Page 71 of Wild Omega

Chapter 18

Blaine

Stop clinging to him, Blaine silently reprimanded himself.

Wayden’s knot had subsided hours ago. They were not locked together anymore. He could move to his side of the bed and sleep properly, like a normal person. Not plaster his whole back to Wayden’s front while holding the alpha’s damn arm hostage. Blaine stared at their intertwined fingers. A mushy and strange feeling bubbled inside him. Blaine closed his eyes, trying to assess how he truly felt. He didn’t want to let go. He wanted…

Blaine sat up so fast, Wayden jerked awake.

“Blaine?” he said, reaching for him.

“I… go back to sleep. I need to go to the washroom,” Blaine said, getting off the bed. He ran to the washroom and closed the door behind him. His cheeks heated and he felt breathless.

Damn, Blaine thought, walking to the basin. He splashed water on his face to cool his cheeks. He looked himself in the mirror and bit the inside of his mouth. It would seem he more than liked Professor Douche. Blaine stared at himself, waiting for the feeling of wrongness to fill him. There was nothing. He felt good; giddy, in fact. A smile pulled at his lips.

Stop it. This is not good. He wasn’t supposed to fall for this alpha or any other alpha. Blaine dropped to his haunches, scared of how he was feeling. He didn’t know what to do. What if he ended up like his brother? Blaine had sworn that would never happen to him. He’d sworn that he would never let himself go down that road. He’d fought his omega instincts all his life because he never wanted to become his brother. But now, here he was. He was falling for an alpha.

Blaine covered his face, groaning loudly.

What am I doing? How did I get here? Blaine didn’t know. From the moment he’d left with Wayden nothing had been the same. He should have known he wouldn’t get out of this unscathed. He should have known that the worst thing would happen.

Blaine’s chest constricted and for a second there, he couldn’t breathe.

Stop. There was no need to scare himself.

Blaine straightened and stepped into the drying bot. The hissing sound of the machine as warm air washed over his face filled the silence. If only it could drown out his thoughts too. They were still there, loud and clear.

He was falling in love with Professor Douche.

No. I’m not. I’m not falling in love with him. I won’t let myself do it, Blaine thought with a huff.

He stepped out of the drying bot and walked out of the washroom. Blaine tiptoed to the bed not wanting to wakeWayden. But, as soon as he lay down Wayden gripped his arm and turned him around.

“What?” Blaine asked, his voice shaky. Wayden wrapped his arm around him and pulled him close.

“I missed you,” Wayden said, sliding on top of him and slamming their lips together. Blaine moaned, feeling tingly all over, no matter how hard he tried not to. His body melted against Wayden’s and the world disappeared as they plunged into a never-ending dream of pleasure that continued for weeks.

Every night, they ended up naked in bed, limbs intertwined, lips locked and Wayden’s cock deep inside Blaine’s hole. And Blaine couldn’t fight it, no matter how hard he tried to resist him. He was drawn to the alpha. And he liked it too much when he touched him. Wayden made him feel good. It didn’t feel like they were just having sex. They were… Blaine couldn’t bring himself to name it, because he was scared of what it meant. He was scared because his heart was at risk.

And then he just had to share Wayden’s heat. Blaine knew he shouldn’t have done that. But he couldn’t stand the thought of Wayden spending his heat with another omega. Not that Wayden said anything about it. They just fell into it. And it had been explosive.

Every kiss, every touch and every movement of their bodies was so intimate, so beautiful. Blaine’s heart melted every time Wayden touched him. There was a deeper connection there that Blaine couldn’t describe or deny.

Blaine was fucking falling in love with Wayden.

“At this point, just look at him,” Owen grumbled next to him. “You’re giving me whiplash.”

“What?” Blaine frowned at Owen. What was he talking about? He hadn’t looked at Wayden since they’d come out of the shuttle that morning. He was focused on his work. Though tedious, he was focused. Blaine stared down at the data readerand realised he hadn’t transcribed anything from the footage he was supposed to be watching, because he couldn’t stop thinking about Wayden. Wayden was busy digging for root vegetables buried deep in the snow a few paces away with the other alphas.

“I wasn’t looking at him. I was…” Blaine groaned. He couldn’t even come up with an excuse. He glanced at Wayden again, unable to help himself. Blaine shivered as their eyes met. The world disappeared, and it was just the two of them, surrounded by beautiful mountains and snow. Wayden lifted an eyebrow. And Blaine nodded as if he knew what the alpha was asking him. He just knew. The connection between them was deepening. It felt strange and good at the same time. Warmth filled Blaine’s chest.

Fuck. He was in trouble.

Wayden gave him a lingering look before he looked away.

Owen sighed loudly next to Blaine.

“What?”

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