Dylan looked down at Alyssa, his wolf fighting him to mate with her. There was a light sheen of sweat on her brow, her cheeks were flushed and she was lying naked in her bed. It was like his wet dream had become reality. She was looking at him wantonly and it took every fiber of his self-control not to go to her.
“I…I…ohhh pleasseee,” Alyssa rasped out throatily, reaching for Dylan. She needed him to help her feel better. She knew that was the only way. Her body was on fire and it was becoming borderline painful. But other than that…she just wanted him. And if this was the push they needed to go to the next level, so be it.
“You…you’re in heat,” Dylan said gruffly, taking a step back.
Alyssa reached an arm out, trying to grasp his.
“I need to get you heat suppressant pills,” Dylan
