breathed as he kissed down my jaw, moving his mouth to my neck and his hands gripped my waist.
I moaned at his strong hands, his tongue flashing across my neck before he bit down gently. My legs locked around his hips, grinding against him.
"Anything," I breathed back, my head tilting to give him more access.
I felt him smile, his teeth pulling on my skin gently to make me shudder and grip his shoulders. He rocked his hips against me, flooding me with arousal and pleasure at the feeling of the thick length pressed between.
"Show me your Wolf." He rumbled, kissing down to my collarbone, one of his hands moving to my breast, squeezing it and pinched my nipple.
I bucked against him, moaning at the rush it brought. He growled, his hips pinning me but giving me enough space to continue the action. "Sweetheart." He rumbled, his mouth falling to my other breast as he squeezed me.
His tongue circled and his teeth grazed, his hand punched and squeezed.
The length between his legs pressed against my core, my excitement wetting his pants as I ground against him more, feeling my sensitivity heighten.
I shuddered a moan. "Alpha," the word slipped from me, my mind fogging and I didn't understand where it came from, but he growled in approval and lust, suddenly moving.
His arms wrapped my thighs, throwing them over his shoulders and pulled me while he knelt beside the bed.
Jace smirked at my blushing face, his tongue peaking out as he lowered his head. I collapsed backwards as his tongue slid across my flesh, slow and deliberate as he dragged it up and down in slow nods.
His hands pinned my hips, stopping me from moving and forcing his tongue deeper. He was agonisingly slow and gentle, seeming to savour the feeling as he leaned deeper, his mouth covering my pussy and his tongue plunged.
I cried out in pleasure, his groan of enjoyment mixing with the noise as his tongue flicked, plunged and dragged.
He held me against his mouth, eating my flesh and juices like he had no where better to be, enjoying himself.
He groaned and growled at my noises and shudders, his tongue starting to intensify and focused on my swelling nub.
"Alpha," I moaned loudly as his tongue swirled and he sucked.
He growled a chuckle in response, repeating the action and then speeding up, his head shaking slightly.
My hand gripped into his hair, unsure if I intended to push him away or push him harder against me.
My hand tangled and I froze, his tongue rubbing a spot and my stomach tightened.
I gasped, shaking. Jace noticed, growling to make me moan before he turned ravenous, feasting from me until the feeling exploded and I was screaming out, hit with a wave of ecstasy and pleasure.
His face stayed between my thighs, his tongue dragging and cleaning the flood I'd created. My hand fell from his hair, my mind racing with my heart and my body help heavy.
With a final, slow drag and a flick across my clit to make me cry out, meeting his blow pupils as he licked his lips with a satisfied smile.
I panted, sitting up on my elbows as my legs and stomach shook. My Heat felt soothed for the moment, my mind clear for the first time as Jace crawled forward, stealing a kiss from my lips with a smile before he stood up.
"Come on, baby girl." He cooed, his voice sweet and loving, holding out his hands for me.
I sat up, taking his hands and let him guide me to the middle of his bedroom.
"Let's see that beautiful Wolf." He kissed me again, making me smile shyly but I was washed with the desire to experience my Wolf, to show my Alpha the form I denied for so long out of fear.
I couldn't deny the senses of freedom and power I'd felt when I'd transformed, but each time I'd come too close to danger, too close to losing control to the impulses of my Wolf side. Even in my human form, I had to relearn to control my anger, my instincts to attack when threatened and to bare claw and fangs.
But, under Jace's caring gaze, seeing the sparks of his own primal instincts flaring naturally and unrestrained - I wanted to accept the part of myself that made me worthy of my mates.
Jace guided me through my Shifting, his voice a beacon of comfort and protection as my body contorted and bent at unnatural angles for a human.
But, it felt like a breath of fresh air after being underground for years. I shook my body, my muscles stretching and I sat, facing Jace, feeling somewhat shy.
He stared at me, his eyes slightly wide and he took a hesitant step forward.
"You're white." He breathed in awe, taking another step and his hand reached out, patting the fur on the side of my muzzle.
I whined, moving my hand against him.
He smirked, taking a soft breath and his eyes glazed.
Can you hear me, Sweetheart? His voice pushed against my mind like a hug.
I whined at the noise, finding it comforting and peaceful. My Jace.
He smiled at me, seeming to hear me. His smile turned to chuckling. I can hear you. Your thoughts are open while we share a mind-link. He explained, patting my ears.
That feels good. I purred at him, his smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as he scratched the back of my ear and I grumbled a noise of enjoyment.
Come on, I want to see you in the sun. He stood then, striding to the door.
I followed quickly, my head reaching his forearm and I was able to stay beside him easily.
He smiled down at me, grabbing a coat from the coat rack beside the door and held it up to me.
It was fur-lined on the inside with a greyish white fluff that smelt unfamiliar, but the knitted colourful pattern on the other side made me know where it came from.
Jace stepped beside me and threw it over my back. "Elara had it made for you," he explained, fitting it to my back and then crouched in front of me to clasp the buttons down the neck. "It'll fit both forms and will dampen your scent so it's safe for you to be outside." He patted the side of my face and stood, turning to the door.
What's the lining? I asked, padding after him as he opened the door, the air and sunlight beaming in invitingly.
It was chilly enough the coat kept me warm as I followed Jace, seeing a bench seat swing on a large tree that was beside the den entrance, overlooking a small meadow of wildflowers and small birds, dipping to the mountain slope that overlooked the Pack town.
I saw people moving around the dirt streets and buildings, seeing a small area that looked like a shopping centre.
Jace chuckled, drawing my attention to see him on the swing. "It's a special rabbit fur. It helps diffuse your scent." He said, not having to raise his voice for me to hear.
I jogged back to him, excited to see him patting the spot beside him on the swing.
He smiled. "You're so beautiful." I'd have blushed if I could have, but I nudged him with my nose, rolling my eyes and climbed up on the seat carefully, moving to lay my head on Jace's lap.
He patted my neck as I started to doze off almost instantly in totally comfort.