You're Not My Mate

Heat Strike

Aurelia POV

The next few weeks pass quickly. And before I know it, over 2 months has passed. Everything seems to get back to normal and I go back to my daily phone calls with everyone back home. My mother is the happiest she’s been in a long time. Which sounds a little crazy. Of course she mourned my father, he was her mate. But she’s coming out of it now, she’s happy. And she’s over the moon to watch Caesar run the pack with Arabella. Who, by all accounts, seems to be doing amazing. Not that I ever doubted it.

It’s August. And it’s freaking boiling. When I moved here, nobody warned me that this place turns into the desert in August. I wake up, sweating again. Florida got warm, but this place was another level. I lean over to Liam, but touch an empty space on the bed. I sit up and look around. There’s a note left on my bedside table.

Morning My Beautiful Sweet Baby,

I’m at training. Stay in bed. I’ll fetch you breakfast.

All my love

L Xx

I smell the note and breathe in all of his smell. Every morning, without fail, he wakes before me for training, and yet he still leaves me a note that gives me butterflies in my stomach. I pull myself out of the quilt and head into the shower to try and cool down. This was awful. My whole body felt like it was on fire. I’m still sitting in a cold shower when Liam arrives back an hour later. My vision was getting blurry with how hot I felt, and the waves of sickness were making me dizzy. He walks into the bathroom, curious and then his eyes bulge. “You’re in heat.” I blink. “Heat?” I ask, croaking, trying to adjust my eyes. He nods. “I thought I felt funny. It’s you. You are in heat, baby.” 

I bite my lip, then try and drag him into the shower with me. He smirks and then lunges at me, lifting me up and pushing me up against the shower wall. I wrap my legs around his waist, and dig my finger nails into the skin on his back. I’ve never needed him more. “Please, Liam.” I beg, feeling myself almost breaking into tears. He grinds against me, while kissing my neck, and every hair on my body stands on end. My body takes over for me, pushing closer against him, and my head lolls back, giving him full access to my neck. 

He knows what I need, he must be able to smell it on me. Because a few seconds later I can feel him slide himself into me. A moan escapes from my lips as I can feel myself wrap around his d**k. I run my fingers through his hair, and he moves his hands from my back down to cup my ass cheeks. I can hear a growl escape his chest as he starts to speed up. Pumping his d**k in and out faster, and harder. The room is filled with my moans of pleasure, begging for more. His breathing gets heavier and I can feel myself getting close. He grabs my waist and pulls me down hard, pushing himself deep inside. I scream out as the o****m rips through my body. He keeps pushing himself in and out, grunting with the force, until a growl rips around the room, and I can feel him fill me with his juices.

He stays inside me briefly, pushing me again the wall and leaning on me as we both catch our breath. “You. Are. Amazing.” He says, kissing my lips between each word. I’m still trying to catch my breath, but I’m craving him again. He starts to pull out of me. “No, no, no.” I beg. This was the first time I had felt cooler all day, and the thought of being empty was enough to set me into a panic. He chuckles. “Please, again.” I beg, fluttering my eyes at him. I rotate my hips around, feeling him still inside me. His eyes go black and I know I’ve won. He pulls out, and holds me close against his body as he rushes us through to the bedroom and throws me onto the bed on my back. A small growl rips from my chest, wanting to grab him and get closer to me. The burning sensation when he isn’t near me is too much for me to handle. I don’t need to wait long and he’s on top of me, grinding against my body, kissing my throat and his mark on my neck. My body arches under him, craving more. 

He runs his fingers down the side of my body, underneath me and squeezes my ass cheeks. “Please, Liam. I need you. Please.” I beg, whimpering as I push my body against his. He slides himself further down the bed, and moves his arms around between my thighs and starts to run his fingers slowly up and down my c**t. My whole body lifts up, I moan, begging for more and he starts to lick down from his mark on my neck, down my chest to my right n****e. He sucks it, gently nibbling it, and pulls his spare hand around to start playing with my left n****e. He picks up the pace of his fingers on my c**t, and then slides one, two, and three fingers inside me.

He pushes his thumb down on my c**t while he pushes his fingers in and out of me. Alternating between slow and then hard and fast. I can feel the o****m building inside me as he carries on his attack. He curls his fingers inside me, hitting every spot as my moans get louder. Just as I feel myself getting close to the edge, he nibbles down on my n****e, squeezes my other nibble and slams his fingers in and out of me. My whole body shakes with my o****m and I scream his name as he thrusts his d**k straight inside me before my o****m has even finished, making me gasp.

He leans on his arms on either side of my body, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside me, but I need more. I need deeper. I need faster. I pull my legs up and hook them over his shoulders, either side of his head. “Harder.” I pant, as I pull his face closer to mine to kiss him. I clamp my lips to his as he grabs my waist, pulling me against him as he pushes deeper and faster inside me. “You like my d**k inside you, baby? Like me f*****g you so hard? c*m for me baby.” He growls at me. His dirty talk always pushes me to the edge, and then he bites down on his mark on my neck. I see stars, shooting stars, across a whole sky of stars as my o****m takes over. I scream his name, feeling the effects all over my body, and then I hear his growl bounce around the room as his o****m hits and he fills me with his juices, pumping every last bit inside me. 

He drops down next to me on the bed as we both catch our breath. “How’s the fire, baby?” “Better when you’re close. Better again when you touch me. Even better when you’re inside me.” I manage to mutter between breaths. He chuckles and pulls me closer to him, wrapping one arm under my head and hugging me closer to him. “How long until you’re ready to go again?” He turns to look at me surprised. “Baby, you’ve just had 3 orgasms and you want another?” I roll myself on top of him. “I need more. All day long. And night too.” I add, already feeling the effects of heat taking over me and my body sweating and burning with need. I start to grind against his d**k, watching his eyes turn from the beautiful chocolate brown to the deep black that I know is full of lust. Before he can make a move, I lift myself up slightly, grab his d**k and push it inside me, slamming down onto his lap. “f**k, baby” He groans, as I start to bounce on him and feel his d**k getting harder. 

He reaches up to grab my breasts, kneading them and running his thumbs over my n*****s. All I can think about is how amazing it feels to have his d**k inside me, his hands on my body. This is everything I need. Every touch, every second inside me and I already feel better. He reaches down to grab my waist, and then sits himself up, pulling me with him, still inside me. The whole movement feels amazing inside me, and then he takes the control back. He grips the top of my thighs tight, pushing me down against him as he thrusts hard and fast in and out. His balls slap against me with the force, and every thrust feels like he’s hitting my G-spot perfectly. I wrap my arms around him, kissing my mark on his neck as he continues to pound inside me while kissing and nibbling my neck.

Each time I get close to an o****m, he stops, and just holds me close and tight against him, slowly rotating his hips so that his d**k rotates inside me. It feels amazing. He does this for what feels like forever, and then he grips my thighs hard again as he f***s me over and over. On the 5th attempt of my o****m, he bites his mark on my neck as he forces himself deep inside me, and it pushes me over the edge. “LIAM!” I scream, as he continues to pound inside me, over and over. Until a few minutes later I can feel his breathing change as he orgasms and for the 3rd time, I feel his juices shoot inside me. 

I collapse against him, but hold him tight. “How you feeling now, baby?” I turn to look him dead in the eye. “Like I’m the luckiest woman in the world.” He chuckles, and gently grinds his hips in a circle, and I can feel his d**k getting hard again already. I don’t care how tired I am, the s*x is 1000x better when I’m in heat, and before I can stop him, he’s spun me around to ride him reverse cowboy.

**

“Oh f**k, baby.” Liam moans, as he shoots his juice inside me for the 5th time today. I’m high as a kite on my 7th o****m. We haven’t moved from the bed all day, and I’m too scared to even stand up at this point because my legs feel like jelly. “I hope your heat starts to wear off soon, you’re gonna kill me.” He groans, trying to catch his breath. We’re currently laid on the bed, spooning. I’m laid up as close as possible to him, and he’s still inside me. Honestly, I could sleep like this. 

“s*x with you is even more amazing in heat.” I sigh. He leans down and kisses his mark on my neck. “Can you mark my other shoulder? It’d be nice to have two of those.” I say, moving my head so he has better access to my neck. He laughs, thinking I’m joking. I’m definitely not. “How can I kiss both, with only one mouth baby?” I groan. I hadn’t thought about that. Either way the fire had cooled down a lot at this point. And with his d**k inside me, it felt the best it had been all day. “Come on, we better get you in the bath, you must be sore as hell.” “Only if you’ll f**k me in the bath too.” He laughs. “You have a very dirty mouth.” “Only for you, Liam. Only for you.” But in reality, he had to scoop me off the bed and carry me into the bath I was so exhausted.

He lowered me into the bath and climbs in behind me. Having time to just lay there together in the warm water was amazing. “We should do this more often.” I say, leaning my head back to look at his expression. “Oh baby, I’d spend everyday for the rest of my life locked up with you if we could.” I laugh. That was fine by me. 

**

I wake up to pitch darkness, I blink and look around and try to rub my eyes to wake them up. It’s no good. I lean over for Liam but he’s not there. I bolt up and try to feel where he is around the room, but I can’t sense him anywhere. I lean over for my phone. 6PM. Hmm, he must have the blackout blinds and curtains all closed to be this dark. The burn of being away from him is taking over my body, and I can feel myself sweating with the need to have him close.

“Liam?”

“Ahh wakey wakey, my beautiful girl. Are you OK?”

“Yes. Where are you?”

“I’m just finishing up in the office while Jordan makes us dinner. I’ll be right there baby. Hold on.”

“OK. I love you, Liam.”

“Oh baby, I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.”

I smile. He’s the craziest lover, and sweetest guy in the world. My love for him makes my heart want to explode. I stand up and walk to my closet. I’m definitely feeling sore and my legs are like jelly, but within a couple of hours I’ll be healed again. I pull out a pair of short pyjamas, grab my dressing gown and slippers and head down the corridor to his office. I knock gently and listen. I can’t hear anyone else in there, so it must just be Liam. I walk in and he looks exhausted on the computer.

I walk behind him and massage his shoulders. “Oh handsome, you’re going to burn yourself out.” He catches my right hand in his and kisses it. “It’s worth it for you, baby. I’m sorry I left you, especially during heat. I had some urgent emails.” I shake my head. “What do you need to do? Can I help?” “No, baby. You relax.” I roll my eyes, so stubborn. I walk around his chair, and then climb onto his lap, just being close to him helps to ease the burning heat that’s stabbing all over my body. “Let me see. Just replying to emails?” He leans into me, resting his head gently on my shoulder as he nods. “Let me do them for you.” Before he can protest I turn around and kiss him softly on the cheek.

20 minutes later and I’ve replied to all his emails and penciled in a few dates in his diary. All the time he had been stroking my arms, rubbing my shoulders and kissing my neck. When I shut down his computer, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me as close to him as possible. “How are you feeling?” He whispers into my ear. I turn sideways on his lap and lean against his chest. “Much better when you’re close to me.” He chuckles. “I thought you were coming in here to demand my body again.” I flash him a wicked grin as he wraps his arms tighter around me, holding me close to him. 

The burning was still there but manageable now. “How long does it last?” I ask him, hoping he wouldn’t say too long. “You should start feeling better tomorrow, it doesn’t last that long, I promise.” He leans forward to kiss my head and I smile. This is exactly where I want to be for the rest of my life.

Liam POV

Aurelia had worn me out. When she walked into my office and sat on my lap, I had to admit, I panicked. Was she really ready to go again? I’d end up having a heart attack. Can I have a heart attack? Watching how quickly she was able to streamline through my emails, her professional responses, scheduling all my appointments, I couldn’t wrap my head around how this wonderful woman was my mate. I run my fingers up and down her arms and kiss her neck gently. If she worked with me, I could have her with me every minute of the day. But then, would I ever get any work done? I chuckle internally as my wolf wags his tail, and move my arms to massage her shoulders. 

She finishes and shuts down my computer. I guess my work is done for the night, and I smirk to myself as I wrap my arms around her body, pulling her close to me. She squirms, wriggles and moves around to lean her head against my chest. Her scent was still full of beautiful, fresh strawberries, but mixed with being in heat too. I like it more than I thought I would. “How long does it last?” She asks, sounding sleepy and worried. I bite my lip, I’d already spoken to some others today and they warned me it can depend on each wolf, some lasting up to 4-5 days. But they assured me each day does feel a little better.

“You should start feeling better tomorrow, it doesn’t last that long, I promise.” I lean forward and kiss her forehead gently, her soft skin is just perfect. She smiles and it pulls on all my heart strings. As much as I love our crazy s*x life, being able to sit and just marvel in her beauty, look at her smile, listen to her laugh, those were the things I loved about her the most.

I hold her against me for a while until I start to hear her breathing change. I look down at her face as her eyes are peacefully closed, her little mouth pouting as she sleeps. I brush her hair from her face and just watch her. She seems happy. I had been so worried about her after everything with her father, and yet she was busy making sure I was OK. She’s an angel. And she’s all mine. I’d make sure that nobody would ever make her upset or harm her again.