Crazy Request
1665 Words
ROSALIE’s POV
“f**k!” I cursed under my breath and ran my fingers through my hair for the umpteenth time. I haven’t stopped pacing in my room since I sent that text to Theodore.
What was I even thinking?
Hi Theodore. Are you busy? Could you come back to the apartment when you have time? I’d like to talk to you about something. Privately.
The text replayed in my head, and I immediately cringed in embarrassment. I really shouldn’t have sent that. I walked over to my bed and hesitantly reached for my phone, which I’d initially thrown after I clicked the send button as I’d been too scared to see the reply. When I unlocked my phone and opened the chat with Theodore, the glaring double blue check marks that confirmed he saw my text had my heart dropping to my stomach in dismay
Great! He thinks my text is too weird and not worth a reply. Before I could continue to drown in scolding myself while the feeling of my body burning from my heat intensified, a three-dot bubble appeared on my screen as Theodore began typing.
I held my breath as I waited for his text.
THEODORE: Sure, I’ll be home in ten minutes.
I blinked in disbelief, a small gasp escaping my lips. Although I didn’t want to be rejected, I half-hoped that he’d tell me he was busy with biker club activities or school stuff, so I wouldn’t have to go through with asking him for an insane favor.
What was I even going to say to him? I honestly didn’t know how I was supposed to ask for his help with easing my heat without sounding wildly inappropriate. This was crazy, but I was left with no other choice. It was already clear as day that my heat wouldn’t subside no matter how much I fingered myself to orgasm. I needed the help of an alpha male, and the quadruplets were the only ones I knew.
Theodore felt like the most sane choice since Adrian and Lucian were so cold and looked like they’d never acknowledged the thought of helping; Felix had the aura of a cute chill guy, and reaching out to him for heat-related help just felt outright disrespectful. This left Theodore as my only option.
My palms had become so sweaty that I wiped them against my shorts for what had to be the tenth time.
Breathe, Rosalie.
It was just Theodore.
One of the four men I’d known for years— what I was about to ask might be crazy, but asking a stranger wasn’t any better, so I'd rather suck up my resolve and ask away.
Minutes later, the sound of the apartment's front door opening made me freeze on the spot. Soon, footsteps followed, then a knock on my door echoed through my room.
My heart lurched. He was here.
I stared at the bedroom door for a solid five seconds before forcing my trembling legs to move. Every step felt heavier than the last until I finally reached the door.
When I pulled it open, Theodore stood there in his leather cut, and his usually easygoing smile appeared automatically.
“Hey.”
“Hi.” The smile faltered almost immediately.
“You don’t look so good.”
“I… can we talk inside?”
His brows knitted together. “Of course.”
I stepped aside, and he walked into my room. This was the first time he’d entered here since I moved in.
“Where are your brothers?”
“They’re still at the clubhouse.”
“Oh.”
An awkward silence settled between us.
I closed the door behind him, suddenly finding the floor incredibly fascinating.
“So,” Theodore rubbed the back of his neck. “You sounded serious in your text. What’s going on?”
My mouth opened, then closed again. How was I supposed to say this?
‘Hey Theodore, I think I’m in heat.’
No.
‘I need your help.’
Even worse.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
“Rosalie?” His voice softened. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.”
I swallowed hard.
“I think…” My voice cracked. “I think something’s wrong with me.”
“What happened?” His expression immediately turned serious.
“I’ve been feeling strange since yesterday.” I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hide the trembling in my body.
“I’m hot all the time, I can’t think straight, I can’t sit still, I couldn’t even attend lectures today,” I admitted quietly. “It keeps getting worse.”
“Do you want me to take you to a doctor?” Concern filled Theodore’s eyes.
I gave a small shake of my head.
“I didn’t understand what was happening until last night.” My cheeks burned.
“I think…” The words barely came out.
“I’m in heat. I thought I’d already have found my mate before it happened, but now I’m unmated and on the verge of losing my mind, so I was wondering if you could use your… whatever alphas do to help my heat subside,” I said in a rush, breathless by the time I was done speaking.
My words were all jumbled. I wondered if he had heard me properly.
Theodore froze. For several long seconds, he simply stared at me. Then his eyes widened.
“You want my help?”
I nodded miserably.
“Rosalie, you understand what you’re asking for, yeah?” Theodore stared into my eyes as if searching for confirmation.
“Uh yeah. I was going to try doing it alone but…” I bit my lip. “It’s unbearable. I know you’re an alpha, and I heard alphas could ease an omega’s heat quickly.”
A muscle flexed in Theodore’s jaw. He looked away for a second, dragging a hand over his face as if trying to process what I’d just told him.
“I’ve tried everything I could think of.” I quickly added. “Nothing’s helping.”
“Rosalie…” This time, his voice was strained.
“I know this is embarrassing.” I laughed weakly despite wanting to cry. “Trust me, I don’t want to be having this conversation either.”
Theodore inhaled slowly and looked toward the floor, clearly blindsided by the situation.
“It is your first heat, is it not?” He finally asked.
“Yes,” I nodded.
“Rosalie, I don’t know what you might have read, but even an alpha can’t make your first heat go away instantly. Rosalie… first heats don’t just disappear. They last days. Sometimes weeks.” Theodore explained. He looked so bothered by this conversation, as he’d rather be doing anything else than speaking on this.
“Weeks?” I echoed.
“Yes… weeks,” Theodore repeated, his voice rough and strained. His green eyes kept darting away from me like looking too long would break him.
“Rosalie… you don’t understand what you’re asking,” he said carefully, taking a small step back even though his fists were clenched at his sides. “You’re Levi’s little sister. We made a promise to him. This… this isn’t something I can just do”
I could see the war happening behind his eyes. Theodore was battling hard against the alpha who was reacting to my scent. His jaw flexed, and he swallowed hard, nostrils flaring as another wave of my heat scent hit him.
“Two weeks of me helping you through this would mean touching you, knotting you, being inside you for days,” he continued, voice dropping even lower.
“It sure as hell isn’t something I should be offering my best friend’s baby sister.”
My body trembled with need, and I took a step closer. “Theodore, please… I’ve tried everything. I can’t take it anymore.”
“If you won’t help me, who will?”
He let out a low, tortured sound and turned away from me for a moment, gripping the back of my desk chair so tightly his knuckles turned white. The muscles in his arms and shoulders were rigid with tension.
“f**k, you smell so sweet it’s killing me,” he muttered under his breath, almost like he didn’t mean for me to hear it. When he finally turned back around, his expression was torn.
My breath hitched. Heat flooded between my thighs so intensely I had to press them together. Theodore’s gaze dropped there instantly, nostrils flaring as he scented my fresh slick.
He let out a low, strained groan and ran a hand through his black hair, looking like he was fighting every instinct he had.
“s**t… you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he rasped.
In one swift motion, Theodore closed the distance between us. His large hand cupped the back of my neck as he pulled me against his hard chest. The moment our bodies touched, a needy whimper tore from my throat. His other hand gripped my hip possessively, fingers digging into my skin through my shorts.
“They’re going to kill me for doing this,” he muttered mostly to himself, his lips brushing the sensitive spot just below my ears. “Tell me to stop now, or I’m bending you over that bed and giving you exactly what that pretty little omega p***y is begging for.”
My fingers fisted in his leather cut, heart hammering wildly as his hard c**k pressed against my stomach. I tilted my head up, lips parted, desperate for his kiss—
The sound of the front door slamming open suddenly echoed through the apartment, followed by heavy footsteps and voices.
Adrian, Felix, and Lucian were back.
Theodore froze, his grip on me tightening as his eyes flashed with a dangerous mix of hunger and panic.
“s**t…” he breathed, forehead resting against mine. “They’re going to smell you on me.”
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