Page 33 of Wild Omega

Blaine ignored him and got closer, his moan reverberating through Wayden. “You’re so warm.”

Blaine’s hands slid over Wayden’s back. Wayden wasn’t sure if Blaine meant to touch him or not. But for whatever reason, Wayden’s body reacted. His cock hardened in seconds. Heat slithered down his back, following Blaine’s hands.

Fuck.

What the fuck was Blaine doing?

“Blaine…” Wayden warned.

“Why are you naked?” the omega asked sleepily.

Did Blaine even realise what he was doing? Wayden doubted it. The omega was an odd one. He could be sleepwalking, for all he knew.

Wayden sighed. He turned over, which brought him face to face with Blaine. Wayden groaned as his hard cock pressed into Blaine’s hip. It was too dark for him to see Blaine’s face, but he could tell the second Blaine realised what he’d done. Blaine froze beneath him, his breath audibly catching in his throat.

Blaine tried to shimmy away, but Wayden held on to him, his arms automatically tightening around him.

He felt so good under him.

How long has it been since I’ve held an omega in my arms? Wayden asked himself.

Too long, he thought, tingles cascading down his spine. Desire thrummed through his veins. And he wanted to fuck… sink his cock into a wet hole. He’d never felt the need as acutely as he did right then. His body shook with it.

Wayden dropped his head onto his pillow and willed his body to cool down. He took deep breaths. That didn’t fucking help because he could smell Blaine’s scent with every breath. Wayden recited every research paper he’d ever written by title, year and volume. And they were many. When he felt like he could speak again, he raised his head and stared down at Blaine.

“Do you want to tell me what you’re doing in my bed?” he forced out.

“I’m not here for that monster digging into my thigh. Move.” Blaine snapped. Wayden hovered above him for a few seconds before he shifted away impatiently. “That thing you call a room is freezing. I nearly died in there.”

“And coming to my bed was your brightest idea.”

“It was either this or die in there. And I still want to live. Even if it means I have to share a bed with you.”

“You could have used the extra blankets Matews put in there,” Wayden said.

“I wouldn’t be in here if your measly blankets worked,” Blaine said, snuggling into the covers. “I don’t want to sleep with you either. You can go sleep in there if you don’t believe me.”

Wayden pinched the bridge of his nose and prayed for divine intervention.Please take him out of my bed, Wayden silently prayed. But fucking no one answered. The little hellion was still there.

Wayden forced himself out of the bed. He heard Blaine make a weird sound. Wayden didn’t stop to ask him what was wrong. He moved to the clothing cubicle and pulled out his sleeping clothes. He roughly put them on, wondering why he was giving in to the little minx. Blaine was literally kicking him out of bed, and he was letting him.

Wayden shook his head as he walked out of his room. He stepped into Blaine’s room and stared at the pile of blankets on the bed. Cold air swirled around him, seeping into his skin. Blaine hadn’t been kidding. It was freezing in there.

Wayden slid his hand along the wall for the heating switch. He turned it on and waited for a few minutes, but nothing happened. It was still freezing.

Fuck. Matews must have not done a thorough check of the shuttle.

Fuck… fuck… fuck… Wayden gritted his teeth to keep from screaming. Then again, the beta wouldn’t have thought of it since the capital was still warm. The southern part of the planet was another thing. It was colder than the north and it was probably going to get colder the further they went.

Fuck. This was going to be a problem. He should have remembered this. But Wayden had been too preoccupied with getting everything ready for his journey to check the heating system.

Now, what was he going to do? He couldn’t sleep in the freezing cold or go back to his room. Not with his fucking cock hardening at the slightest touch from the sly omega.

Wayden moaned as he remembered Blaine’s hands running down his back. Blaine had fucking done that on purpose to get him out of that bed. There was no other reason for the omega to touch him like that. Wayden walked into the hallway and stared at his bedroom door.

That little devil.

He should go back in there and see if Blaine would continue to sleep in his bed with Wayden there. He should fucking do it. He should. He shouldn’t let him win.

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