For fuck’s sake hold it together! I begged myself. 

I had sensed the omega in trouble from a mile away, and came running. I was right in time too. Well, not in time to prevent the kid from getting beaten up, but in time to save him from being raped as well.

But now what? The boy with the messy blonde hair didn’t want to tell me his address and, composed as I was used to being in these situations, holding a very cute male omega begging for sex, purring… It was getting quite hard to think.

I jerked him towards me, and searched his pockets for a phone. He took this as an invite to lick my neck, but I soldiered through trying to think of anything extremely un-sexy as I explored his pockets with determination.

Dead cats, cockroaches, squashed slugs… damnit no phone. 

I did find keys, but they didn’t have an address. Of course they didn’t. That would be stupid. The only clue I now had was a keychain with a picture of a handsome boy with dark curls. Probably his boyfriend. 

Why the fuck wasn’t that guy with him?!

Trying with all my might to ignore that I was being fondled and kissed by the young omega, I grabbed my phone and called Aisha. She must still be up and about right now and, although she probably wasn’t sober enough to drive, she had to come pick us up. This was a bloody emergency. And I couldn’t call my husband.

He hated my heroics, because however much he trusted me, he really didn’t want me to get into a situation where I could be overtaken by hormones. I always said I wouldn’t, that I wasn’t a teenager anymore, that my mind would always prevail. He believed me. But if he saw me like this, he’d pull me into the car and leave the omega out here to be raped.

It would be the smartest thing to do for me personally, but I wasn’t going to let anyone get raped today. Not on my watch.

Aisha said she’d come, but she needed to BE here soon, this guys pheromones were attracting alphas from all over the place and, however strong my pheromones were, at some point the guys would realise I was just one woman standing between them and a very horny unclaimed omega.

Why the fuck wasn’t this kid wearing a collar? Or taking meds? Fuck he was dumb. 

Or could this be his first heat? Oh god, he was probably a minor! My determination for saving him got an incredible boost, and I picked up the pace, urging him along.

“I want you alpha…” he whispered in my ear. It sent a fire through my body that turned me on so much it scared me. 

“Mind over matter, mind over matter…” I kept repeating to myself like a mantra, not caring if anyone heard me chant while dragging the boy to the university’s gates where I hoped Aisha would get really soon.

Outside of the gates I stopped and looked around. No Aisha yet, we’d have to wait. I pulled out my phone to text my husband I’d be staying over at Aisha’s. I knew I needed to, I couldn’t just leave the omega alone in her house, other alphas would break the door down. 

As I was texting, the boy kept licking my neck and pressing himself against me. I started shaking. His touch electrified me.

I turned around briskly and looked him in the eye, pushing his shoulders away to keep him at arm’s length. 

“Stop!” I commanded him. “I’m trying to get you to safety. I…” 

His eyes were blue. The irises had multiple pale rings in them that dimmed the brightness of the blue in between. His pupils were dilated, and he was biting his lip. 

It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I was trying hard to pull my gaze away when the lips came closer and crashed into mine.

I completely lost it as I pulled him close, and kissed him back with a passion I didn’t even know I had in me. He tasted so sweet. Addictive. I deepened the kiss, and my mind got cloudier by the second.

Then a hand grabbed me by the shoulder, pulled me away and another hand slapped my face. I heard myself growl, then looked my assailant in the face. Aisha.

“Thank god you’re here.” I panted, pulling myself together as well as I possibly could.

“Get in the passenger seat.” Aisha said in a stern voice. I looked over at the boy who grabbed me by the wrist, but feeling the incredible pull of my instincts, I put every effort in not looking at him again. I even managed to pull free from his grasp. 

Aisha pushed him into the back of the black sedan and got back into the driver’s seat, locking the doors from inside.

“Bad Chris.” She said, like she was talking to a dog that had just done a number two on the new carpet.

“I know...” I sighed, still trying to get my mind clear, but it was incredibly hard with the cute boy oozing pheromones in the backseat, wrapping his hands around my seat.

“I’m driving you home, Chris. You’re not okay.”

“No, you can’t, the other alphas will storm your house, and being all crazed by this guy’s pheromones, they’d probably rape you too!” I yelled out. And he’s MINE! Something very dark inside my mind added.

“Well fuck.” Aisha said.

“Hey guy, where do you live?” I tried again.

“In your bed…” he leaned forward and whispered in my ear. His breath tickling my neck and making all the little hairs stand up. Oh my god…

Aisha had heard it too and, without looking, smacked him in the face so hard he fell back to the backseat. “BEHAVE!” she yelled at him. Now we were both her dogs.

I heard him panting behind me and turned around to see what was happening, only to have him kiss me again the second I stuck my head between the seats. My body acting on its own, I sucked his bottom lip between mine and marvelled at the taste. 

Our surroundings blurred as my mind completely forgot where I was.

Aisha’s elbow hit the back of my head hard and jolted me awake. I tasted blood, apparently the smack on the head made me bite my lip. Except it wasn’t my lip…

Oh god I bit him! But not in the neck, so it was still okay. Well, not okay, but not completely fucked. Damn I needed some extra self-control! This was getting out of hand. The taste of his blood lingering in my mouth was tangy and perfect. I wanted to bite him more…

Aisha slammed my head back in place.

“One more time, and I’m just throwing this guy out to fend for himself.” She said threateningly. She meant it too.

I concentrated on breathing through my mouth, which hardly helped. And thinking of my sweet husband. Which, unfortunately, only helped a little bit. The omega kept touching me from behind, but I kept myself rigid in my seat, trying to ignore his touches, which was absolutely impossible.

Well as long as I didn’t do anything, it would be alright. I could enjoy his touch as much as I wanted to as long as I didn’t move. 

And I didn’t.

When we finally pulled up in front of Aisha’s apartment building, she looked me in the eye and said: “You’re doing great. I’m proud of you. You can do this.” 

It wasn’t just a compliment. It was also meant to make me stick to what I was doing. 

We dragged the omega inside, and pushed him into Aisha’s walk-in closet. It didn’t have a window, so it was the safest place for the guy. He was still moaning and touching me as well as himself, and turning me on like anything.

Aisha picked up an air mattress and started pumping it whilst blocking the door. I was completely flushed from being sexually assaulted by the extremely hot young omega who was now in the closet, and asked her if I could take a cold shower. Aisha nodded and answered confidently: “You go, I got this.”

I hated cold showers, but I really needed one. Holy shit I’d never been so horny in my entire life and that needed to go away NOW. It would be too ironic if you set out to save a little omega from being raped by an alpha, only to be doing exactly that to him yourself.

And however much he begged and pleaded for it, in heat an omega’s consent was worth shit. It was still rape. And in this case probably child molesting. Besides I was happily married, so why was I even thinking about this?

The cold shower wasn’t helping, so I turned the heat back on. At least now I had a pleasant shower. I started playing with myself, hoping that having an orgasm would bring down the haze. 

Then suddenly the door opened, and the blonde omega with the beautiful blue eyes crashed into me, shirtless, body perfectly lean and spectacular. He pressed himself against me, licked my ear and pulled my head to his neck. 

Someone was screaming in the background, but I could only focus on his moans, feel his hot body against mine, taste his perfect blood on my lips.

***

When I came to, I was on the floor clawing at a door. Aisha’s bathroom door. I stopped and looked around. What the hell had happened?

“Aisha?!” I yelled out.

“Are you sane again?” she replied from the bathroom.

“Oh god what did I do? Did I hurt you?”

“Yes, you did! You hit me!”

“SORRY!”

“You should be!”

I sighed. There was still omega smell coming from the bathroom, but it was thinned by probably three bottles of spray deodorant. Aisha and the omega must be choking on aerosols in there.

“Chris, you bit him.”

My stomach dropped.

“I opened the closet to give him the air mattress, and he pushed me over and ran to you. I couldn’t stop him, but I was only a few seconds behind and you… You bit him.”

The realisation made my skin crawl. Oh my god I bit an omega. A bloody teenage omega boy, who was probably gay and extremely pissed off and disgusted with me when his heat wore off.

His parents were going to kill me! 

My husband was going to kill me… 

Hell, I may kill me. 

Would there be some way as to undo this? I needed to undo this. This was the wrongest of wrongs. Oh my god I am my dad!

I walked away and sat down on the couch, mortified. They had all been right. Everyone who ever told me that I was going to end up doing exactly this. That I’d be fucking up my marriage like my dad had. That it was idiotic going up against nature. 

Yeah well, I guess I really am an idiot.