Chapter 8

Sam

When Sam stirred during the night, Toby was awake, lying beside him in obvious pain, gritting his teeth through successive heat cramps that made his body tremble and release an enticing scent.

“Mmm,” Sam murmured as he leaned in to lick the source of the scent at Toby’s neck. “How you feeling?”

“Ngh. Sam…sorry, did I wake you?”

Sam could see that Toby was really suffering.

“You should wake me up when you need me. I’m your Alpha for this heat,” he admonished.

Toby smiled slightly. “Sorry, Sam. Will you help me then…Alpha?”

Sam groaned under his breath; it was so erotic when Toby said it – his Alpha.

“You want to be knotted again?” he asked.

“Gods, yes!” Toby said.

“Okay, lie on your side with your back to me.”

Toby turned, and as he did, Sam admired his sculpted muscles, firm and defined from hours at the gym. Most omegas were soft and pliable, but Toby was solid, yet his skin was so soft. Sam stroked his friend’s