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Burning Heat

It was supposed to be a simple, innocent hug of a boy offering comfort to his distressed best friend. But somehow, I found myself astride Ash’s thighs, with his arms firmly wrapped around my body and his face squished against the curve of my bare shoulder. I could feel the moment he started to nose at the expanse of my throat, it had only taken a tiny brush of his nose against my skin to make me tremble against him and I instinctively tightened my hold around his broad shoulders as a small whimper slipped out before I could think. It must have been a mistake, I said to myself, but then he did it again, and again– his hot breaths fanning against my sensitive scent gland along with each firmer drags of his nose. _____ Andy Draco is a gay, nineteen year old Omega with a little bit of warlock magic in him, who can't seem to choose between friendship and lust. Andy is best friend and roommate to Alpha Ashton who is straight or at least believes he is. One moment of heat blinded by lust leads to a night that couldn't be erased from both their lives. With their friendship at stake and Andy's sudden unleashed powers and never before seen enemies, will Ashton come to realize his feelings or will he let the most important person in his life leave his life and the world?

Josephine_Ivy1 · Fantasia
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146 Chs

Chapter 37

Andy's POV 

          It felt like my world stopped in that moment, and with my heart in my mouth, I watched as the voice recording got delivered, the tick turning blue right before my eyes. A strangled sound slipped past my lips as I made I delete the voice recording instantly, with my chest beating against the sides of my ribs nervously. I didn't want to think of anything yet, all I wanted to do was to delete the voice recording.

After deleting the voice recording, a part of me knew it wasn't deleted from Ash's end because of his phone, and that realization made me almost want to pull on my hair. A frustrated sound slipped past my throat as I glanced into the ceiling for a few seconds. A glance back at the screen of my phone, showed that Ash was still online, and was probably still listening to the voice recording at this very moment.