The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate Chapter 134

Tristan

I helped her move back to her seat, both of us wincing at the separation. She adjusted her dress while I fixed my jeans.

Once we were both decent, I started the car and pulled out of the parking area.

The drive home was quiet but charged. I could feel Athena's eyes on me and every time I glanced over, she was looking at me with that same hungry expression.

My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. This was going to be a long few days.

"How long does heat usually last?" she asked after a while.

"Three to five days usually," I said. "Sometimes longer." She let out a small whimper and I glanced over at her.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm just really uncomfortable," she admitted. "Everything feels too sensitive and I can't stop thinking about you touching me."

I groaned. "You're not making this easy."

"Sorry," she said, but she didn't sound sorry at all.

When we finally got home, I barely had the car parked before Athena was getting out and heading for the door.

I followed her, watching as she fumbled with the keys. Her hands were shaking.

"Let me," I said, taking the keys from her and unlocking the door.

The moment we were inside, she turned to me and pulled me down for a kiss. It was desperate and needy and I could feel the heat radiating off her skin.

"Upstairs," I said against her lips. "Now."

We barely made it to the bedroom before she was pulling at my clothes. I helped her, stripping off my shirt and jeans while she worked on her dress.

When we were both naked, I pulled her onto the bed and she immediately climbed on top of me.

"I need you again," she said, and there was almost panic in her voice.

"I know," I said, running my hands up her thighs. "I've got you."

She positioned herself over me and sank down with a sigh of relief. We both groaned at the feeling.

This time was slower, more deliberate. I held her hips and guided her movements, watching her face as pleasure washed over it.

"Better?" I asked.

"Yes," she breathed. "So much better."

I knew this was just the beginning. Heat could be intense and demanding, and I would need to be there for her through all of it.

But as I watched her move above me, her head thrown back in pleasure, I realized I didn't mind. I would do whatever she needed, give her whatever she wanted.

Because she was mine and I was hers, and we would get through this together.

Just like we'd gotten through everything else.

........

But I wasn't more wrong because...

Day seven.

Seven fucking days.

I stared at the calendar on my phone and felt a mix of concern and exhaustion settle in my chest.

Athena's heat was supposed to last three to five days, maybe six at most. But here we were on day seven and she showed no signs of it ending.

I glanced over at her sleeping form beside me. She looked peaceful now, her face relaxed and her breathing even. But I knew that the moment she woke up, she'd want me again.

Not that I was complaining about the sex itself. God knows I loved being with her, loved the way she responded to my touch, loved the sounds she made when she came.

But I was worried.

This wasn't normal.

I'd asked around discreetly, talked to some of the older wolves in the pack who had more experience with these things. They all said the same thing. Heat lasted three to five days, sometimes six. Never seven.

Athena stirred beside me and I felt my stomach tighten. Here we go again.

Her eyes opened slowly and immediately found mine. I watched as awareness crept in, followed by that familiar look of need.

"Tristan," she said, her voice still rough with sleep.

"I'm here," I said, moving closer to her.

She pressed against me and I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. It was like being next to a furnace.

"I need you," she whispered, and her hand moved down my chest to my stomach.

I caught her hand gently. "I know," I said. "But we need to talk about this."

She frowned. "Talk about what?"

"About how long this has been going on," I said carefully. "It's been seven days, Athena. That's longer than normal."

She pulled back slightly, confusion crossing her face. "Is that bad?"

"I don't know," I admitted. "But I think we should maybe see someone. A healer or a doctor or something."

"After," she said, and her hand moved lower despite my attempt to stop her. "Please, Tristan. It hurts when you're not inside me."

I groaned because I knew I couldn't deny her. Not when she was looking at me like that, not when I could see the desperation in her eyes.

"Okay," I said. "But we're definitely talking to someone today."

She nodded quickly, already pulling me on top of her. "Yes, fine, whatever you want. Just please."

We had sex again and it was just as intense as every other time. Athena clung to me like I was the only thing keeping her grounded, and maybe I was.

When we finished, she fell asleep almost immediately, exhausted from the constant need her body was putting her through.

I lay beside her and tried to figure out what to do. We couldn't keep going like this. She was exhausted, I was exhausted, and we'd barely been functional at work for the past few days.

The company.

We'd gone back to work three days ago after I realized we couldn't just abandon the business.

Orion and Sarah were there but they still needed us.

They'd been understanding when I explained that Athena wasn't feeling well, but I could see the questions in Orion's eyes.

He knew something was off.

Going to work with Athena in heat had been a special kind of torture.

Her office was right down the hall from mine, close enough that I could get to her quickly but far enough that Orion wouldn't immediately notice if she disappeared into my office.

And she did. Often.

I decided to wait until she woke up and see how she was feeling. Maybe the heat was finally starting to ease.

Two hours later, I had my answer.

It wasn't easing.

If anything, it seemed to be getting stronger.

Athena woke up and immediately climbed on top of me, not even bothering with foreplay. She just needed me inside her and she needed it now.

"Athena," I said, trying to slow her down. "We need to get ready for work."

"Work?" she repeated, like she'd forgotten what that word meant.

"Yes, work," I said. "Orion messaged me this morning. He needs us there for a meeting with a new client."

She stopped moving and looked at me with wide eyes. "I can't sit through a meeting like this."

"I know it's hard," I said. "But we have to try. We can't keep making excuses."

She bit her lip, considering. "What if I need you while we're there?"

"Then you come find me," I said simply. "You know where my office is. You come there always, remember."

Her eyes lit up at that and I realized maybe that wasn't the best thing to say. But it was too late now.

"Okay," she agreed. "We can go to work."

Getting ready took twice as long as normal because Athena kept getting distracted. I'd be brushing my teeth and she'd come up behind me and start kissing my neck. I'd be getting dressed and she'd push me onto the bed.

Finally, after what felt like hours, we were both ready and heading to the car.

I'd stopped taking my bike three days ago because Athena had developed this thing about car sex. She said it was the enclosed space, the way she could straddle me in the driver's seat, the thrill of possibly being caught.

I missed my bike but I loved her more so the car it was.

The drive to work was tense because I could feel Athena's eyes on me the entire time. Every time I glanced over, she was staring at me with that look.

"Stop looking at me like that," I said, trying to focus on the road.

"Like what?" she asked innocently.

"Like you want to jump me while I'm driving," I said.

"But I do want to jump you while you're driving," she said, and I heard the smile in her voice.

I groaned. "Athena."

"I'm just being honest," she said.

When we finally got to the company, I parked in my usual spot and turned to her. "Okay," I said. "We're going to go in there and act normal. Can you do that?"

She nodded. "I can try."

"That's all I'm asking," I said.

We walked into the building together and headed straight for our offices. Orion's office was at the far end of the hall, mine was in the middle, and Athena's was between mine and the conference room.

I saw Orion standing in his doorway as we approached and he raised an eyebrow.

"Look who finally decided to show up on time," he said with a grin.

"Very funny," I said.

He looked at Athena. "You feeling better?"

She nodded quickly. "Yes, much better. Thank you."

I could tell he didn't quite believe her but he didn't push. "Good," he said. "Because we've got that meeting in an hour and I need you both there."

"We'll be ready," I said.

Athena headed to her office and I went to mine, grateful for a moment to breathe. I'd barely sat down at my desk when there was a knock on my door.

"Come in," I called, expecting Orion.

But it was Athena.

She stepped inside and closed the door behind her, locking it.

"Athena," I said warningly. "We just got here."

"I know," she said, walking towards me. "But I need you."

"You had me an hour ago," I pointed out.

"That was an hour ago," she said, like that explained everything.

I sighed but I was already reaching for her because I couldn't help myself. "We have to be quick," I said. "The meeting is in an hour and Orion will come looking for us if we're not there."

"I can be quick," she promised.

She wasn't quick.