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leave for the upcoming three weeks. Only Amid and one servant who lived in the northern part of the house would stay. Zana didn’t want anyone to disturb Navid during his heat and recovery.
Five days after Navid’s scent had changed, Zana found him on the patio, sitting close to the small cherry tree. With the summer in full swing, the pink flowers were all gone, and the few small fruits were gaining color. Navid’s book lay closed on the table, and he seemed far away in his mind.
“Navid? How are you?”
He jerked his head around.
“Oh. I’m good, thank you.” His smile wavered a little. “Are you done for the day?”
“Yes, no more phone calls.” Zana pulled up a chair next to him and grabbed his hand. “And now tell me. How are you really feeling?”
Navid glanced at their hands. “I’m scared, but that’s normal, isn’t it?”
“What are you scared of, my love?”
“I don’t know. It’s like…my body doesn’t belong to me anymore.”
“It doesn’t. It belongs to me.”
Navid chuckled. It had become a joke between them, but more often than not, Zana felt the weight of his responsibility.
“You know what I mean.” Navid gestured to his belly and grimaced. “I’m bloated and…ugh.” He wrinkled his nose in that adorable way of his, and Zana simply had to lift Navid’s hand to his lips and kiss it. “I’m wet all the time. I had to change underwear twice today, Zana. Twice.”
Zana hugged him around his shoulders. “I’m terribly selfish, darling, because you have no idea how those changes excite me.”
“You like how I look now? My eyes are puffy, and I’m sleepy all the time…”
“You look gorgeous, smell amazing, and the way you taste makes me want to kiss you from head to toe.” He leaned into Navid’s ear and whispered, “Next time you get so wet you need to change, tell me. I’ll lick you clean.”
Navid shuddered, and his cheeks turned dark red. “Stop teasing me.”
“I’m not teasing. Heat is a remarkable experience, Navid. You’ll see. And you don’t have to fear anything or feel embarrassed because I’ll be with you all the time. I won’t leave your side for the entire ten days. Not for a second.”
Navid searched Zana’s face. “I think it’s getting worse.”
“Worse or better?”
Navid grinned. “You’re saying that this will at some point feel good?”
“When we’re lazing in bed, you straddling my lap, falling almost asleep but not really. And you’re knotted… Yes, it’ll feel marvelous. For me. But mostly for you.”
Navid narrowed his eyes, but the small smile playing around his lips betrayed his excitement at the vision. “Mostly for me?”
“During heat, omegas orgasm about five to seven times more often than alphas.”
Navid’s eyes widened almost comically.
“It’ll feel wonderful. I’ll make sure of it. Now come, it’s dinner time soon. After, I’ll draw you a bath.”
Navid bit his lip. “Will you join me in the bath?”
“I’d love to.” They kissed chastely, and Zana couldn’t resist nuzzling Navid’s jaw and underneath his ear. His scent was getting stronger by the hour.
Anytime now.
“You need food first. Lots of calories.”
It happened in the bath. Navid was cuddled up to Zana’s chest, all soft and mellow. He laughed at a silly story Zana told him about how he’d once used bath oil and slipped trying to climb out, and the bang was so loud his bodyguard had come running. Navid tensed midlaugh and grabbed his middle.
“Navid?”
He grimaced. “Just a small cramp. It’s happened a few times today.”
“A cramp?” Zana spurred into action. “Come, love. Out.”
Navid scrambled up, and Zana climbed out, dripping all over the floor. He handed Navid a towel first, then took his own and swiftly rubbed it down his body. Towel in hand, Navid wobbled and grabbed the edge of the vanity.
“God…Zana? That’s… Oh.”
His eyes were round with fear, pupils widening.
“Give me your hand.” Zana kept his voice calm, even as his heart beat double time.
Navid followed him to the bedroom, hunched over, palm over his lower belly. Zana brought him down on the bed and hugged him close. Running his hands all over Navid’s body, he kissed his cheek and temple. Navid’s hard cock rubbed his stomach.
“Zana, I’m…” His voice shook, and instead of finishing the sentence, he moaned.
“Shh. I know. Roll over.”
Navid turned in his arms. Kissing his nape, Zana pushed his fingers between Navid’s ass cheeks. His hole was open wide, the ring shivering under the touch. Warm slick coated his fingers, and the distinct scent of heat took over the room. Navid’s heat.