Sage's POV:
I've never experienced an actual heat with my mate being an active part of it, but dad told me that when Omegas become more in tune with their mates that they show signs of heat even earlier. The reason behind this Omega tendency is that we are more connected and that way our Alphas can prepare and get their space protected and safe so they can dedicate their attention to their Omega.
Right now, Ashton seems to be developing that instinct; I've been in this light preheat for about five days now and Ashton has been pacing in front of the door, trying to discreetly rub his side against it to mark it as his space. It's funny to watch, as I've just been rebuilding and organizing my nest while he paces and growls at anyone who knocks at the door before blushing and apologizing profusely.
My real preheat will hit me soon and I'm just as nervous as I am excited to finally be intimate with my mate. As much as we touch, cuddle, and make each other feel good, we're finally going to have sex and I'm so excited to be intimate with him.
We discussed and decided not to use contraceptives because we're both in our early twenties which is when wolves are in their prime to have pups. My mom had me before she became the Alpha, so I know it's doable and that I'll have my Ashton right by my side the whole time.
Plus, it's rare to get pregnant during your first heat when you're first knotted, but it's possible. If it happens, it happens, but I'm not afraid.
I want to have kids. It makes me smile to imagine a little Ashton running around the house. A baby Sage would be cute, too. Maybe we'll have to have more than one. The chance that I only have one baby is pretty high because that's what happened to my parents, so I might have to have two pregnancies, not that I mind.
Ashton is nervous about having pups, but we have talked a lot about it, especially with my upcoming heat. He worries he won't be able to protect them like his parents couldn't protect him, but I know he'll be a great, attentive parent someday.
Or maybe sooner than someday, depending on how this heat goes, or even during Ashton's rut. Apparently if a heat and rut line up, it's brutal and can be overwhelming to both the Alpha and Omega because of the headspace we'd both be in, but there's a ninety five percent chance of pregnancy.
If I have pups, we may have to use contraceptives after because I'm not sure I want an entire tiny pack of my own running around.
"Ashton, can you please relax and come lay with me?" I ask as he sits in front of the door with his back to me. "No one is going to come in here with your scent as strong as it is."
He looks back at me and then to the door once more before he signs and walks to the bed. His eyes stay on the door until he reaches the bed and I grab his face and force our eyes to meet.
"You're being more attentive to the door than me," I comment and Ashton frowns. "You know our pack and no one is going to bother us with how thick the scent is on the door. My dad might show up, but that's just to bring us food, so can you relax?"
"Nope," Ashton replies, grabbing me and pulling me into his lap so he can have me and stare at the door at the same time. "Relaxing isn't really possible when my mate is about to go through his first heat with an Alpha being... physically involved, and I have to make sure you're safe. It feels like, for me, now that I know you're in this pre-preheat and I can sense it, that I have to be over protective to make up for my lack of attentiveness last time."
That makes sense, but it's sad to see how he's stressing already. Heats can get pretty painful, but I think Ashton is struggling more right now than I will through the whole ideal. Especially since I have him now to help ease the pain.
"Everything will be okay, Ashton," I tell him, turning around and sitting on his lap. "And if someone comes in to bother us, I have my big, strong attack Alpha who will take care of it."
His face reddens a bit, but I think it's mainly due to the position we're in. Since we're going to be having sex for most of my heat, I've gotten more bold to help ease Ashton into it, because he's still a bit hesitant.
Of course, I know it'll go well, but Ashton still has some hesitance about him and worries he'll do something wrong and I'll be too out of it to tell him. I said if he wasn't ready we could wait until my next heat or his rut, but he said he's ready, he's just a bit nervous still. We both know that his instincts will tell him if he's going overboard, and that's what I've tried to emphasize so he can relax a little bit.
"Sage, you're not in heat yet," Ashton murmurs as I grind my hips down onto him. "You're not even in full preheat!"
"So?" I ask, kissing his neck and pressing my nose into the scent glands there, as well as running my tongue over the place I'll be marking in the next few days. "Can I not want my mate to feel me up?"
Ashton groans and grabs my hair, pulling my face away and forcing eye contact. "You can want it, but I'm not giving it to you. We have to rest before your heat."
He sounded a bit more bold and in control there, which is really hot. It's hot enough to get me to stop bothering him by grinding our hips together. Also, he's right; we need to be rested and not exhausted in advance (more for Ashton than me) so that he isn't too tired to be fully attentive to me.
"I'm starving," I say, getting out of bed. "Let's go raid the kitchen and hide snacks in here."
Ashton sighs because he's very against me leaving the room right now. "We could just ask your dad or a wolf who passes by our room..."
"Ash, no one is going to hurt me," I repeat. "If it'll make you feel better you can just carry me."
His eyes brighten a bit and he scoops me up.
Through training and beginning to build that "Alpha-body" that Ashton never had much of a chance to build, he's gotten a lot stronger. Now, he can smoothly lift me up and carry me around without breaking a sweat. He probably could have done it before, but he was also hesitant about touching me.
We get to the kitchen and the scent of waffles and fried ham is in the air, making me even hungrier. My dad is cooking with Reid and Owen, and they're both laughing at something he said while he mixes eggs in a bowl to scramble them.
Owen hasn't been feeling great lately, and we all think he got a cold from the snow. He also mentioned that he feels his stomach aching like a rut is coming up, but he's not entirely sure.
Zach is out on patrol, despite there still being a lot of deep snow. He has been covering for me because I'm too close to heat to go out and help patrol.
Ashton sits down on one of the chairs in the dining room, his hands tightening around my waist to show me that he's not letting me waltz off and get my own food. He presses his nose to my neck and I close my eyes in complete relaxation.
"Here you go," dad says, handing us two plates of food.
Ashton almost growls at him, but a hard look from dad shuts him up before he can get a whole snarl out. My mate starts to feed me and I try not to show how much I like it, but Owen is smirking at us.
I look up and see that Ashton is smirking, too.
•••
It's only one day later when my actual preheat hits and that lasts for two days until the full force of heat slams into me.
I wake up at three in the morning in severe pain, a wet spot already in the bed between my legs and slick all over my thighs. I'm wearing underwear but they're gross and soaked. The pain gets worse and I let out a whine, but Ashton is still sound asleep, holding my waist and breathing slowly.
Irritated, I shake his shoulder and his eyes flutter open. In seconds, his pupils dilate and his scent gets a lot stronger and impressive, which makes me show off my neck and whimper.
"Shh, it's okay," Ashton soothes, kissing my lips and using the dry washcloth that he left on the nightstand to wipe away the sweat on my forehead.
The attention makes some of the pain fade, but it's not enough.
Ashton presses his nose into my neck and growls possessively. "You smell amazing, Sage." He kisses my neck and strips my sweat covered shirt off. "My beautiful mate..."
I bare my neck to him and try to get him to do more than compliment and kiss me, but he just continues with staring at my body and rubbing his hands up and down my chest.
"Alpha," I whine, and he looks taken aback but I can tell that it excites him and turns him on even more.
Ashton kisses my neck again and makes his way down my collar bones and pauses at my nipples. He takes his time to suck on and bite them, making me arch my back and try to get him to do something else even though this feels amazing.
He finally gets down to my stomach and my v-line. Ashton uses his teeth to pull down my underwear and I've never seen this boldness from him, but it's the hottest thing I've ever seen. So far, at least.
Ashton's eyes widen a bit, and before I can even process what he may be thinking, he shoves his face between my thighs and begins to lap at my hole.
I cry out in pleasure and shock, and Ashton grabs my thighs to stop me from moving. "I need more," I sob, because I just want the remaining aches in my gut to go away. "Ashton, please..."
"What was that?" he asks, pulling away to bite my inner thigh. "Who are you talking to?"
I think I just got harder.
"Alpha," I whisper desperately. "Please, I need more."
He hums, licking the small bite mark on my thigh. "Alright, Omega," he purrs, and the name makes me feel another gush of slick flood out of my ass. "You're so beautiful, Sage."
My face gets hotter, and it's not because of the heat. However, my blushing is quickly overshadowed by my whimpers when the pain gets more severe.
Ashton gets a bit frantic and strips himself before he lays on top of me and starts to kiss me. It's frantic and messy, but I can feel how much Ashton is trying to convey comfort toward me. He's worried that the pain is severe and he's not doing well, but I know he's going to keep me safe and take the pain away.
I love him.
Even if I haven't said it, I know I love my mate. It feels a bit soon to say it, even if werewolf relationships are traditionally really fast as opposed to other supernatural creatures.
However, vampires and demons are immortal so they can really take their time. Werewolves can live for a long time, but we aren't immortal.
"Are you ready for me to make love to you?" Ashton asks.
I pause because that is probably the cutest way he could refer to it, but I'm definitely ready for it.
"Yes," I say, and he kisses me and holds my hands while he slowly eases his cock into my hole.
He's really hard and I can tell he's had a hard time watching me writhe and opt for comforting me as opposed to fucking my brains out. Not that I'd be against him fucking my brains out; first time or not, I want to get railed.
"Are you alright?" Ashton asks, panting, once his balls are pressed against my ass.
"I'd be better if you'd move," I grumble and he lets out a small, panting laugh before he starts to slowly rock into me. "Move faster!"
Ashton growls. "Be patient, Omega," he says, nipping at the spot on my neck where he'll be marking soon.
"Please," I whimper. "I need it!"
"Last I checked, I'm the one who decides how to care for my Omega in heat. I don't want to hurt you by going too fast the first time, so I'll work up to it. You'll get it hard, be patient," he orders and I throw my head back to show off my neck. "Good boy."
I whimper as he slowly rocks in and out of me, his cock rubbing against my prostate but not hard enough for me. However, because I'm desperate and in heat, it's making me even harder and I'm already close to the edge.
Ashton starts to move a little bit quicker, wrapping his arms around my back and gripping shoulder blades.
All I can do is moan and arch my back, trying to hold back my orgasm because I don't want to come early. I disappoint myself in seconds and come all over my chest with Ashton still going, grunting and moaning above me.
"Did you come?" Ashton asks, looking down and his eyes widen in concern. "Will it hurt if I keep going? Should I stop?"
I shake my head. "No, the pain will stop once you knot me, so keep going."
That's the only instruction he needs, and he begins to move faster and I feel his knot start to form. I'm getting hard again and Ashton reaches between us with one hand to stroke me while he rams into my ass.
"Sage, I'm going to come," he growls, moving impossibly faster.
I don't say anything, I just lean up and bite his neck, marking him as my mate. It makes Ashton moan loudly and he shoves his knot inside of me before he bites down on my neck and returns my gesture.
It makes me come again and I'm desperately holding onto my mate, whimpering in as I feel his knot stretch me out and the pain fades. It feels amazing, and I realize I'm not longer a virgin; I'm now a successfully mated, non-virgin Omega, and the idea of it makes me smile.
"My neck hurts a little bit," Ashton murmurs, and I kiss his mark and make him shudder. "That made it feel a bit better."
I can feel his cock harden inside me. "How long does it take for a knot to go down?"
"I don't know. I've never knotted anyone and I was always drugged up and out of it during my rut." He grunts when I clench around him, spurred on by the feeling of him hardening within me. "It takes longer if I'm hard and turned on."
My purrs fill the room. "It keeps the pain away, so I'm fine with it," I say flirtatiously, my mind a bit fuzzy on the edges from the experience and the heat.
Ashton notices my exhaustion. "Sleep, Sage. Trust me, you'll wake up when my knot goes down," he says, laughing a bit as I close my eyes.
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