Page 52 of Wild Omega

“For how I behaved earlier. I don’t know what got into me. I…” Wayden closed his eyes for a second. And then blurted it out. “No. I know what had gotten into me. I was jealous.”

Fuck. He’d finally said it.

Blaine said nothing.

Wayden stared at the omega’s back. Was he never going to talk to him?

Fuck that.

Wayden slid closer to Blaine and buried his face in the side of the omega’s neck, his lips going to the spot where he’d bitten him. The mark had healed, but Wayden could still see it. As if he’d claimed Blaine for real. Blaine shivered, moaning a little.

Fuck. That sound. Wayden loved it. He wondered how Blaine would sound when he was being fucked. Itching to let his hands roam the omega’s body, Wayden closed his eyes and forced himself to say how he felt.

“I was jealous of him touching you. When I saw him with his hand on you, I went a little crazy. I want to be the one to touch you,” Wayden said. “My offer wasn’t out of pity, Blaine. If you want me to share your heat, I’ll be there for you. You don’t have to ask anyone.”

“I did it for you,” Blaine said in a shaky voice.

“What?” Wayden asked, pulling away. He turned Blaine on his back so he could look at him. “You did what for me?”

“Escala touching me. I did it for your research.” Blaine licked his lips and Wayden couldn’t help but follow his tongue. “The scent marking thing he does with his pack. I wanted to know more about it. I asked him to do it. It was nothing.”

“It was nothing,” Wayden repeated with a laugh. He was beyond relieved. “I thought…”

“He couldn’t scent mark you, so I thought…” Blaine said with a shrug. Wayden stared down at him wanting to do a million things to him. But he hadn’t answered him yet. Did Blaine still want Wayden to share his heat or not? Wayden bit the inside of his mouth, itching to bring it up.

Fuck. When had he become so desperate to be with the omega? He felt like a teenage alpha on his first heat – desperate and needy. Wayden forced himself to shift away from Blaine. But he didn’t go too far. He lay a few inches away, where he could still feel Blaine’s warmth.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Wayden said, picking up their conversation even though talking about Escala was the last thing he wanted to do.

“I’m your assistant, remember?” Blaine said. “I was curious about it, anyway.”

“And? How was it having him… scent mark you?” Wayden said the last part through clenched teeth. He wasn’t one to become possessive of an omega, but damn, he was possessive for the first time in his life.

“It wasn’t like I thought it would be. Maybe it’s because I’m not part of his pack and I don’t see him as my alpha. He did tell me that might happen, though,” Blaine said. “He said his scent is comforting to his pack members, and they feel a sense of belonging because of it. I felt nothing.”

Wayden stared at Blaine thoughtfully. “Do you want to try with me?”

“Try what?” Blaine gasped out.

“The scent marking thing.”

“You’re not my alpha either,” Blaine said.

“I know. Like you said. Think of it as an experiment for my research. Since it didn’t work with Escala, you can’t really tell me what kind of effect it has and why it’s important for his pack.”

“I told you. He said it’s for comfort and a sense of belonging.”

“Its fine if you don’t want to do it.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to. Escala said…” Blaine said softly. Wayden had to lean close to hear him, leaving a few inches between them. He wanted to get closer – close enough to rub his lips along Blaine’s cheek. But Wayden held back. He didn’t want to push him when he was the one who’d rejected him in the first place.

“I know what he said. But I just thought that since you asked me to share your heat, you might feel a little comfortable around me. I could be mistaken.”

Silence filled the room, making Wayden a little nervous for bringing Blaine’s heat up. He’d hurt the omega when he’d rejected him. Fuck he wished he could take that back. He wouldn’t be surprised if Blaine refused. Wayden stared at the omega, waiting. He seemed to be taking forever to think about it.

Did he really not want to? Wayden was about to open his mouth and say something when Blaine lifted his right arm.

“I… okay,” Blaine said.

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