If he had an alpha or two, there would be somebody to look after him while his mind was hazy from his heat. Moreover, he wouldn’t feel lonely as the alpha or alphas would be by his side throughout those three days. They could chat and laugh together when he was in between waves of his need to be fucked and filled by the alpha’s cum. He’d heard it would be even better if the alpha was in a rut, but he couldn’t know that for sure since he never had an alpha who experienced a rut at the same time as he wasgoing through his heat. He groaned when he heard someone knocking on his apartment door.
“Open up, Blake. I can hear you in there.”
“Go away, James,” he yelled from the couch. “I’m exhausted.”
“It’s two in the afternoon.”