Stepping back away from the desk she gulps as he lays his hands on the desk, she notices how big his hands are, and she can't help but picture what those fingers would feel like inside her. What those hands would feel like on her skin. A deep shudder breaks through her as she looks into his eyes. Which she regrets she shouldn't have done.
"C... can I help you?" She croaks out, her voice trembling slightly. Or is that her body?
"I need help..."
His voice is so deep, so sexy. She almost whimpers at it. Or she hopes at least it didn't break out of her.
"What's the issue?"
She hopes she at least sounds like she's capable of her job.
"I need to know if you carry any suppressors for vampires in heat?"
He sounds desperate, she arches a brow at him, her blood cooling down. Her focus being put to something other than how she wants to climb this man like a tree and... shaking her head slightly she looks down at the keyboard. Praying her face isn't as beat red as it feels like it is.
"Actually, we sold out of our last supply of them this morning. But I can..."
He slams his hands down on the desk. She jumps back startled looking at him.
"Sorry... just. It's my first one. You know. Heat."
Judging by looking at him she can tell he his older than her. Much older than her.
"I'm sorry..."
She raises her head to look at him, silently asking for his name.
"Ben. Ben Solo."
He holds his hand out and she shakes it, a huge bright spark spreads through her body and hits her so hard in her groin she almost doubles over. Almost. But she can tell he was affected to, if the hint of the red in his eyes is anything to go by.
"You are half vampire. I couldn't smell it on you. I can't smell anything other than my own lust."
He growls eyeing her suspiciously.
"I'm Rey, if that's any help."
She rasps out, she hates him now. Hates how he is affecting her.
"I'm sorry Rey. If I had known, I would have chosen another store."
He is trying to hold himself back. She can tell he wants nothing more than to reach over the counter and grab her. She's almost willing to let him. But then his name hits her.
"Ben Solo? As in Leia Organa-Solo? The ruling vampire council woman?"
He flinches but nods slowly. It makes sense now, every vampire knew the Solo's. Leia, the lead vampire on the elder's council. Han, the best vampire mechanic and racer of his day. That left Ben, he had joined the military before he probably hit the age for his first Heat. That would be why he's just now feeling the effects of it. The military has high grade suppressors to make sure none of their personnel would go into heat.
"Now it makes sense."
She murmurs.
"Listen, I can call the drug store up the street. They are a family friend and see if they can get you some. But you know the consequences of those right? They don't block them forever."
Now she's back in full work mode, but she still can't get over how much he's bothering her.
"It's fine. I can just..."
He trails off. He knows he can't do anything. On the fifth day of the Heat his body will be begging for release. Even she couldn't handle the fifth day without at least getting herself off.
"We keep some sexual stuff near the back corner for vampires."
He looks at her, his face in full panic mode.
"I don't think I'll be needing those."
"The fifth day is the worse. By the fifth day you'll make a mistake. I'm not going to be rude, but I'll be blunt. Most males, hell most females can't contain themselves on the fifth day. I can't even control myself."
His head snaps back to look at her. Their eyes lock together, and she gulps in a lung full of air. Why the hell did she just say that?
"You handle it alone?"
He sounds like he's in agony. She bites her lip and doesn't miss when his eyes look down at the gesture.
"Only on the fifth day."
She squeaks out, she doesn't know whether she wants to hide under a rock, or if she wants to climb over the desk wrap her arms around this hulk of a man and beg him to fuck her into next week. She digs her nails into her palm, demanding herself to stop those thoughts.
He takes in a deep breath. She knows he's scenting her now, knows in two seconds he'll realize she's unmated. A bitter thought crosses her, she has been propositioned before. She hopes he isn't like the others.
"Now I feel like the biggest asshole in the world. You are an unmated half vampire, and here I am ruining your day. I will leave now."
He turns to head for the door, shock washes over her. Why did he think he is ruining her day? It's not their fault their bodies are built to be this way. It isn't their fault they both want to rip each other's clothes off and fuck until the Heat is all over.
"Hey seriously it's okay! I have had worse male vampires during heats. Most try to proposition me..."
He whips around his eyes dark and angry now.
"What?"
Her eyes widen, and she gulps, she sure has been gulping a lot. But damn... this man is messing with her brain today.
"I have had a few more over spoken cocky assholes walk in and proposition me. My first Heat an entitled asshole came in and said I should sleep with him, because I'm a half vampire and it's my duty to find a mate."
He cracks his knuckles and holy hell if that isn't the hottest shit she's ever heard.
"Don't worry, I kicked his ass. Learned to take the week off after that."
"Which Heat are you on?"
It's almost a whisper.
"My fourth actually. Being half means I'm not nearly affected by the lust."
He eyes her, she doesn't know whether he'll stay or if he'll leave. He'll probably leave and go find himself a mate. What woman wouldn't want him? He's tall, dark and very, very handsome.
"I have to go."
He all but grounds out, in a whoosh of air and the chiming of the bell and he's gone. The only thing to make it feel like he was there is his scent. And boy is his scent delicious. She is so screwed. Because now she can't get him out of her head, and Rey Winters, never ever, gets this way. Smacking her head on the desk she decides to take a nap until it's time to close. Or maybe she should go to the bathroom and take care of the mess in her pants. Because now she's so beyond turned on it's taking all her will power to not follow his tantalizing scent, hunt him down and demand he fuck her brains out. Groaning she looks at the clock on her screen. Two more hours. It's going to be one hell of a long night...
Author's Note:
This story is also published on Archive of Our Own. I am also making a Tumblr page, so everyone can be kept up to date on when I will publish a new chapter.