Since it's been a year since Delilah was born Elara could relax now. However, she wouldn't be relaxing today. Zarkon woke up and smelled a specific scent he hasn't picked up in a while. Elara started her heat cycle early and was completely oblivious as she slept peacefully. Her scent was more than enough for Zarkon's self control to snap, he wanted nothing more than to 'assist her' but he knew better than to disrupt her slumber.

After a few minutes, she woke up and felt strange but it dawned on her that her heat cycle started. She had loads of self control so she got out of bed to get herself ready but was stopped by Zarkon.

"And what do think you're doing?" Zarkon asked.

"Getting ready to do my job?" She said awkwardly.

"While you're in heat? I don't think so." Zarkon said sternly.

Yes, he's overprotective in general, but when she's in heat, he's overprotective and possessive.

"But I'm fi-"

"No. You will remain here for the duration of your cycle." He said.

"Fine, I'll stay. Happy now?" She asked as she sat back down on the bed.

"Yes now don't leave the room for anything. I will get you your food so nobody comes in here and gets any ideas." Zarkon said.

Elara nodded and he got changed and left to do his job. Elara hated being cooped up in bed but at least she wasn't drawing any unwanted attention, she thought she'd be ok to stay in bed but oh boy was she wrong. As the hours of isolation went by her heat cycle was not being nice to her. The primal urge to get her hip bones shattered was getting stronger.

She had her thighs shut tight and her head under a pillow to attempt to silence her frustrated growls. Suddenly, Zarkon returned and her scent hit him harder than a train. Elara sensed his presence and emerged from under the pillow.

"Do you need help? You look like you've been through hell." Zarkon asked.

"No I'm ok! Get some sleep, you need it." Elara huffed, caring more about him getting sleep than her urges.

"Very well. Stay sore." Zarkon said, he then got into his nightwear and into bed.

Elara's urges subsided but Zarkon wasn't much help at all at first.

"Zarkon?" She suddenly said.

"Yes?" He replied.

"I know what you're doing." She huffed.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Get your hands out of my shirt." She muttered.

"I can't help it..." He pouted.

"But you're going to have to learn to control yourself." Elara said seriously.

Suddenly Zarkon got very bold and decided to tease her. How cruel. Tease a Galran lady in heat. Shame.

"Oh is that so? Now what if I did this?" He asked and slipped a hand in her panties and toyed with her and practically attacked her neck.

She was close to her breaking point and obviously after eleven years of marriage, he knew she was about to climax and he stopped and left her unsatisfied on purpose.

"What did you learn?" He asked.

"You started it now finish it!" She snapped.

"With pleasure temptress."

"Temptress? Now wait a minute this is your faul-"

"Silence."