Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]-Chapter 251: Rut ??!

Blaze’s pov

"What?" I echoed out just as Labyrinth stiffened atop me, body growing rigid.

Roy rolled his eyes after that, while my heart raced miles.

"Don’t tell me you haven’t realized it? The signs are right there, look at how clingy you’ve been since yesterday." He continued with an arched eyebrow and as I let my mind zero in on my attitude towards my mate since yesterday after our bond got tampered with, I realized that I had been acting wey possessive than usual.

"But... it’s not due until..." I trailed off, suddenly feeling confused.

My last rut felt like a long time ago and I began to wonder how I managed to completely lose track of something as important as this.

Labyrinth was gnawing on his bottom lip as he stared at me. As my eyes trailed over his face, my hold around his waist tightened and I got consumed with the urge to swallow him whole till he was living inside my head. That thought startled me and I realized that my rut is really around the corner.

"Fuck." I swore underneath my breath and then I tugged Labyrinth down to inhale a lungful of his lungs, letting my jest get filled up with his intoxicating scent which was driving my wolf crazy.

Now that I was thinking about it, all the signs were indeed right there, I had just been too preoccupied to actually notice them, and now that I’m dwelling on it, it felt like it was a few days away.

I slid my hands over my mate’s waist, slicing it upwards to trail across his ribs. He felt so good towards me and I never wanted to leave this place: right now, I wanted to thrust my cock into him, to have him ride me in this position, uncaring of the present people here with us. Labyrinth wrapped his arms across my throat and buried his face in my neck, shuddering against me for a moment and my head grew a little lightheaded.

Roy was still speaking to me but at this point, I tuned him out and was fully focused on my mate. I was suddenly feeling irritated, I didn’t want to be in the presence of anyone but my mate.

When I stood up with my mate in my arms, he squealed and tightened his hold around me. As I exited the sitting room, I could feel Roy and Kim’s eyes digging into my back.

When I stepped into the bedroom I’ve been occupying with my mate since yesterday, I headed straight to the bed and carefully laid him in the bed, and when I sat beside him, he sat up, eyes wide as he bit on his bottom lip again.

"Is- is your rut really approaching?" He asked and as I took in his facial expression, I could tell that the change in my scent was affecting him as much as his own scent was fucking with every inch of my mind. My thumb stroked his bottom lip as I hummed in response, watching as his blue eyes widened a little.

He licked his bottom lip as he stared at me and after a moment, I let out a low snort before leaning forward. He inched backwards, eyes widening till he was laying down while I hovered over his frame, with a hand pressed into the spot beside his head.

"Scared? You’ve always wanted to spend my rut with me, remember?" I drawled, watching as his cheeks grew red as he proceeded to shake his head.

"I’m not! It’s just... unexpected." He ended up responding and I hummed as my eyes zeroed in on his lips again.

I couldn’t tell if he was lying or being honestly, his eyes were blown wide and his chest was heaving but it actually looked like he was aroused and not scared, but I worried that was just my mind trying to fuck with me.

With a low sigh, I pulled away and sat up once again, and then I massaged my forehead. I hate when my ruts come up unexpectedly, I always prefer to plan it out properly.

I know I’ve always told my mate I’d spend my next rut with him, and even though that was partly because it was what my wolf wanted, it was never what I actually fully wanted because I knew I could be a lot once in my ruts, hence why I usually spend my past ruts with three omegas.

I was actually more than a lot once in my rut. I lose all my rational thoughts and become nothing but animals and instincts. When in my ruts, all I’m interested in is coming and coming, the rational and caring part of me would practically disappear. As much as I’d loved to spend my rut with my mate, the thought of not being in control during that period, which could result in me hurting him, didn’t sit right with me at all.

Now that I was thinking about it, it was making me annoyed with myself.

"You don’t want to spend your rut with me?" The soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I glanced sideways to see my mate seated, legs folded underneath him. I sighed as I reached out and stroked the side of his face. He grabbed my wrist and nuzzled my hand, making my chest ache, and at the same time, possessive, disturbing thoughts danced around my head, courtesy of my approaching rut,

"I don’t want to hurt you." I responded honestly, going ahead to give him a long, thorough explanation of why it was a bad idea for him to spend my rut with me.

Once I was done speaking, instead of him to flee without looking back, he climbed into my laps and cupped my face.

"I believe you won’t hurt me no matter what, and I’d love nothing more than to spend your rut with you and keep you sated throughout that period. You- you can use me however you want once your rut hits. I’m yours to do with as you please, right?"

As the words rolled off his tongue, a low groan knocked out of my lungs as I clamped my hand on his thighs.

"Fucking hell." I cursed in a low voice.