The first time Dorian got his heat, he was thirteen years old, and it happened in the middle of a shower after P.E. The heat was so intense that the principle evacuated the whole school, and the teachers locked Dorian dressing room by the teachers. It wasn't an omega that triggered Dorian. It started because he saw Finian naked in the gym shower. The heat took over the boy, and Finian barely got out of the room before Dorian could jump him. Finian didn't want to himself. No, it was the gym teacher, a massive man that resembled a bear, that carried the screaming boy out of the room and locked the door, to keep Dorian from getting his hands on the red-haired boy. It was like something out of a horror movie. Dorian was growling with a voice that didn't sound human, and he was banging on the door, screaming after Finian.
The omegas in the school were all terrified, and the alphas felt intimidated. There was no doubt in anyone's mind; Dorian was a Prime and an unusually dominant at that. So Dorian was trying to get out of the room, and Finian was trying to get in. Even though the boy was an alpha, he wasn't afraid. He wanted to be with Dorian. He loved the other boy with all his heart, and it was as if Dorian's pheromones were calling him, even though he were alpha and shouldn't be lured by another alphas pheromones. It all ended when the school nurse gave Dorian an injection with strong suppressants, and the boy fell asleep for a whole day. But the pheromones lingered in school for the rest of the day, and all classes were cancelled. Finian even had to take his first medicine. The boy hadn't had his heat yet, so just one pill was enough to get the boy to calm down. It would take the boy two more years to get his heat, and after that, Finian and Dorian always spent every heat together. Their heat even began synchronizing, starting, and ending on the same day.
But that day, when Dorian got his first heat, was the only time his heat had been so intensive. Dorian wasn't affected by other pheromones except Shiro's, and he never let out his pheromones except when his heat started or at that time when he met Shiro.
On the day Dorian's heat came, Finian and Dorian were the only ones at home. Dorian sat behind the computer, working. He knew that his heat would come this week, so he decided to work from home. Finian was in the kitchen, doing the final editing on his thesis before he would submit it. Shiro had left early for a photo shoot, and the kids were at school. Ikumi had started her new class the day before, and everything went smoothly for the young girl. It was a relief that both Caoimhe and Eamon went to the same school, even if they were in classes over her.
It had been four days since the family dinner, and there was a feeling of peace in the McCallister house that hadn't been present before. Eamon was happy that he mustered up the courage to tell his family about his girlfriend, and on Sunday, he brought her home for the first time. Chhaya was a confident and spunky kid, and Eamon's family immediately liked her. The only one that had a bit of a problem with dealing with the energetic black-haired girl was Ikumi, but she pretended like nothing. Caoimhe, on the other hand, liked Chhaya a lot, and she could see how in love her brother was with the older girl.
However, Caoimhe was noticing that Ikumi was acting strange. The younger girl always had her phone with her, and she frequently received texts. Even though Caoimhe hadn't known Ikumi for so long, she still understood that this behaviour was unusual for her. But Caoimhe wanted to wait before talking to Ikumi about it. And to be honest, Caoimhe had enough to deal with as it was. Before getting her menstruation, she had heard her friends complain about it, but she never imagined it to be such a pain. It hurt, it was uncomfortable, and her mood was awful, constantly lashing out at everybody. And she was bitter because, for some reason, males didn't have periods the same way as females, even though they also could get pregnant. Finian told Caoimhe that it was a trait from their ancestors, who only had one gender instead of two. Thousands of years ago, there were no alphas or omegas, everybody was like betas, and only the females could get pregnant. But due to evolution, humans evolved a secondary gender. Despite that, females still had their monthly bleeding, and Caoimhe thought it was incredibly unfair. The only good thing about it all was that her doting fathers listened to her every need, and she could eat chocolate on a weekday.
Dorian was a bit flustered over the fact that his baby girl had her period. Dorian had never been around girls that much. Except for Katherine, there wasn't any other female he had any close relationship with, and she never talked about her menstruation with him. So for Dorian, this was all new. He still couldn't believe that his little girl was becoming a teenager. It was enough that Eamon had gotten his first girlfriend. Dorian felt he was getting older, and the man had his first taste of middle-age crisis.
The morning of his heat Dorian stood naked in front of the mirror. He had just taken a shower, so his blond hair was a bit damp. Dorian stared at his reflection, and he frowned. He didn't like what he saw one bit. Wasn't his muscles smaller than before? He pinched the skin on the side of his waist and glared at it. Was he starting to get a belly? And wasn't his hair getting thinner? Did that mean he would go bald soon? Dorian had rushed out of the bathroom, still completely naked. He stood in front of Finian, who was getting dressed.
"Am I going bald?" He cried out in desperation.
Finian stood utterly still. His movements were frozen as he were about to button his shirt and stared with big eyes at his husband.
"Uh?" He managed to blurt out.
"And look at this! I've gained weight! Bloody hell!" Dorian was panicking, and he ran back to the bathroom, leaving Finian roaring with laughter.
"Don't laugh at me!" Dorian muttered from behind the closed door, which only made Finian laugh harder.
It took a bit of convincing from Finian before Dorian left the bathroom. Finian assured his husband that he didn't mean anything wrong when he was laughing. He was just surprised by the absurdity because Dorian was neither going bald nor gaining weight. Finian couldn't believe Dorian doubted his good looks. It was a first, and for Finian, it didn't make any sense. Dorian was getting more handsome by the year. His hair was still thick and healthy, and his muscles were as strong as ever. Finian understood what was going on with Dorian. He knew he had to talk with Shiro about it, so they together could reassure their mate and help him feel better about himself.
Dorian couldn't stop thinking negatively about himself, and he practically forced himself to keep working. Around 10 pm, he got a mail from Lucas. It was pictures of Shiro from last week's photoshoot. Dorian just stared at them. Every single thought about his body vanished. Shiro was so sexy. No, more than sexy. He was like a magical being, far too beautiful to be human. There were fifteen pictures, and every one of them made Dorian's mouth watered. Shiro's slightly suggestive eyes, plump lips, and slender body, everything was perfect.
Dorian was staring at the screen, and slowly he's body was getting hotter. First, he didn't notice it. Then his throat felt dry. He needed water, so he walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. Finian didn't even notice him as Dorian walked in. He was so engrossed in his work, and Dorian didn't want to disturb him. So, without a word, he quickly walked back to the computer. Dorian wanted to take another look at those pictures.
It didn't matter how much water he drank. He couldn't get rid of the dry feeling in his mouth. And soon, he started to feel a lot hotter. Dorian dried his forehead with his sleeve. Then he unbuttoned several buttons on his shirt. It didn't help. It wasn't until his body started feeling tingly that he finally realized. His heat had started.
When Dorian got up from the chair and walked out of the study, his body burned like a fever, and his steps became unstable.
"Fin! It's starting," he shouted.
With staggering steps, he walked towards the bedroom, and as he walked, he unbuttoned his shirt completely and threw it on the floor outside the bedroom.
"I'll call your parents and ask them to take the kids after school," Finian called from the kitchen.
Dorian didn't answer, he felt far too dizzy, and he threw himself on the bed. His entire body was tingly, and he felt restless. He couldn't keep still. The sensation was much stronger than it used to. Was it because of the bond?
"Deion said that Shiro is doing an interview, but I sent him a text," Finian said and walked into the bedroom, looking at Dorian with concern.
"Do you want to wait for him?"
Dorian shook his head and looked at his husband with a heated gaze.
"I want you!"
"Are you sure? Shiro is your pair."
The answer made Dorian glare irritated at his husband.
"No, I want my Finian."
Dorian rushed up and startled Finian with a passionate kiss. They kissed for a long time until Dorian couldn't take it anymore, and he lifted Finian in his arms and tenderly laid him on the bed.
"I will try to be gentle," he mumbled, his voice hoarse from the kiss.
Finian couldn't answer, he was breathing heavily, but he nodded.
For over an hour, Finian let Dorian take him. Finian hated thinking about it, but it wasn't as pleasurable as it used to be. He was pregnant, and Dorian was far more intense than usual. His cock hammered Finian almost to the point that he got scared for the child inside him. And it was with relief that Finian saw the door to the bedroom open. He was breathing fast as if he been running.
"Can you please take over?" Finian panted out of breath.
He realized when he glanced at Shiro that he didn't need to ask. Shiro was already affected by the pheromones, and his eyes were glossy. He stared at Dorian. The desire was evident on his face.
Finian turned to Dorian, who was fully occupied with taking him from the side and caressed his cheek.
"Dorian, your pair is here."
Dorian didn't react to what Finian said at all; he just continued to move his hips. He was fully immersed, lost in his own world. Suddenly out of nowhere, Shiro made a sound that startled Finian, and he looked up at the other man. He felt shivers run down his spine at those bright red eyes that stared at him. Shiro was hissing like a feral beast and gritted his teeth. Finian had heard about that type of behaviour. It was some kind of prime omega instinct. But Prime Omegas were few, and there hadn't been any proper studies on them, so this was unique and a rather exciting thing for Finian to experience. Even he, pregnant and all could feel the pheromones Shiro was secreting. They weren't luring him in. No, it was meant to make him feel fear.
Another omega would probably succumb, but as an alpha, he wasn't affected. But Finian understood. Dorian was Shiro's mate, and now Finian was a rival. Finian had no other choice but to elbow Dorian in the stomach, making the man lose his grip on Finian. As Dorian was occupied with gasping for air, Finian crawled out of bed. His body hurt, he was tired, and he just wanted to get out of there. It was completely different when he wasn't pregnant and also were in heat. Then it was enjoyable. They had sex for days, just fucking like animals. But now, he didn't have the stamina or will to keep up with the sex-crazed Dorian.
Finian looked at Shiro, and the omega followed him with his gaze. He was actually growling, and Finian thought the shorter, much smaller man looked like an adorable little mouse hissing at a cat. Finian grinned at him.
"Have fun," he said and left the room.
Finian took a shower, walked to Eamon's bed, and exhausted; he fell asleep. He was grateful that Shiro had come home.
While Finian was happy being out of the bedroom, Dorian's pain started to fade, and he was confused. He was in a daze. He had never felt anything like this before, but he noticed that something had changed. Finian was gone. His beloved Finian was not on the bed anymore, and Dorian started to panicked. He sat up on the bed and was about to rush out of the room when he came face to face with Shiro. The omegas pheromones hit him hard, and he almost choked on it. His temperature rose even higher, and he felt dizzy. But he couldn't fall. Those deep red eyes took hold of him, and he was lost in them.
"My mate!" Shiro hissed and threw himself on Dorian.
They kissed a sloppy kiss that was more like they tried to devour each other—tumbling on the bed. This was Shiro, he wasn't pregnant, and he was an omega. Dorian's feral instinct told him that he didn't have to be careful, and he wasn't. Shiro didn't complain. He was just as rough as Dorian was.
The omega was pissed. He had seen his alpha touching another man, and now in his heat, Shiro couldn't accept it. It didn't matter that it been Finian, that he usually didn't mind Dorian having sex with him. Shiro, in his heat, hated it and he wanted to overwrite every spot Finian had touched Dorian with his scent. So Shiro started licking on Dorian's skin, marking him with his fragrance and making Dorian moan. Shiro got down to Dorian's hard cock. It was standing straight up, and it was twitching and leaking. Shiro was filled with the strongest urge to clean it from Finian. And as Shiro was sucking and licking on it, Dorian held Shiro's head, gripping his hair.
Dorian couldn't speak, it felt too good, and he could feel he was getting closer to climax. Shiro noticed it as well, and he stopped. He looked at Dorian, and his red eyes were burning.
"In me," he demanded.
No more words were necessary. Dorian grabbed Shiro and threw him on the bed. Dorian was on top of him in seconds, parted Shiros slender legs, and in a single thrust, he was inside Shiro. It was warm, moist, and tight, and Dorian was in heaven.
Shiro let out a cry as Dorian thrust hard. It was a mix of both pleasure and pain. Dorian didn't last long, and he soon came. But his heat didn't end. He wanted more. There was a voice inside of Dorian that screamed that he had to impregnate Shiro. Shiro had to have his offspring. And in Shiro, the omega demanded the same thing.
Shiro had never before been so controlled by a alphas pheromones as now. He simply needed to be connected to his alpha, and every fibre of his body craved Dorian's seed. The need they both shared made them lose control. They went like animals, climaxing over and over again, before they fell asleep, completely exhausted.
Shiro was the first to wake up, and his whole body ached. He had never had sex that intensely before, not even during his last heat. That time was nothing compared to this sex-marathon they just had. Shiro was slightly disoriented, and his thoughts were all fuzzy. He clearly remembered walking into the house and got hit by a mist of pheromones. The whole place was filled with it. It affected him at once, and he ran through the house to the bedroom. He knew he had watched Dorian sleeping with Finian, and he remembered how angry he got. Now, when he wasn't affected by the pheromones, he didn't understand why he was so upset. But then, Shiro hated Finian. He was filled with the intense feeling that if Finian didn't leave, he would hurt Finian. Which was absurd because Shiro knew he couldn't do anything against a much bigger alpha. Even if the alpha was pregnant, Shiro really didn't stand a chance. He had even heard himself growl!
Shiro collected his thoughts and got up from the bed. He was starving. He looked at the clock and gawked, surprised at the time. He had been sleeping for six hours. No wonder he was hungry. Shiro quickly got dressed and walked towards the door. He opened it and was about to take a step outside when he stopped. On the floor was a tray with a sandwich, water, juice, fruit, and yoghurt. Shiro looked at the food, and tears fille his eyes. Finian. Shiro was convinced that there wasn't anyone in the whole world that was as kindhearted as that man. He took the tray inside the room and eat while looking at the sleeping man on the bed. Dorian was laying naked on his stomach, on top of the cover, and he was so sexy that Shiro couldn't take his eyes off him. That big fit body, with those well-defined muscles, smooth skin and tight ass. He was marvellous to look at, and Shiro had a hard time understanding how lucky he was that his fated pair was this perfect. Sure, Dorian wasn't flawless, but his good looks certainly were. Shiro took this opportunity to get his fill of Dorian, and he didn't rush eating. Dorian was out cold. So Shiro ate and drank, and he took it slowly. When he was done, Shiro took a shower, and then he laid down on the bed beside Dorian and just stared at the alpha. He loved everything about Dorian's face, the thick eyelashes, the blond stumble on his chin, those kissable pink lips. He loved how amazing those lips could kiss and how beautiful they looked when Dorian smiled.
Shiro stared at Dorian for a long time, and his heartbeat started racing a bit little faster when Dorian slowly opened his eyes. They were lying side by side. Their faces were just centimetres away. Dorian's blue eyes gazed into Shiro's brown, and when Dorian smiled his lovely smile, Shiro's heart was beating like crazy.
Dorian didn't say anything. He couldn't. He only had a few minutes before the pheromones took control again and he captured Shiro's lips with his. Shiro wasn't even affected by the pheromones yet, but still, he responded and let Dorian take the lead. It was even more intense than before, and now Shiro cried out load as he stood on all four and Dorian merciless thrust his dick in Shiro while biting him in the neck. As if to make sure that Shiro was really his. And when Dorian came this time, his cock once again swelled, and the amount of semen that flowed into Shiro was astonishing. Shiro didn't panic like last time; instead, he came, squirting all over the bed, barely conscious by the intense sensation.
For two days the pair was inside that room. Shiro managed to eat while Dorian slept, while Dorian didn't eat for the whole time. During once heat, an alpha and an omega didn't require food. But afterwards, they were always starving.
And Shiro didn't talk to anyone. He knew Finian was in the house. Not at all time, but Finian slept there, still Shiro didn't want to leave Dorian, so he didn't approach him. It was hard to be away from Dorian even when he took a shower. He was filled with a strong urge to be close to Dorian at all times.
The omega snuggled close to Dorian, his head was right under Dorian's chin, and he clung to the man. He had just woken up, and even if he been sleeping for two hours, he was exhausted. Shiro had never climaxed as many times as he did in those two days and he was sore. It didn't matter if he was an omega, and his body was made for breeding. Going at it over and over again, of course, it hurt. But despite the widespread aching, Shiro was incredibly happy and content. He was filled with a fuzzy, warm feeling of being cared for, and it felt wonderful.
As Shiro laid there close to Dorian, he could feel the alpha move. He was waking up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Dorian noticed Shiro. But Dorian didn't do anything sexual this time. No instead, he put his arms around Shiro and just held him close. Dorian's chin rested on top of Shiro's head. Shiro could hear the steady heartbeats, and it was soothing. They laid there for a good while, and Dorian's pheromones never came. His heat was over for this time, and both men felt relieved. Now they could be with their family again.
But they didn't hurry out of bed. They didn't want to let each other go.
"Shiro," Dorian said in a soft voice.
"Yes?" Shiro answered without moving.
"I love you."
Shiro's heart did an extra beat, and he snuggled even closer.
"I love you too," he whispered.
And that he genuinely did. More than he could ever express.