Denae twisted against the floor, pulling at her garments. It seemed her heat that had been due in two days was now in full effect. Her body was burning up, her eyes swelled with tears as she wiggled in need.
She could feel the slick that dripped abundantly down her legs, soaking her panty. Her n*****s were hard, begging for somebody to touch them…
For Zaid to touch them…
But Zaid wasn’t here…she could neither see, hear nor smell him and that fact made this so much more painful. Omegas had heats every month as soon they turned eighteen, and she’d spent her first as well as all her past heats with Jerald.
Though she’d hated him, on that specific day or even days, she’d shamelessly have to look him in the eye and beg him to f*ck her. Would it be the same today?
Denae looked towards the
