Hired for Heat (The Hired Series Book 1)

by Leann Ryans

  “I think I got it all,” she said, “but you should take care of yourself.”

  Glancing up to see her eyes focused on his feet, he looked down and noticed the bloody footprints on the towel beneath him. Grunting, Austin lifted his foot and found the offending shard buried in the edge of his own heel. Plucking it out, he dropped it into the trashcan before focusing back on her.

  Taking Sandra’s ankle in his hand once again, he ran the other over the bottom of her foot to be sure he didn’t feel any splinters too small to see. Noticing a fresh smear of blood marring her skin, he realized he must have cut his hand too while picking up the glass from the floor. Using the rag she handed him, he wiped it away and squeezed his finger until the bleeding seemed to stop.

  “I think we’re good,” Sandra said, giving her own foot a glance before lowering her leg and sliding off the counter, brushing against Austin’s body as she did. “There’s more important things to focus on right now.”

  Taking his hand in hers, she backed towards the main room, pulling him along as a naughty grin crossed her face. The scent of fresh slick permeated the air, distracting him from the worry about her wounds. By the time the back of her legs hit the bed, his cock was stiff again and he no longer cared about a little blood.

  14. Sandra

  She couldn’t even feel the cuts on her heel as she pulled Austin to the bed. All that mattered was feeling his cock inside of her again. Crawling carefully into her nest, Sandra kept her eyes trained on him as his gaze slid over her body, his growing erection pointing straight at her. It was long and thick, even without the knot, and she had never orgasmed as hard as she had with his knot locked inside her.

  Licking her lips, Sandra leaned forward and placed her hands on his slim hips. Locking her eyes on his, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it as he let out a groan. Threading his fingers through her hair, Austin pressed her down farther, taking control of her movements. It wasn’t long before he was thrusting into her mouth, forcing her to swallow around his girth to accept him before he would pull out for a moment so she could breathe.

  Moaning at the salty taste of the fluid leaking from his tip, she took him as deep as she could, feeling a spurt of hot liquid spray the back of her throat. Holding her by her hair, Austin pulled his hips away, leaving her panting and struggling to reach his cock again.

  Chuckling, he said, “I see you still haven’t learned patience.”

  Growling at him, Sandra bared her teeth as her nails dug into his firm ass and she tried to pull him back within reach of her mouth. Turning his hips, Austin moved down the side of the bed, using her hair to pull her onto her back with her head hanging off the side. Pulling the straps up from the leg of the bed, he cuffed her hands, tightening them until her arms were spread wide across the edge of the bed.

  Ceasing her struggles when he pushed his cock against her lips again, she opened wide, the head of his cock plunging even deeper in her throat than before. Pumping his hips, Austin gripped her breasts hard enough to bruise, pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger before his hot mouth covered one of them, his other hand running down her stomach to the pulsing bundle of need between her thighs.

  Pressing her feet flat on the bed and raising her hips, Sandra pressed up into his questing fingers as they slid through the slick coating her folds. Pulling out of her throat, she gasped as Austin’s fingers plunged into her core before her air was cut off by his cock once again. Writhing between the shaft filling her mouth and the fingers filling her cunt, she was already on the brink of ecstasy again.

  Austin’s thrusts became shallower as she felt his knot bump against her lips, and he slid his fingers out of her to circle her throbbing clit. Bucking wildly, her back bowed off the bed as she felt the first thick squirt of Austin’s cum on her tongue and her orgasm crashed over her. Lost in the waves of pleasure, she felt his release leaking from the corners of her mouth. Struggling not to lose another drop, Sandra swallowed as fast as she could, licking her lips as he withdrew his cock from her mouth.

  Using the fingers that had been buried in her cunt, he swiped up the seed that had run to her cheek before plunging his fingers into her mouth.

  “Suck them clean omega,” he growled.

  Enjoying her sweet taste mixed with the saltiness of his seed and a slight coppery tang, Sandra sucked and licked until every last bit was cleaned from his fingers before he withdrew them from her mouth. Gripping her hair, his lips crashed on hers, Austin’s tongue sweeping into her mouth and stoking the fire already building in her belly again.

  In seconds she was writhing on the bed, needing to feel him between her thighs.

  “Alpha,” she panted when he released her mouth. “I need you. Please.”

  Whimpering as he stood above her, Sandra tugged on her arms. Austin released them and she rolled to her belly, pulling her knees below her as her head rested on the blankets. When he began to move down the side of the bed, she tilted her hips, presenting her pussy in hopes of enticing the Alpha to fuck her.

  Hips rocking side to side, she could feel slick running down her thighs to soak into the blankets of the nest. Letting out a whine, her heart thundered in her ears when she felt the bed dip behind her. Core clenching as she waited, Sandra’s skin shivered in anticipation.

  “Have you been a good girl?”

  Austin’s warm breath against her swollen pussy caused goosebumps to erupt across her skin. Whimpering again she responded, “Yes. Yes!”

  She heard his “Mmm,” just before she felt his tongue brush against her outer folds. Raising her hips as high as she could, she moaned into the bed, rocking back against his face as his tongue found her clit and flicked over it.

  Austin teased her until she was sobbing into the sheets, begging for his cock, before she finally felt his shaft rub against her core.

  “Such a pretty pussy,” she heard him say huskily as he notched his blunt head to her entrance. “All mine.”

  Slamming into her with one thrust, Sandra let out a scream as her walls were stretched wide. Not giving her time to adjust, Austin pounded into her as she scrambled to get a grip on the sheets before her. Hips held in rough hands, she arched her back, allowing him to go deeper, his balls smacking into her clit with each forward swing. She could feel his knot starting to swell, catching and pulling on her lips as he plowed in and out of her. The head of his cock kissing her cervix with every plunge, her walls squeezed tight, attempting to hold him in.

  Growling, Austin slammed forward one more time, knot hooking behind her pelvic bone as Sandra released another scream. Sliding his hand down to her clit, he thrummed it roughly as she felt the first pulse of his seed coat her walls, sending her over the edge. Muscles drawn tight released, tingles flowing through her body as she slumped to the bed, eyes squeezed shut as fireworks exploded behind the lids.

  Her pussy milked spray after spray from his cock as he continued to thrust shallowly, knot pulling with each backwards motion of his hips. Walls locked tight around a fist-sized knot, Sandra allowed him to move her until they were laying on their sides on the bed.

  Sighing, she gave into the darkness pulling at her as she felt Austin’s weight press against her back, covering and protecting. The last thing she felt was the vibrations of his purr soaking into her tired muscles.

  15. Austin

  Holding the lightly purring female in his arms, Austin had never been more content. The past few days had been beyond anything he had expected. He had figured fucking an omega in heat would be the same as the betas he had been with before, but the passion and ferocity Sandra had shown had shocked him. Not to mention the sweet slick she produced for him.

  Austin had lost count of the times he had locked his knot in her tight pussy and prayed that the injections were as good as they said they were, otherwise, there was no way she wouldn’t be carrying his child by now. Finding the thought didn’t bother him as much as it should have, he pulled Sandra closer, pressi
ng kisses to the back of her shoulder. He didn’t understand the sentimental feeling he was having, but he was willing to wallow in them as long as he was allowed to.

  He could scent that her heat had finally abated, and Austin wasn’t sure how things would be between them when Sandra awoke, so he simply held her and purred until he felt her beginning to stir. Loosening his hold on her, she rolled in his arms and he pushed her thick blonde hair back from her face, grimacing slightly at the crust of fluids dried in it. Even rumpled and unwashed she was gorgeous.

  “Feeling okay?” he asked her.

  Giving him a sleepy smile, Sandra nodded, the grey of her eyes visible now that her heat had passed.

  “Want a bath?”

  Nodding again, Sandra stretched as he slipped from the bed and headed into the bathroom. Running water in the tub, he pulled fresh towels out of the closet. Remembering the broken candle, he made sure there were no stray pieces of glass for them to step on before laying a second towel down to be safe.

  When he looked up, Sandra was standing in the doorway watching him.

  “The water’s ready,” he said, gesturing for her to get in.

  Walking by him with no hint of shyness about her nudity, she reached out and took his hand, pulling him with her into the water.

  “It started here don’t you think it should end here?”

  Eyebrows drawing together he asked, “What do you mean?”

  Smiling mischievously, Sandra pressed him back until he was seated and straddled his legs.

  “I’d like to have one time I can remember clearly, not muddled by my heat. If you’re willing?”

  Her smile slipped and a hint of hesitation showed on her beautiful face until he tangled his hands in her hair and pulled her to him. Claiming her mouth with his, he felt her moan as his cock stirred between her legs, quickly rising to the occasion.

  Adjusting her knees, she raised herself until she was poised over his shaft, slowly sliding onto it as they moaned together. Tongue tangling with hers, Austin wrapped an arm around her shoulders and the other around her hips, squeezing her to his chest as her hips slowly rocked on him.

  After the past few days, it didn’t take long for them to reach their peak together, shuddering and panting as their breaths mingled between them. It had been slow and sweet, and Austin found himself enjoying it just as much as the rough fucking they had done until then.

  Leaning forward, Sandra reached behind him and took the bottle of soap, pouring a bit onto her hands before rubbing it across his chest and shoulders. Following her example, Austin soaped her up, running his fingers through her hair to try and work out the tangles from their time writhing around in bed. Purring to her as they washed, he couldn’t help but think that he was going to miss this. To miss her.

  Purr trailing off as his mood soured thinking about leaving her, Austin gently lifted Sandra from his lap before standing and stepping from the tub. Keeping his head turned away from her, he briskly toweled off as he tried to collect himself. There was no reason to be feeling sappy about an omega who was paying for him to fuck her. This was a business transaction and it wasn’t like he was hoping to find someone to bond with so he could get out of The Haven. This was where he wanted to be.

  “So, I guess I’ll get dressed and go now that your heat is over, and you don’t need me anymore,” Austin said in as neutral of a voice as he could manage.

  Feeling a small hand on his forearm, he turned to look down into Sandra’s sad grey eyes. He hadn’t even heard her leave the tub.

  “Thank you. For helping me. I…enjoyed my time with you,” she said quietly.

  Pausing for a moment to memorize the way she looked standing there with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair trailing down her back, Austin finally cleared his throat and looked away.

  “You’re welcome.”

  Leaving her in the bathroom, he rushed to yank on the clothes he had left lying in the floor when he had first arrived. Moving to the door of the room, he hesitated with his hand on the knob, something telling him he was going to regret leaving her. The idea made him feel sick and irrationally angry.

  A deep breath flooded him with the scent of sex and slick. Vanilla, and cum, and musk. He wanted to go back to her and wrap her naked body in his arms. To fuck her again and claim her while she was locked on his knot.

  Growling under his breath, Austin yanked the door open and stopped short at the sight of one of the guards standing outside in the hallway. Ms. Burrie came briskly down the hall from his right and stopped beside the guard.

  “Oh, good, you’re ready to go. Ethan will escort you back to your room.”

  Glancing from her to the burly guard, Austin grit his teeth before giving a sharp nod. He figured it made sense to bring a guard in case an Alpha didn’t want to leave the room, though he didn’t think there was any reason to worry he would go anywhere besides back to his cell. Escape was pointless since he would have no chance of getting anywhere besides thrown in prison being unbonded and running loose in the city.

  Ethan gestured for him to lead the way down the hall, and Austin realized he was still standing in the doorway of the room where he was leaving Sandra. Covering the beginning of a growl with a forced cough, he released the handle and took a step into the hallway. Ms. Burrie slipped past him and firmly shut the door, giving him no way to turn back now.

  Hands balled into fists at his side, he forced a deep breath and headed to the door that would lead to the Alpha section. The walk back to his room was a blur of replaying everything that had happened since he woke up and trying to find a way he could have handled it better and not just ran out on her. Looking up, he noticed he was standing outside of his door and let out a sigh.

  A large hand landed on his shoulder as a rumble came from behind him.

  “You did good.”

  Glancing back to the guard, Austin briefly wondered what the man had dealt with in his time working here. Giving a slight tip to his lips and a nod, Austin headed into his lonely cell.

  16. Sandra

  Swallowing the lump in her throat, she watched Austin leave the bathroom. A wave of guilt had come over her at his words that Sandra wasn’t sure how to relieve. She had used him. It may have been with his knowledge and participation, but it still left a bad taste in the back of her mouth to ruin the pleasant hum that had still been floating through her blood from their last tryst.

  The more she thought about it, the more it bothered her the way Alphas were treated. Trying to imagine having a son, and him being forced to go live somewhere else and go to a special school just because of his dynamic, broke her heart. It wasn’t right. She understood there were reasons the mandates were put in place, but the way that society had chosen to deal with it was not the answer. Condemning an entire group because of the actions of a few in the past was not how things were supposed to work.

  Walking to the sink, she stared at her reflection as she listened to the sounds of him dressing. Wanting to reach out but not knowing what to say, she gripped the counter. As she heard the door of the main room open, her knuckles turned white, holding herself there so she didn’t make a fool of herself by running after him. She had hired him to service her through her heat, and he had done his job. It meant nothing to him. She was just another hole.

  Unable to meet her own eyes, Sandra hung her head and waited for the sound of the door shutting. She thought she heard voices coming from the open door, but still, she kept herself in place until the voices stopped. She knew that if she had peeked out and saw Austin still there, that she would have gone to him. She already felt foolish after asking for sex again in the tub when he had probably only meant to be nice by running her a bath. She couldn’t afford to make herself seem any weaker.

  Finally, the door snapped shut and Sandra moved into the main room. Gasping when she saw a figure standing by the door, she clutched her towel closer to her as her heart jumped in her chest. Realizing it was only Ms. Burrie, she huffed out a
breath and tried to get her heart to move back down out of her throat.

  “Sorry to startle you, I wanted to be sure everything was okay. Sometimes getting the Alphas to leave when they are no longer welcome can be difficult.”

  “N-no. Everything is fine. We were just getting cleaned up and ready to go,” Sandra said, a bit embarrassed.

  Forcing herself to take slow, even breaths, she straightened her back and moved towards where she had left her clothing as if she wasn’t parading across a room in nothing but a towel. She was sure Ms. Burrie had seen worse while working here.

  “I’ll leave you to finish getting ready then. I’ll be outside the door when you are ready to go,” Ms. Burrie said before stepping out and leaving Sandra alone.

  Releasing the breath she had held, Sandra slumped to the bed and stared at the wall. She had done this to see if it was worth it, to see if being with an Alpha was all it was made out to be, and while she had thoroughly enjoyed spending her heat with Austin, she had never expected the parting to be so difficult. Even though they had only been together for a few days, it felt wrong to be without him now.

  Rubbing at the spot in her chest that had seemed to develop a deep ache, she forced herself to stand and pull on her clothes. Tying her hair back in a ponytail at the base of her head, she slipped on her shoes and packed her things into the bag she fetched from the closet.

  Taking the blanket from the bed last, she held it to her nose and took a deep breath of their mingled scents. It was soaked in her slick and his cum, dried and stiff in some spots, but she hugged it to her chest anyway. Feeling heat stirring between her legs again that she couldn’t blame on hormones, Sandra quickly stuffed it onto her bag and zipped it closed.