Chapter 33 - Heat

---Zayne's POV---

My mind was clouded by the heat but I could vaguely hear a door slamming shut, could hear muffled voices and Marcus' deep growl before I whimpered again. Instantly Marcus' scent flared even harder, succeeding to making me hard as a brick while my back arched.

"Oh gods, Zayne, please stop..." Marcus begged, voice deep and strained. I couldn't help but whimper and rub myself all over his bed sheets, panting as the once soothing warmth was reaching painful peaks.

"Marcus...hurts!" I panted, barely able to keep my eyes open. My chest heaved under the heavy panting as Marcus shivered, closing his eyes with a deep groan. "P-Please Marcus, hurts..."

My body burned through the heat, making me writhe and shiver, my mind clouded and delirious. I could hardly focus on anything but the overwhelming heat in my stomach, the sharp spikes of pain that was spreading over my limbs until all I wanted to do was scratch at my skin.

Instead my fingers clawed at the bed, my mind completely hazy through this unbearable heat. It felt seconds later that I was whimpering and moaning when Marcus had mounted me, finally quenching that heat.

I could feel him on me, over me, in me and loved it. When my mind slowly cleared up, I was still panting and Marcus was holding me tightly to him, knotted to one another for an unknown amount of time.

Burying my face in his throat, I inhaled deeply and let out a sleepy whine when Marcus carefully drew me closer. "Shhh, rest love. This is going to be a very long night for us both." He murmured, pressing his lips in a tender kiss against my sweaty forehead.

My body obeyed before I even realized, the heat meddling with my mind the whole time. When the sunlight slowly started to creep in the room again, I woke up sore and fully sated, blinking in confusion as I looked around me.

Memories fluttered through my mind, producing a sharp heat on my cheeks as I remembered the countless times I had jumped on Marcus, begging for his attention. How he had been more than willing to help me out, our forms twisted and tangled in pleasure throughout the night.

I shivered slightly, tilting my head up when I realized Marcus wasn't lying beside me.  Pushing myself on my hands, I relaxed when I heard the shower going on and allowed myself to droop back down, sighing contently.

This heat was exhausting, to say the least. I felt boneless, tired to the point where I didn't wanna move at all. Tiny shivers coursed through my body, a reminder of the heat still present but doused for the moment.

"Hey sweetie, what are you doing awake?" Marcus spoke as soon as he came out the bathroom and noticed I was awake. I couldn't answer, too exhausted to move but hungry as well. A tiny whimper escaped me as my stomach grumbled, notifying my mate of the growing discomfort.

"Oh." He chuckled, quickly walking to the bed before he lifted me in his arms. I was shivering all over, clutching to him with a whimper as I felt the warmth curl in my stomach. "Easy Zayne. Just gonna get you some food darling but leaving this room without you would flare up the heat to a painful degree."

Marcus' lips feathered against my skin as he placed a soft yet reassuring kiss on my forehead. Wrapping me up in the softest blanket he could find, he carried me out of the room as I kept shivering, burying my face against his throat to keep warm.

It was as if the world was made of ice and he was my only source of warmth. Even the sun glowing on my skin didn't feel right. Though the blanket was soft, it felt like raw and abrasive compared to Marcus' hands, holding me against him with tender care.

Everything felt wrong...except for Marcus.

He felt perfectly right.

"Hey guys- Oh. What's wrong with Zayne?" I heard Dorian ask before I felt a freezing touch on my skin, making me arch away as I gagged from the sudden burst of nauseating pain that flooded through my body. Dorian instantly withdrew as Marcus growled lowly, brushing his hand soothingly over my back.

"Don't touch him, he's in heat."

"Yeah, no kidding. He's burning up! You're sure he's all right?" Dorian asked, walking along as Marcus slowly sat down, keeping me pressed against his bare chest at all times. He nodded, brushing his hand through my hair and smiled as I arched into his touch. "Yeah, he just needs some food and then he can rest up. I doubt he's even conscious enough to understand anything we're saying."

I blinked tiredly, closing my eyes as I inhaled Marcus' scent and relaxed slightly. Shuffling sounds and more rumbling voices sounded, but I couldn't find the energy to try and focus on whatever they were saying. I only knew Marcus was replying to the voices because his chest vibrated against my own, making me sigh at the pleasant sensation.

Strong arms moved me around until my head lolled to the side, resting on Marcus' shoulder and made me blink warily. "Shhh love, I know. Just drink this." Marcus whispered as I whined, feeling my chest ache from the lack of physical contact between us.

A cup was placed against my lips, warm broth bursting with flavor slipping down my throat as I swallowed. In the back of my mind, I felt disgruntled, having to be fed like a baby in this state of mind but it was quickly erased as I felt my stomach coil, the growing warmth tensing my muscles.

"Damn...that scent is strong!" Sebastian's voice sounded distant chocked while I shivered harder and turned towards Marcus, who was quick to pull me against his body. A protective growl rang through the room as he pulled me closer and I heard a few chuckles before he stood up. My mind blurred as I felt the warmth starting to hurt, clawing at Marcus before I was laid back on the bed. He kissed me tenderly, pushing me down as I arched in his touch, shivering as my wolf purred contently.

I could barely understand my wolf, though I was close in touch with my inner animal. Right now though, all I could distinguish was a constant chanting of Mate. Mate. Mate. Mate.

"Marcus..." His teeth raked over my bared throat, accepting my offering as he slowly laid down over me. His weight reassuring, his body heat overwhelming and his scent clouding my mind.

My senses were exploding with the stimulations that came in all at once, my mind unable to process everything pouring in. All I knew was that I needed more of it!

Fingers brushed through soft hair as my hands found a place in his hair, curling and tugging till Marcus' lips were firmly pressed against my own. His tongue dominating mine as he discarded his last clothes.

Pleasure overrode the burning in my lower abdomen, the tension in my muscles lifting slightly as I felt Marcus' hand lift my hips. My eyes widened, lips parting on a moan as I felt him nudge against me before the head popped in, sliding in all the way until we were one.

"Damn Zayne, your expression...Its simply glorious." Marcus growled, thrusting harder as I bucked my hips up sharply, meeting his every move with a thrust of my own. My legs clamped around his hips, feet digging into his solid cheeks as he pumped into me, soothing the burning inside.

"Hmm, yes!" I whined, mouthing at Marcus' shoulder and choking as he thrusted sharply, sending me spiraling out of control. My fingers clawed over his back as I felt his length throb, the knot pressing inwards as my mate fucked me into the bed, prolonging my pleasure.

I came with a scream, moaning as I felt his heat spread inside as his hips moved with sharp jerks until they stilled. My body felt like it was floating, delicious sparks of pleasure shocking my nerves from time to time as Marcus coed at me, rubbing over my body to sooth me.

"Shh babe, I got you. I've sent Alice for some suppressants so you can deal with this heat without being locked up in here. They're gonna bring some food in a few. Rest little one." He murmured against my skin as he hugged me, his heartbeat a soothing rhythm in my ears.

---Marcus' POV---

My heart squeezed as Zayne slowly fell in a fitful sleep, his shivers never stopping once. I held him closer to me, my wolf letting out a small yip as Zayne's scent flushed through my nose.

A perfect mixture between our scents.

Slowly, not to wake my little Omega, I slipped out of bed. Groaning as I stood up, a hand gingerly cupping my sore member. I honestly thought I'd never meet the day where I was too sore that I wished Zayne slept his heat off.

I swore I could feel my member throbbing and burning along with his heat!

A low chuckle sounded from the doorway, making me look up and growl softly as Terrance laughed at my discomfort before throwing me a cold pad. I grabbed it and stuffed it in my sweats, wincing at the initial cold before sighing as it numbed the ache a bit.

"Damn, Zayne is really wearing you out huh? And I thought Mike was a little sex bunny, the minx." Terrance laughed, quickly shutting up when Zayne whined sleepily. "Shit," He whispered, checking to make sure the Omega was deeply asleep before winking at me. "Close call."

"Yeah, I would've kicked your ass if he woke up." I replied only half joking, because Zayne was having a hard time sleeping at all. His heat made him toss and turn halfway through the night, only relaxing when our wolves curled around each other.

Terrance rubbed his neck with a sheepish smile. "Sorry. Anyways, Alice has been doing some research and it is normal that Omegas have a harsher heat. Makes the mate more bound to him or something like that. A fail safe to make sure that any Omega is cherished by their mate, no matter how the pack treats them."

I scoffed, reaching down to stroke Zayne's cheek when he whimpered in his sleep. He instantly stilled, sighing as he turned into my touch. Terrance smiled warmly before motioning his head towards the door.

"Yeah yeah, can't leave the room, I know." He spoke when I was about to open my mouth. "But Alice is coming over with the suppressants soon. No more than four a day so you better enjoy your moments of clarity." Terrance laughed softly before motioning to my mate.

"Any idea how long this lasts?"

I shook my head, rubbing through my messed up hair. "Could be three days, could be three weeks or anything in between. I know it only happens twice a year though." A soft knock sounded and Alice quietly pushed the door open. "Oh my gods, you're an angel!" I whispered, walking over quickly.

"I know, I'm that awesome." Alice smirked, handing me the bottle of dark green pills before walking around me. She held her hand above Zayne's forehead but I knew she could sense the heat coming off his body in waves. After nodding to herself, she patted my cheek an giggled. "Remember Marcus, don't give him more than four pills a day. Any more and he gets sick and the last thing you wanna do to someone in heat, is adding more pain."

She ushered Terrance outside the bedroom, effectively kicking the big lug in the arse when he playfully struggled against her, threatening to sick Logan on Terrance if he didn't cooperate. She waved, reassured that Seth was coming over with food soon enough and then closed the door behind her.

I sighed deeply, stretching my back and glancing at the clock before turning to the bed as Zayne's scent started to grow stronger.

Ah...here we go again....