He Refused Me, I Hid His Heat Pills

Everyone said that when a beastman mated with a human, it wasn't just this incredible, toe-curling experience. It'd also make you physically stronger. Word on the street was that beastmen were amazing in bed, seriously well-endowed, and could go all night long. But my beastman, Colin Yeats, just wouldn't give me a chance to see for myself, no matter what I did. He kept turning me down, over and over again. Then, this time, he was right in the middle of his heat, and I had hidden every last one of his suppressants. I could hear him in the bathroom, letting out these painful, muffled groans. I put on this innocent-but-sexy white slip dress, and I headed over to the bathroom door. Through the frosted glass, I could just make out his lean, toned figure and the way his hand kept moving as he tried to take the edge off by himself. Right when I was smirking to myself and reaching for the door to push it open, I heard this whisper thick with desire. "Gia, help me." He was saying my name. My heart started pounding even faster. I mean, he was literally asking for me by name, so how could I not go help him? I pushed the bathroom door open, only to find Colin already with a towel wrapped around his waist, leaving his muscular upper body completely bare. Droplets of water were still dripping from his hair, trailing down past his collarbone, over his chest, and then disappearing right below that V-line. There really was nothing more dangerously tempting than a gorgeous guy stepping out of the shower. "Did you wash your tail clean? Let me help you with that." I reached around and pulled his wet tail into my arms, giving it a good, firm stroke. A beastman's tail was every bit as dangerously sensitive as his private part. Sure enough, Colin's whole body went rigid, and the towel around his waist started to tent out a little. His voice dropped even lower, rougher, and even more magnetic than before. "Let go." My smile only got wider. No way was I letting go. I even pressed his tail against my chest, which soaked the front of my dress and turned that thin white fabric almost completely see-through. "You just asked me to help you, so why are you changing your mind now?" I gave him my sweetest, most innocent smile. I could clearly see something burning in his eyes that he was trying so hard to keep under control. He kept glancing away, and his Adam's apple kept bobbing up and down, but somehow, when he finally opened his mouth, his voice was still ice-cold. "You misheard me." He could hold out that well? No way was I letting that slide. I took the tip of his tail and started dragging it slowly down my wet chest, moving it lower and lower. I let my breathing get all fast and ragged on purpose, with no rhythm to it at all. I flipped the script on him so that instead of me torturing him, it almost felt like he was the one teasing me. Finally, Colin scooped me up without warning. My heart was singing. I wrapped my arms around his neck and locked my legs around his waist, breathing in that amazing smell of his. He carried me back to the bedroom and threw me down onto the bed hard. I knew a guy like him was bound to be wild in bed. Just as I closed my eyes and braced myself to surrender to the moment, I heard the door open and a voice say, "Good night, my lady," which left me all alone on the bed lying there completely dazed. Not ready to give up that easily, I started letting out these tiny, soft sobs. Beastmen had incredible hearing, so sure enough, it didn't take long before he knocked on my door. I didn't answer him and kept crying. Then, the lock gave a click, and he snapped it clean off from the other side. I looked back in surprise, and right then, my eyes locked with Colin's. The worry written all over his face was impossible to miss. "What's going on?" I turned my head away, so I wouldn't have to look at him, but I let my leg slip out from under the blanket in a way that was meant to seem completely casual. From the reflection in the glass, I could see him awkwardly glance away, and his chest started rising and falling all uneven. I knew exactly what was going on inside him, but I still asked, "Do you hate me or something?" "No," he answered, so fast and so sure of it, like he was terrified I might get the wrong idea. Right after that, I scooted over a little on the bed and said, "Then come over here and sleep next to me." Colin's whole body went noticeably stiff, but he still didn't move from where he was standing, not coming any closer to me. I put on a deliberately disappointed voice and said, "So you really do hate me, then." That finally got him to take a step. The next thing I felt was the other side of the bed sinking down under his weight, and my heart was doing backflips inside my chest. I sat up right away, swung my leg over to straddle him, and let my fingers go straight to where I knew they'd get a reaction out of him. There was no way he was going to be able to hold back this time. I was sure of it! But then, before I could even get anywhere, I felt a light tap on my back. Every bit of strength left my body all at once, and I went completely limp as he gently laid me back down on the mattress and straightened me out, so I was lying there all proper and neat. After that, he lay down on the far edge of the bed, keeping as much distance between us as he could, and said, "Go to sleep." I let out a quiet laugh to myself, somewhere between disbelief and amusement. So Colin actually dared to use his power on me, huh? He was so done for. He wasn't getting a single suppressant from me ever again, not even one.