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Fuck, they were never going to rest with all that hanging around them.

Wayden sighed and turned to Blaine.

“Let’s do it,” he said.

Chapter 11

Blaine

“Let’s do what?” Blaine squawked. He pulled the covers close to his nose.

He couldn’t mean… Blaine’s body flamed at the thought. He’d already been hard. As soon as he’d got into bed, his mind had gone back to the moment he’d walked in on Wayden that morning. He couldn’t stop thinking about how thick and big the alpha’s cock had been, and how gorgeous Wayden had looked naked, sprawled on the bed, his hand wrapped around his cock.

His cock harder than steel and his hole pulsing wetly, Blaine had tossed and turned sleeplessly while he’d waited for Wayden to come to bed. It took everything in him not to go out there and… Blaine didn’t know what he would have said once he was in front of Wayden.

He just…

You want him to fuck you, a tiny voice said in his mind.

Shut up. I don’t want that, Blaine growled. I would never fuck him.

Right, the voice mocked. You’re literally dripping for him.

I’m not, Blaine replied without heat, because he couldn’t deny the wet feeling in his hole. He was literally dripping. The liquid was probably soaking his sleeping pants and the sheets by now. He was that fucking horny for Professor Douche.

Blaine closed his eyes, mortified. He really didn’t want to want him, even though he held his breath waiting for Wayden to tell him what he wanted them to do. Blaine opened his eyes and looked at Wayden sideways.

How was he going to do it? Was he going to reach for him, grasp his arm and pull him close. Blaine had seen how desperate Xaine became for Holi. Their connection was intense. Blaine wouldn’t say that his connection with Wayden was like that, but he did feel something strong, urging him to get closer to the alpha.

Pulled by some invisible force, Blaine leaned towards Wayden but paused when Wayden said: “Let’s talk.”

“Talk?” Was that what he wanted them to do?

“I’m sorry about this morning. I should have been more careful since we share a room and…” Wayden cleared his throat sounding uncomfortable. “I know it’s making things uncomfortable between us now. I can feel it. Not talking about it is probably making it worse. We shouldn’t avoid it and act like it didn’t happen. It happened and… fuck… I’m rambling.” Wayden rubbed his eyes and then turned to look at him. Blaine swallowed, liking the alpha’s eyes on him too much. “I promise it won’t happen again.”

Blaine bit the inside of his mouth, not sure what to say to that. He was a little disappointed. He wasn’t sure which partdisappointed him or why. He shouldn’t want to see Wayden like that… ever. It was probably his approaching heat making him feel weird shit.

“Okay,” Blaine said turning to face the wall. They were silent for a while. Blaine thought Wayden would go to sleep, but he sat there. He didn’t know how, but he could feel the alpha’s eyes on him. They felt heavy and unsettling. Blaine’s stomach tightened. “Are you not sleeping? I can feel you staring at me.”

“Sorry,” Wayden said with a sigh. “I just… are we good?”

Were they? Blaine didn’t know. He was feeling too much, and it had nothing to do with this morning. His heat was going to give him a problem. What was he going to do? They had to share the room… the bed and…

“Yes,” Blaine said not sharing his worries with Wayden. Blaine didn’t know what it was, maybe it was the tone in his voice, that made Wayden reach for him. His large hand grasped Blaine’s arm and pulled. Blaine went willingly… too willingly because he ended up against Wayden’s chest. And he was sure that wasn’t what the alpha had intended when he’d grasped his arm. Wayden probably wanted to turn him around, so they were facing each other, but Blaine was right then sprawled on the alpha, his right leg over Wayden’s thigh.

They froze, staring at each other for what felt like an eternity. Blaine’s body warmed, a needy feeling pulling on his cock.

“Fuck,” Wayden hissed. Blaine could have sworn he’d felt the alpha’s hard cock against his hip before he gripped his shoulders and gently shoved him away. A whine of protest filled the silence. Blaine almost cried when he realised the sound was coming from him. He scrambled away from Wayden, mortified.

“I…”

“Sorry,” Wayden said cutting him off.

“Stop apologising,” Blaine snapped. Wayden growled next to him, making Blaine wince. He hadn’t meant to snap at him. “Sorry.”

“That’s better,” Wayden said in a comforting tone. Blaine shivered a little at the sound. An alpha’s voice had never affected him before.

It was happening, wasn’t it?

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