Page 32 of Wild Omega

Wayden froze as his body heated. His cock jerked in his pants. Blaine’s words shouldn’t sound suggestive, but… fuck… in his sex-deprived mind they did. Wayden snatched whatever was in front of him and slammed it in front of Blaine.

“Get up and chop this,” Wayden said to hide his reaction to the omega. Blaine looked down and grimaced.

Wayden looked down and grimaced too. Shit. Why did he have to pick up that fruit of all things? Wayden’s cheeks turned warm.

“Peel it,” Wayden commanded, unwilling to take it back. He turned away and got the meat out of the chilling compartment.

“This is making me question whatever you’re making over there,” Blaine said from behind him. Wayden turned to watch him pick up the fruit gingerly. “I can stomach almost anything, but sour fruit and meat is not one of those things.”

“Shut up!” Wayden said, holding back laughter. He quickly made their meal, sans the sour fruit. Done, he placed a plate in front of Blaine.

The little shit gave it a suspicious stare. “Is it safe?” Blaine asked.

“Just eat.”

“Are you sure?”

“You watched me make the food the whole time,” Wayden said, going around the counter to sit next to the omega. They sat at the counter and silently ate. Weirdly enough, the silence didn’t bother Wayden. It was strange. Maybe he was getting used to Blaine.

“Not bad,” Blaine commented when they were done. He got up from his chair and turned towards his room. Wayden reached out and grabbed Blaine’s arm without thinking. He paused, confused by his own action. He shrugged, refusing to think too deeply about it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Wayden asked, ignoring the warmth that seeped into his skin.

“To bed. You said we should eat and rest,” Blaine said smugly, as if he knew what Wayden wanted to say. “I’m only following your instructions.”

“You little…” Wayden said getting to his feet, but Blaine snatched his arm out of his grasp and ran. “Come back here and do the dishes. I cooked. You clean.”

“No, I don’t,” Blaine called, his laughter echoing all around Wayden.

He was back. The little devil Wayden had met at the Covus mansion was back. Wayden was shocked to realise that he was smiling, and he didn’t seem to mind it.

“Blaine!”

“I didn’t make that mess. You did.”

“A mess you ate up,” Wayden said. He winced when he realised how filthy that sounded. Blaine’s head popped into the hallway; his eyes wide. Wayden scrambled to gather the dishes and ran to the sink as if his ass was on fire. He opened the tap. The sound of water running filled the awkward silence. Wayden prayed the little hellion wouldn’t say anything to mock him.

Wayden stared up at the shuttle ceiling and waited. The wait seemed to make the moment more awkward. Just fucking say it, Wayden thought.

“You’re so gross. I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” Blaine shouted. The door slammed shut a few seconds later.

“You’re gross,” Wayden mumbled. He paused surprised at himself. What was wrong with him? Was he five?

Fuck that omega.

Wayden shook his head. He cleaned up the cooking station and made sure everything was running smoothly for the night. Done, he went to his room. He took off his clothes as he walked to the bed. He’d hardly slept a wink last night because of his dream, Matews’ stupid advice and the tension in the shuttle. Wayden hoped tonight would be different. He yawned, dragging the covers up to his nose.

The shuttle’s steady rocking lulled Wayden to sleep, but he came instantly awake a few minutes later. Wayden frowned not sure what had woken him. And then he felt it.

There was something warm against him. What? Wayden stared into the darkness confused. And then Blaine’s scent hit his nose. It was everywhere in his room, which meant…

The lump of warmth moved against Wayden, snuggling close to his naked body.

“Blaine?” Wayden coughed out, shifting away. “What are you doing?”

A hissy sound filled the room as Blaine shivered against him. “What does it look like? I’m trying not to die.”

“What?” Wayden looked over his shoulder at Blaine, trying his best to keep the covers around his body as Blaine pulled on them. “Go back to your room,” Wayden growled using, his alpha voice on him.

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