13. Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Blaine

S o hard…

Blaine's fingers dug into the mattress as he tried his best not to reach for Wayden and beg him to fuck him right then and there. Blaine could still feel the alpha's lips on his forehead.

Why did he have to kiss him like that? Blaine moaned, burying his face in his pillow. He rocked his hips against the mattress, his free hand tunnelling into his sleeping pants. He hissed into his pillow as his fingers touched the crack of his ass. He trembled, every nerve ending alive. His fingers inched lower, but stopped when he heard something outside the room. Blaine snatched his hand away.

What the hell was he doing? Wayden would come back any second.

Fuck.

Blaine turned over and stared at the ceiling of the shuttle. His hole spasmed hungrily as liquid slid down his thighs to soak his sleeping pants. There was no doubt about it. His heat was fast approaching. And he had no idea what was going to happen.

It's going to be fine, Blaine told himself.

Wayden had offered to help him. He'd more than offered to help him. Blaine tried hard not to think about the other things Wayden had said, because it was all confusing and it made Blaine's stomach flutter. Blaine had never thought Wayden would be jealous of Escala touching him.

What did it all mean? Did Wayden like him?

Blaine covered his face with his hands. He froze when Wayden's scent filled his nose. The alpha's scent still lingered on his skin.

Blaine moaned as the moment Wayden had smoothed his thumb over his skin flashed through his mind. For a minute there, it had felt like he'd been in Wayden's arms – their bodies intertwined in the most intimate way possible, but he'd only been holding his wrist.

What would it feel like to have Wayden fuck him? Blaine asked himself. His body flamed all over again. He moaned in frustration as the needy feeling intensified. Blaine sighed and turned to his side. He should just accept Wayden's offer. He stared at the door the alpha had walked through earlier.

Just go and tell him you need him, Blaine told himself. But he didn't move an inch.

He hurt me. Blaine wiped away a stray tear. Wayden's rejection had hurt more than Blaine had thought. And then Wayden had to go and make it worse by acting all funny, only to confess that he was jealous of Escala.

What the hell?

Blaine didn't know what to make of Wayden's behaviour. Not that it mattered. Blaine closed his eyes. He only wanted Wayden for his heat and nothing more. After his heat, he would have time to get his tea from his mother and he wouldn't go into heat again.

Ever.

Blaine turned to face the wall and slowly fell asleep. In the morning, he woke up alone. His eyes drifted to Wayden's pillow as he wondered if he'd come back to bed last night. He probably hadn't. From what Blaine had noticed, the alpha was a little obsessed with work. Blaine should be happy about that. It meant that Wayden would find the answers that Deltta Kohle was looking for, and all omegas would be free.

I'll be free, Blaine thought with a smile. He stretched his arms over his head. He hissed as his hole throbbed so hard he bowed off the bed.

Oh shit.

Blaine gripped the pillow and waited for the feeling to subside. He knew his heat was coming but fuck, he'd never thought it would be so intense.

Shit. Why hadn't the tea worked this time? This had never happened before.

The overwhelming feeling subsided and his body went back to normal. But Blaine still felt warm and tender down there. He wouldn't be surprised if he went into heat tonight.

Blaine bit the inside of his mouth as his eyes fell on Wayden's pillow again. He'd offered to help him. Blaine's cheeks heated.

Fuck. How was he going to do this?

It's just sex. You can do it, he told himself. How complicated could it be?

Blaine got out of bed and made his way to the washroom. He rubbed his hands over his arms nervously. If only Holi could see him now, he would laugh at him. Blaine was all big talk and no substance – in this case, no experience.

Everything is going to be okay, he told himself as he washed up, got dressed and went to the main hut to get something to eat.

He was going to have sex for the first time… so what? Blaine's eyes scanned the large room for Wayden as he walked in.

They needed to talk about… Blaine blushed at the thought. But Wayden wasn't there. Escala neither. The alpha was usually seated in front of the fire pit, with his pack surrounding him. This morning, only the omegas sat there. The alphas and betas were gone too.

Where was everyone? Blaine asked himself. As if he'd heard his silent question, Owen turned towards him from chatting with the other omegas. He got up and walked towards him. The omega's nose twitched as he got closer. Blaine cheeks turned hotter.

Fuck, he hated this part even more. Now, everyone knew he was starting his heat, and he would need an alpha, they would be fucking non-stop for the coming three to four days. The whole thing was weird and stupid. Who thought going into heat was a good idea?

"Are you in heat?" Owen asked the obvious.

"I uhhh… not yet." Blaine rubbed his hands together feeling self-conscious. "Where is everyone?"

"Our alpha decided to go hunting since it didn't snow last night," Owen said, giving Blaine a speculative look. "Didn't your alpha know that you'll be in heat today?"

"He's not my alpha," Blaine said weakly.

Owen's eyes narrowed before he shrugged. "You two are weird. You should prepare for your heat just in case he doesn't come back on time. They might be a while."

A while? Blaine stared at him in horror. "Are they not coming back today. It's freezing out there."

"Calm down." Owen laughed. "For someone who claims he doesn't have an alpha, you sure worry about him. Don't worry. They'll be back soon."

Blaine growled at Owen. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

The omega nodded without remorse. "You're a stubborn little thing. You're like a hard fruit you need to open up to get to the good stuff. You don't have to make everything so hard. Come. Let's go make food for your heat."

Blaine shook his head. He wasn't going to prepare anything for his heat. That was just weird. He and Wayden were not a couple, sharing each other's heats. The alpha was helping him out. They didn't need all that fluff. "We have food in the shuttle. I'll prepare something when we need to eat."

"Okay," Owen said. "Are you going to wait for him here?"

"Do you mind?" Blaine asked. He hoped the omegas didn't mind his sweet scent because he couldn't imagine himself waiting for Wayden in the shuttle. He'd go crazy overthinking everything.

"No. Peri is also starting his heat today," Owen said pointing to another omega in front of the fire pit. "He's also waiting for his alpha. We don't mind it. Our omegas don't have to hide themselves when they're in heat like you do in the capital."

"We don't hide," Blaine mumbled. "We're…"

"Don't even say it. We know what's going on in the capital. We've heard the stories. It's not like that here. Alphas only react to omegas who show interest in them. They won't react to you just because you're in heat. Omegas choose their alphas, you know that, right? Your scent won't entice them because you don't want them. And since you have an alpha, only he's going to smell your scent."

He's not my alpha! Blaine wanted to shout.

Owen took Blaine's hand and dragged him to the fire pit. "To be honest, I'm a little jealous. Your alpha is hot. Those tattoos on his arms and that body, fuck…" Owen hummed appreciatively. Blaine swallowed a snarl as a possessive feeling bubbled deep inside him. He balled his hands into fists, fighting the urge to put his hands on Owen.

Fucking heat. Now he was possessive of Wayden. Blaine shook his head, shaking off the feeling. He found a chair and sat down to wait for Wayden. The chatter from the omegas distracted him for a while. But a smouldering fire burned deep inside him. He was going to break apart soon. Blaine closed his eyes and willed his body to calm the fuck down.

Wayden is not going to see you like that. You're not going to become a whimpering mess, begging for cock, Blaine told himself, his eyes drifting to the door.

Moments later he was out of his chair. Blaine wasn't sure how, but he could smell Wayden's scent from where he was. The alpha's scent wrapped around him, causing the fire he'd held at bay to turn into an inferno.

He was coming, Blaine thought, his heart hammering hard in his chest. He rubbed his suddenly sweaty hands over his thighs.

Wow, excited much, Blaine admonished himself. He dropped down into his chair and looked away from the door, as if he hadn't been waiting for the alpha for the past two hours.

***

Wayden

"It's going to come down hard," Escala commented, looking up at the sky. The clouds were already turning a dark grey. Wayden nodded, following the alpha. Snow clung to his clothes and boots. The cold air burned his lungs as they made their final trek back. He was fucking exhausted, but it was worth it. Hunting and providing for everyone felt good… perfect, in fact. He'd felt invigorated as they'd run after their prey and made the first kill.

"You're made for this life," Escala said, slapping Wayden's back. "After today, I won't be able to see you as a scholar anymore."

Wayden laughed. "Nah. It takes a strong alpha to do what you do. I can't imagine myself taking care of so many people." Wayden could barely make Ambrose happy. How in the hell would he take care of more than fifty people? Wayden looked around him at the content alphas and betas. And he wondered how Escala did it.

"You're strong," Escala said.

"No. That's my brother."

"You underestimate yourself." Escala gave Wayden another pat and walked ahead of him. Wayden caught up with him.

"Speaking of being an alpha. The scent marking thing you do with your pack members; Blaine told me you said it's to give them comfort and a sense of belonging."

"Yes, that's as best as I can explain it. But it's far more complicated than that."

"Do you get anything out of it?" Wayden asked, his fingers tingling from the memory of touching Blaine.

Escala was silent for a while, as if he was considering his question. "Why do you ask?" Escala stopped and turned to face him. The others walked past them, heading for home.

Uhhh… how did he answer that without revealing what had happened between him and Blaine? Though Wayden didn't want to keep it a secret, there was just something so fragile about their relationship that he wanted to keep it to himself for a while. And Blaine was unpredictable. He didn't know what the little devil would decide after his heat. Wayden paused when he realised what he'd been thinking.

Fuck.

In his mind it was a done deal. He was going to help Blaine with his heat. But the omega was yet to say yes.

Was Blaine still going to ask Escala?

Jealousy scoured Wayden's insides.

"Are you asking for you and your omega?" Escala asked, shaking Wayden from his thoughts. "I smelled you on him, but it was faint."

You touched Blaine, even though he smelled like me! The possessive thought ripped through Wayden's mind. He automatically moved towards Escala, his instincts taking over. Wayden caught himself before he did something stupid, like punch the alpha in the face.

Wayden took a deep breath and stepped away. For the second time he was grateful he wasn't an aggressive alpha, or he would be challenging Escala right about now. It was all stupid because Blaine was the worst omega to fight for. The omega would probably laugh at him and accuse Wayden of being old fashioned, domineering and all the other bad things Blaine believed alphas were.

"It's…"

"Complicated," Escala laughed and started to walk again. Wayden sighed and followed him. "Like I said, it's far more complicated than that. It's hard to explain. I need them. And when they wear my scent, they feel like mine. Their needs are mine. And I would do anything for them."

Had Blaine felt like his last night?

Wayden trembled. He'd felt a lot of things last night, some of which he'd rather not think about.

Back to work then? Wayden mulled over what Escala had said.

"It must have been hard on the first alpha king and the council of alphas having to cut themselves from pack life to save everyone," Wayden said.

"I guess. I can't imagine cutting myself from my pack. I would go crazy," Escala said, visibly cringing.

Wayden nodded in agreement. The disconnect in their society happened a long time ago. No wonder things were going downhill now.

The wind suddenly picked up as they got closer to the huts. The alphas and betas ahead of them stopped and looked at Escala for guidance. They had to skin and clean their kill before storing it and they couldn't do that outside, not with the weather turning bad. Escala pointed them to the main hut.

"The cooking station is big enough," he shouted, rushing towards them. Wayden followed Escala to the main hut. He stepped through the door and stopped as the most delicious scent filled his lungs. Wayden didn't have to be told where it came from. He just knew.

It was him… his omega was in heat. Not stopping to think too hard about what he was doing, Wayden walked deeper into the hut, heading for Blaine.

Time slowed down. The hut suddenly went silent. Wayden could feel eyes on him, but he didn't care. He was too focused on Blaine. The omega gasped as he grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet.

"Come," Wayden commanded. He turned and walked out of the hut, with Blaine in tow. The cold wind whipped their clothes every which way, stronger than before. "Walk behind me," Wayden shouted, using his body to block Blaine from the harsh wind.

Blaine's free hand came to Wayden's back, gripping his coat. Wayden swallowed hard as desire rushed through him. He tightened his fingers around Blaine's wrist, as if the wind would snatch the omega away from him. Snowflakes started to fall from the sky just as they came to the shuttle. Wayden opened the door and walked inside. Blaine was so close behind him he could feel the omega's breath on his neck. Fuck. He wanted nothing more than to pull him towards the room, but he knew they had to talk. He couldn't act like the very thing Blaine hated: a controlling and domineering alpha. Even though he'd behaved like that a few minutes ago.

Not Wayden's proudest moment, but fuck… when Blaine's scent had hit him, Wayden had lost all his senses. That wasn't an excuse, though.

Wayden closed his eyes for a second and then let Blaine go. He took a couple of steps away from Blaine then turned around to face him.

"You're in heat."

"Yes," Blaine said. He bit his bottom lip, looked down at his feet and, when he looked up again, Wayden couldn't stay away. He moved closer to him.

"Do you want me to help you with your heat?" Wayden swallowed hard as his throat constricted, making it hard to breathe or speak. The fucking air around them was charged with something electric; he felt it along his skin. Wayden was so turned on that all he wanted to do was drag Blaine to his room. Wayden balled his hands into fists so he wouldn't reach for the omega. "Blaine?"

"Please," Blaine said breathlessly. The simple word did things to Wayden. He reached for Blaine, wrapped his fingers around his wrist, a possessive feeling churning within him.

Fuck. He felt dizzy.

"Come," Wayden said, walking to the room. He closed the door behind them. There was no turning back now. Wayden knew their relationship would change forever. He just hoped the change would be good.

Hope bloomed inside him at the thought. Wayden shoved it away. Falling in love was a risk he couldn't take. Not with Blaine, anyway. Maybe another omega.

Blaine was unpredictable. There was no telling what he'd do once his heat was over.

"Wayden?" Blaine pulled on his hand, waking him from his depressing thoughts. Wayden looked down at the omega as he realised he'd been standing there, doing nothing. "Is everything okay?" the omega asked.

"I'm fine," Wayden said, stepping closer to him so that there was no space between them. Blaine trembled, drawing a breath through his mouth. Wayden's eyes fell on the omega's lips. They were plump and so red, he fucking wanted to kiss him badly. Instead of his lips, Wayden kissed Blaine on the forehead, buying himself time to cool the hot desire rushing through his veins. Blaine's free hand went to Wayden's chest, gripping his coat tight as if that simple kiss drove him crazy. Wayden moaned, loving his response to him. "Are you ready?" he asked.

Blaine stepped away from him and walked to the bed. He slowly took off his coat, his shirt, pants and underclothes, leaving himself naked to Wayden's roaming eyes.

Wayden had known that the omega was gorgeous, but fuck… he looked so hot… sexy as fuck. Blaine got under the covers and then stared at him expectantly.

Oh yes… fuck. What was wrong with him?

Wayden pulled his clothes off, well… he tried to. His hands shook, and for some reason his fingers were not working. He felt like a teenage alpha with his first omega in heat, his lungs full of the most intoxicating scent he couldn't think straight. Wayden grunted in victory when he finally managed to take off his clothes. He walked to the foot of the bed, his cock heavy and hard between his legs. He felt Blaine's eyes there, like the softest touch. The sensation sent another dose of desire down Wayden's body, turning his cock to stone. If he got any harder, he was going to pass out or come before he even did anything.

Wayden gritted his teeth and willed his body to calm down. There was no way he was going to mess up his omega's first time with an alpha.

"We don't need this," he said pulling the covers off the bed to the floor. He crawled up the bed, gripping Blaine's thighs as he went. He spread them wide, sliding over the omega's body, to settle on top of him. Blaine felt so good, Wayden wanted to feel all of him.

"Oh, shit," Blaine moaned, arching off the bed into him. Their bodies rubbed together.

Fuck… fuck… Wayden sank his weight into Blaine, wanting to feel more of him.

"You're heavy."

"Sorry." Wayden lifted up to his elbows. But Blaine wrapped his arms around him.

"No. I like it," he said shyly. Butterflies fluttered in Wayden's stomach, making him feel gooey inside. Fuck. The omega was making him feel all kinds of things he shouldn't. He liked being on top of him too. He would stay there forever, if he'd let him.

Shit. He was getting ahead of himself. They should get Blaine's heat out of the way first. Wayden leaned close, his lips hovering a few inches from Blaine's.

"I want to kiss you. Is that okay?" he asked. Blaine's eyes widened. Wayden thought he was going to refuse, but Blaine bit his bottom lip before he nodded shyly. Wayden stared at Blaine, fascinated. He'd never thought he was into the shy and sweet type, but in that moment, he fucking was into it. Maybe it was because he knew that Blaine wasn't like that. The omega was grouchy and fought with Wayden every chance he got. Wayden had never expected Blaine to submit to him so easily… so perfectly. It was intoxicating.

It's his heat, Wayden reasoned, but that didn't diminish the heat burning in his veins. It didn't matter why. All that mattered was that Blaine was his for the coming three to four days. Wayden could do whatever he wanted to him.

Blaine whimpered, the omega's scent thickening in the room.

"Uhhh so…" Blaine mumbled incoherently under his breath, rocking against Wayden. "Ahhh… this is going to be bad. I need you."

Wayden hissed. His body moved, automatically giving Blaine what he needed.

"I've got you, baby." Wayden smoothed his hand down Blaine's body as he slammed their lips together. Blaine moaned into his mouth, opening for him so beautifully. "I've got you. I'm going to make it good for you. I promise," Wayden mumbled against Blaine's lips. He licked his way into the omega's mouth, kissing him deeply. He groaned, loving the taste of him. He wanted to taste all of him. Wayden slid down Blaine's body, raining kisses along his skin. He swirled his tongue along Blaine's nipples, suckling on them. Blaine tunnelled his fingers into Wayden's hair, holding him there.

And the sounds he made… dammit…

What would he sound like with his cock inside his mouth? Wayden slid down Blaine's body to hear him scream as he pulled his cock into his mouth. He swirled his tongue along the head, swiping at the pre-cum beading Blaine's slit.

"You taste so good," Wayden moaned, licking and sucking on the head of Blaine's cock before he took him deeper into his mouth. Wayden savoured every shiver, every moan that came out of Blaine's mouth, knowing he was the first alpha to touch Blaine like this, to make Blaine scream as he fucked into Wayden's mouth with abandon.

Mine, the word exploded in Wayden's mind, making all kinds of desires fill him. Wayden pushed them away and focused on making Blaine's first time with an alpha memorable. Wayden reached for Blaine's hole, running his fingers over the tight opening. Blaine was so wet that Wayden's middle finger slipped in without any resistance.

"Oh, shit," Blaine moaned, spreading his thighs wider. Wayden engulfed Blaine's cock to the back of his mouth as he fucked him with his finger, opening him up. His cock jerked at the thought of being inside Blaine.

Mine!

There was that fucking word again, Wayden thought, sliding a second finger into Blaine.