Page 74 of Wild Omega

No. It was too risky

Wayden ran his fingers down Blaine’s thighs, scrambling his brain. Blaine moaned, wishing he hadn’t bothered with his sleeping clothes because he knew how each night would end: with Wayden’s cock deep inside him.

Blaine’s hole pulsed in anticipation. He wanted Wayden’s cock inside him. He whimpered when Wayden rolled his hips, grinding into him.

Oh, fuck. He was so weak for the alpha.

“Are you tired?” Wayden asked.

Blaine bit the inside of his mouth, his heart pounding like crazy. He should say yes and go to sleep. But… shit…

“No,” Blaine said.

“Good,” Wayden said. He moved away to pull off his clothes. Blaine hesitated for a second before he did the same. They dropped down on the bed in a pile of limbs, gasps and kisses. Blaine ran his hands down Wayden’s back to grasp his ass as he slid deep inside him and started to move.

“Fuck,” Blaine gasped, wrapping his thighs around him. His body bowed off the bed as pleasure flooded his veins. He shivered, wanting so much more. “Please,” Blaine begged.

“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you,” Wayden mumbled, moving faster and deeper inside him. Blaine screamed when his orgasm hit out of nowhere. Pleasure roiled inside him hot and violent. Blaine stared at the ceiling of the shuttle, at its mercy. His body shook so hard, he felt like he was breaking into a million pieces. And it wasn’t even the best part. Wayden hadn’t knotted him yet. To say that Blaine was obsessed with Wayden’s knot was an understatement. He loved it. He loved how it stretched him so good, and how it pulsed deep inside as Wayden came over and over. Wayden growled, sinking deeper inside him. And then Blaine felt it.

Blaine clung to Wayden desperately. His mouth hung open as overwhelming pleasure swamped his body. Tears filled his eyes, and he couldn’t hold it back anymore. Words filled Blaine’s mind, and his mouth opened to say them out loud.

“Wayden, I lo…” Blaine blubbered. The sound of a connector going off somewhere in the room interrupted him.

“Fuck,” Wayden groaned, before lifting to his elbows. He stared down at Blaine, making him feel shaky inside. Blaine bit the inside of his mouth to shut himself up. “What did you say?”

“Nothing,” Blaine said looking away. He wished he could get up and leave, but Wayden’s knot pulsed deliciously inside him, locking them together. Blaine’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as Wayden lay back down and ground into him. “That’s… that’s mine,” Blaine stuttered.

“I know,” Wayden said. “Who would connect with you at this time?”

“I don’t know,” Blaine said. The connector rang for a while and then went silent. Blaine wished it would ring again. It distracted him from what he was feeling, and what he’d almost said.

What’s the worst that could happen anyway if he told Wayden how he felt? He could trust Wayden… couldn’t he? Blaine wasn’t sure. Wayden hadn’t said anything about what they were doing.As a matter of fact, they hadn’t talked about anything. Blaine had gone into heat, they’d had sex, and they were still having sex.

Fuck.

Blaine had done the very thing he’d sworn he would never do. He’d let his omega nature take over and control his every action, just like Orly had.

Blaine’s connector went off again.

“Whoever it is must want to talk to you,” Wayden said, sucking on Blaine’s neck. Wayden started to move again, fucking him all over again.

“Oh shit,” Blaine moaned arching into him. When had his knot subsided? Blaine hadn’t felt anything. He’d been too busy being afraid of what he felt, afraid of the fact that he was falling in love with an alpha and the alpha might not love him back.

Does he have to love me back? Blaine asked himself.

Blaine tried to push the feeling of disappointment away and enjoy the moment, but he couldn’t and the question lingered in his mind long after they’d come, and the high of the moment had dissipated, leaving him cold. Blaine lay on the bed, trying his best not to freak out.

“Aren’t you going to check who was trying to connect with you? It could be important,” Wayden said.

“Yes, of course.” Blaine got up and went to the clothing cubicle. He took out his connector. The light from the communication device lit up the room. “It’s Matews. Why would he connect with me?”

“Ask him,” Wayden said, sleepily.

“Okay,” Blaine said, walking to the bed. He pressed on Matews’ code and waited for the connection. The beta’s voice came through a few seconds later.

“Oh, Blaine. Sorry for disturbing you. Is Wayden there. I’ve been trying to connect with him, but his connector is off. Can I please talk to him?”

“Yes, sure.” Blaine turned to Wayden. “He wants to talk to you.”

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