Can't Take the Heat
Can't Take the Heat
Chapter 5
Chapter Wordcount: 956
It was just an unspoken agreement that Rayce would be staying with Alec. After they had dug the tunnels at Manticore they had always bunked together. Their friendship was always strictly platonic but both of them just felt more…comfortable, when they were together. A kind of unspoken feeling.
A couple weeks after Rayce had ‘moved in’ Alec woke just before dawn, his brow scrunched in confusion.
He sniffed the air and looked down at Rayce who was pressed tightly against him.
His pupil’s dilated in the low light and he scented the air again.
Just then Rayce sighed in her sleep and pressed herself even closer to Alec, nudging her knee in between his legs.
Alec smiled and carefully pulled himself away from her and stood up next to the bed.
Rayce let out a disappointed sigh in her sleep and clutched Alec’s pillow, nuzzling it.
Alec shook his head and went to the kitchen to start breakfast.
This was going to be interesting.
Rayce was in heat.
***
Rayce opened her eyes slowly, her feline pupils contracting against the light that was filtering in the window. She smelled food…and she smelled Chase.
She literally prowled her way into the kitchen, sneaking up silently behind Alec and rubbing up against him.
“Why don’t you forget the breakfast and come back to bed?” she purred.
Alec smirked, despite the fact that her scent was driving him crazy, the cat genes in his own cocktail kicking into high gear.
“Come on Chase,” she whispered, coming around the side of him and pulling him away from the safety of the stove.
“Rayce…”
Her bright blue eyes trailed over his stubbled jaw, over his too perfect lips and down his gorgeous neck.
She purred louder and ran her hands over his chest, his nipples hardened under his t-shirt, responding to her touch unwillingly.
“Rayce…”
She continued to ignore him and pressed herself up against him leaning in to lick his collarbone.
He caught her hips in his hands and held on a second longer than he had planned before pushing her away.
“Rayce!” he bellowed, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to meet his eyes.
“What?” she said, perturbed.
His eyebrow arched and he smirked, “You’re in heat.”
Her face went from annoyed to confused and quickly into embarrassed.
“Oh my god,” she whispered pulling away from him and running her hands through her hair, pacing like a caged animal in his living room.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.”
Alec just smiled.
“Oh shit,” she hissed, curling up and sitting indian style in the corner of his sofa.
“It’s not that bad Rayce,” Alec said amused.
“Not that bad? I almost just jumped you Chase!”
Alec smirked even wider, “Well what can I say?” he asked, spreading his arms, “I’m irresistible.”
“I’m glad you find this funny!”
He forcefully wiped the grin off his face and sat down facing her.
Her gaze instinctively went to his throat, zoning out as he spoke to her and watching as his Adam’s apple bobbed with his words.
She watched the way his throat moved and licked her lips, rocking herself unto her knees and leaning over him, hell bent on running her tongue across that neck.
He caught her shoulders and pushed her back into the couch.
She snapped back into consciousness. “Crap!” She shot up from the couch and almost ran to the farthest spot in the room away from him. Trying in vain to keep her eyes away from him.
“Rayce, will you just relax for a minute?”
“Oh and how the hell do you propose I do that?! Huh? With you and your damned…man…ness, sitting right there,” she stuttered.
Alec was trying so hard not to laugh and make her feel worse about the situation but he let out a soft snort and ran his palm over his mouth, trying to wipe away his grin.
“Ugh!” Rayce let her back slide down the wall and buried her face in her hands.
Alec got up and walked slowly over to her, crouching down in front of her.
“Just breathe Rayce, it’s okay…”
She looked up, planning on telling him to fuck off, but when she saw those damned glittering hazel eyes the only thoughts of fucking in her mind had nothing to do with yelling at him.
She launched at him in a blur and before he knew it he was flat on his back, her knees planted firmly on either side of his hips, grinding into what was quickly becoming a hard on and her hot breath teasing his neck as she ran his earlobe through her teeth.
His own quick reflexes kicked in and his hands shot to her hips but stopped abruptly when they happened to meet skin instead of fabric.
His fingers tensed and gripped tighter, and he closed his eyes as she purred in his ear and nuzzled his cheek.
She ground a little harder into the bulge that he was definitely now sporting and his eyes shot open pushing her with all his transgenic strength and sending her flying across the room.
She landed with a thud against the wall, her blown-out pupils landing on his heaving chest before her conscious once again took over.
“Oh my god.”
She got up and ran out of his apartment, bare feet slapping against the old tile of the mall as she made her way to the escalator and away from him.
“Rayce!” he yelled after her, sliding to a stop at his door and watching as her lithe formed jumped from the third story halfway down the stairs and never stopped running.
“Damnit,” he hissed, hurrying back into the apartment to grab his boots.
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Chapter 5
Chapter Wordcount: 956
It was just an unspoken agreement that Rayce would be staying with Alec. After they had dug the tunnels at Manticore they had always bunked together. Their friendship was always strictly platonic but both of them just felt more…comfortable, when they were together. A kind of unspoken feeling.
A couple weeks after Rayce had ‘moved in’ Alec woke just before dawn, his brow scrunched in confusion.
He sniffed the air and looked down at Rayce who was pressed tightly against him.
His pupil’s dilated in the low light and he scented the air again.
Just then Rayce sighed in her sleep and pressed herself even closer to Alec, nudging her knee in between his legs.
Alec smiled and carefully pulled himself away from her and stood up next to the bed.
Rayce let out a disappointed sigh in her sleep and clutched Alec’s pillow, nuzzling it.
Alec shook his head and went to the kitchen to start breakfast.
This was going to be interesting.
Rayce was in heat.
***
Rayce opened her eyes slowly, her feline pupils contracting against the light that was filtering in the window. She smelled food…and she smelled Chase.
She literally prowled her way into the kitchen, sneaking up silently behind Alec and rubbing up against him.
“Why don’t you forget the breakfast and come back to bed?” she purred.
Alec smirked, despite the fact that her scent was driving him crazy, the cat genes in his own cocktail kicking into high gear.
“Come on Chase,” she whispered, coming around the side of him and pulling him away from the safety of the stove.
“Rayce…”
Her bright blue eyes trailed over his stubbled jaw, over his too perfect lips and down his gorgeous neck.
She purred louder and ran her hands over his chest, his nipples hardened under his t-shirt, responding to her touch unwillingly.
“Rayce…”
She continued to ignore him and pressed herself up against him leaning in to lick his collarbone.
He caught her hips in his hands and held on a second longer than he had planned before pushing her away.
“Rayce!” he bellowed, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to meet his eyes.
“What?” she said, perturbed.
His eyebrow arched and he smirked, “You’re in heat.”
Her face went from annoyed to confused and quickly into embarrassed.
“Oh my god,” she whispered pulling away from him and running her hands through her hair, pacing like a caged animal in his living room.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.”
Alec just smiled.
“Oh shit,” she hissed, curling up and sitting indian style in the corner of his sofa.
“It’s not that bad Rayce,” Alec said amused.
“Not that bad? I almost just jumped you Chase!”
Alec smirked even wider, “Well what can I say?” he asked, spreading his arms, “I’m irresistible.”
“I’m glad you find this funny!”
He forcefully wiped the grin off his face and sat down facing her.
Her gaze instinctively went to his throat, zoning out as he spoke to her and watching as his Adam’s apple bobbed with his words.
She watched the way his throat moved and licked her lips, rocking herself unto her knees and leaning over him, hell bent on running her tongue across that neck.
He caught her shoulders and pushed her back into the couch.
She snapped back into consciousness. “Crap!” She shot up from the couch and almost ran to the farthest spot in the room away from him. Trying in vain to keep her eyes away from him.
“Rayce, will you just relax for a minute?”
“Oh and how the hell do you propose I do that?! Huh? With you and your damned…man…ness, sitting right there,” she stuttered.
Alec was trying so hard not to laugh and make her feel worse about the situation but he let out a soft snort and ran his palm over his mouth, trying to wipe away his grin.
“Ugh!” Rayce let her back slide down the wall and buried her face in her hands.
Alec got up and walked slowly over to her, crouching down in front of her.
“Just breathe Rayce, it’s okay…”
She looked up, planning on telling him to fuck off, but when she saw those damned glittering hazel eyes the only thoughts of fucking in her mind had nothing to do with yelling at him.
She launched at him in a blur and before he knew it he was flat on his back, her knees planted firmly on either side of his hips, grinding into what was quickly becoming a hard on and her hot breath teasing his neck as she ran his earlobe through her teeth.
His own quick reflexes kicked in and his hands shot to her hips but stopped abruptly when they happened to meet skin instead of fabric.
His fingers tensed and gripped tighter, and he closed his eyes as she purred in his ear and nuzzled his cheek.
She ground a little harder into the bulge that he was definitely now sporting and his eyes shot open pushing her with all his transgenic strength and sending her flying across the room.
She landed with a thud against the wall, her blown-out pupils landing on his heaving chest before her conscious once again took over.
“Oh my god.”
She got up and ran out of his apartment, bare feet slapping against the old tile of the mall as she made her way to the escalator and away from him.
“Rayce!” he yelled after her, sliding to a stop at his door and watching as her lithe formed jumped from the third story halfway down the stairs and never stopped running.
“Damnit,” he hissed, hurrying back into the apartment to grab his boots.
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