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CHAPTER 12 - LILAC

Heat.

It comes once a month and stays for a week. It messes with a female’s hormone and makes her abnormally horny. Some female werewolves are emotional messes during this time. For me, I have a bit of a loose tongue and I get really, really horny. It is embarrassing enough at home alone but now, I won’t be alone. Dominic will be in the same room as me.

This has to happen on my first day back from home. My first day back to San Francisco and I am already in heat.

I am cursing the wolf inside of me right now.

Sweat beaded my forehead. I bit my bottom lip when a wave of tingles hit me. It’s early. I thought I have a few days but my calculations are off. Now, I’m squirming in a sexual frenzy. The ache between my legs intensifying. I clenched my thighs together before rocking back and forth. My hands clutched the bathroom sink. Another jolting heat hit me and I smothered my moan with the palm of my hands.

Lord, I pray for a miracle.

I leaned forward and washed my face. I felt off during dinner. I kept wiggling in my seat. My skin felt hot and each time Dominic or Peyton will talk, I get the sudden urge to moan. It was horrifying. After dinner, I fled to the bedroom where my stuff was once again unpacked.

“This is just perfect. I am being punished. Punished for being a liar, a coward, and a sinner,” I squeaked at a bare whisper.

I leaned forward and turned on cold water where I splashed my face. The black tank top and red pajama shorts I had on did nothing to ease the burning fire inside of me.

After I splashed my face, I stood back up and tied my hair into a ponytail. A little break from the heat waves settled and I could breathe again.

Slowly, I walked out of the bedroom just in time as Dominic walked in. He was still dressed in a plain black t-shirt and dark denim jeans. His dark midnight seems to be shinier tonight.

His stormy blue eyes slid to me the second he heard me.

God, those eyes...fuck those eyes are sexy.

I cleared my throat and pictured everything nasty that I can think of. Baby vomit. Garbage. Poop.

“Are you okay?” he whispered and my knees buckled like a newborn calf.

“Fine,” I wheezed.

He took three steps and was standing in front of me.

“You ok?” he asked again.

A nervous giggle came from me and I wobbled away from him, using the cold white bedroom wall as support. My back plastered to it.

“You know, uh, just chilling. Fuck, it is hot in here.” I fan myself.

I fan myself with my hand and my eyes trailed back to him. He must have decided to brush off my weird attitude because he turned around and began taking off his shirt, pulling it over his head.

I laughed again. “God, you are sexy.”

He turned around immediately and I winced in embarrassment. Where was a muzzle when you need one?

“What?” he asked.

“I mean, God is sexy because God has long hair and a beard, you know. He has that rough, clean, barbarian look,” I didn’t stop there. My eyes traveled over his body slowly. “Strong arm and back muscles and God, I would love to run my hands all over you, I mean God, rub my hands all over God.”

I covered my face with my hands. I am dying of embarrassment.

Dominic raised an eyebrow. “You think God is sexy? and you want to rub his body?”

Another nervous laugh with a few snorts and scoffs.

“What? no, no, no, that is not what I meant,” I sputtered.

His shirt in his hands he took a step toward me. He looked worried and a little apprehensive. I can feel the heat building up again. I clamped my mouth shut as tingles targeted my core. A moan threatening to come out. Instead, it came out like a strangle choke.

“Fuck!” I cried and flipped myself to plaster onto the well. I closed my eyes tight. Pounding my head against the wall in hopes it will knock me out.

“Syringa,” he said.

“Dom, please leave,” I croaked.

A long silence hindered the air between us. I felt his hands on my waist and I jumped a foot up in the air in surprise. Whipping around, I came face to face to him. My eyes dipped to his lips.

“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god,” I chanted, “I miss those lips. I want you to kiss me and don’t stop until I say so.”

I grabbed onto the side of his head and smashed my lips on his. He stiffened in utter surprise but there was no stopping me. I pressed my body as close as I can to him. I sucked, licked and tasted him like a ravenous animal. He allowed me to dominate the kiss. His hands slipped to my ass and hoisted me up. My legs wrapped around his waist. It felt so good. He felt so good. His upper body was hard chiseled stones. I love it.

I ripped my lips away from him in a moment of clarity.

“Wait. What am I doing? This is wrong. So wrong.” I whispered. My eyes dropping to his swollen lips. They are perfect. Yummy, delicious goods. Mine.

“Fuck this,” I growled before crushing my lips again on his.

Thirty seconds later, I tore my lips away again.

“Oh shit, let me go. Drop me, Dominic.” I slapped his bare chest frantically.

He dropped me back onto my feet. I took a step back and ran all the way to the other side of the room.

Dominic looks absolutely bewildered by my actions.

“What are you doing?” he questioned.

“I need to think and you-oh you are bad. Bad boy.” I shook my finger at him. “Off limits. Sexy off limits. God, can you put on a shirt?”

"Syringa,” he said impatiently.

Lilac...Syringa is Lilac.

I closed my eyes and focused my body and mind which wasn’t an easy thing at all with this handsome brute in front of me.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I spoke up, “I am in heat, Dom.”

His deep, sharp inhale from my confession and then silence.

“We can’t sleep in the same room. I need my own room. It is important unless you are hoping to be sexually assaulted by me in the middle of the night,” I croaked.

“I see.” Was all that he said. I huffed at his unconcerned response.

“I am in heat, Dominic,” I repeated.

“I heard you,” he started unbuttoning his pants in front of me.

“Hold on! Wait!” My eyes zoomed in on his crotch like a hungry tigress. “What are you doing?”

He chuckled, his blue eyes sparkling amusingly.

“Showering,” he responded as if it was the most casual thing ever to strip naked in front of someone.

I licked my lips as he got the zipper down, revealing his dark grey briefs. Every inch of this man is solid rock. That is it, I’m calling it. I love looking at this man and there was nothing that will change that fact.

“Dominic, in case you’re unaware of what heat is, it makes me horny, and I mean, really, really horny.” As soon as the words slipped I blushed beet red.

He chuckled again. His hands are still holding onto his pants, but it dipped low enough for me to see that sexy v-line. I released a hiss of frustration and appreciation.

“Don’t worry, Syringa, I will not take advantage of you in this state. I will just shower and move to the guest room until it is over,” he assured me.

I watched him walk to the closet, grab some clean clothes, and towards the bathroom. It never fails to amaze me how casual that was but how sexy it was at the same time. I bit my bottom lip hard, watching his muscle flex.

Once he was gone and away from sight, I collapsed onto the floor as if I had run for miles and finally reached the finish line. Sweat drenched my body and I must smell of all kinds of hormones right now. Crawling to the bed, I slipped in and pulled the covers over me. A second later, I kicked it off because it was so damn hot in this room.

Flipping onto my stomach, I spread my arms and legs wide, covering the whole bed but that only increased the annoying ache between my legs. Growling, I flipped onto my back and pulled my limbs back to my side.

After several minutes of struggling to fall asleep, I settled on opening a window. The fresh air will cool my lust filled mind. I went back into bed just as another wave hit me. I clutched the sheets and moaned. Arching my back as waves of heated tingles touch every sensitive part of my body. Curling my toes, I closed my eyes tightly to keep myself and pinched my lips to stop me from embarrassing myself.

The bathroom door just as I failed and released another throaty mew. Dominic stopped immediately. His eyes zeroing toward his bed where I lay. I watched him with yearning eyes. I wanted him so bad. I can smell his body wash and see the dampness of his hair. A drop of water fell from his hair and dripped down his chest.

Panting and clutching the sheets, I squirmed in bed.

“Dominic,” I whispered his name in a sultry voice that even I was shocked I had.

His hands balled into fists at his sides.

“Dom, come here.” I purred.

My mind was screaming for me to stop but my body was on full throttle. Any men in sight will stir the need inside of me. I watched his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“I’ll tell the guards not to come into this room. You are to stay inside until your heat is over.” His eyes hardened. “Nobody comes into this room except me. Do you hear me? You better not open this to anybody.”

“Dominic,” I rasped, “Touch me. I want your hands on my body. I want to feel your mouth and tongue-”

“This isn’t you.”

“It is me.”

“It’s the heat.”

I groaned and ran a hand over my stomach. The heat there was unbearable. However, we both knew it was the heat. Even though this haze, I can still think rationally. I turned onto my stomach and buried my face in the pillow.

“Leave,” I whispered, “leave Dominic before I do something we might not be able to stop.”

I listened to him leave the bedroom. I stifled my moan into the pillow and pray till morning. The heat in the morning was at least a little bearable but at night, it is in full throttle. I rolled around in bed for several hours, moaning and begging for something.

I am a virgin but I am not stupid. I know how things work and my wolf does too. She knows what she wants but again, she’s driven by her animal instinct to breed. I am the only thing that is holding her back. I can’t let her win. In the past, the heat has always made her come out more often but something was different about tonight. It could be that she senses a potential mate for her nearby and she wanted him badly. She knows my mind as much as I know hers.

Dominic.

She wants Dominic as much as I want Dominic. These next six days will be an exhausting fight between my wolf and me—especially with him sleeping just right across the hall. Who will win?

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