An Idol for the Omega

Chapter 24: Losing It

Jae

I lay curled up with Braden for a long time, even after the small man in my arms dozed off. Even after my pulse returned to normal and strength returned to my pleasure-shook body. I'd shocked myself with my actions, but physically I seem completely fine. Better than fine, actually, more like incredibly satisfied. Crazy satisfied. Daebak, I feel good!

Braden does not sleep still, at all. He moves a little bit every minute, even just a little twitch. At first, he nestled closer and closer, until he was curled up on me. His head resting on my shoulder while his little nose pressed against the column of my neck.

It was uncomfortable, with our clothes twisted and undone. Braden didn't even wake up while I awkwardly stripped him, his clothes covered in most of the mess. Pushing his pants and shoes off, as well as the sticky coated boxers, was easy compared to getting the soiled tee shirt from his clinging form.

Every time I tried to pull his arm through a sleeve his incredibly strong arms wound themselves around me again. Worn out by the time I manage it, I pushed my own jeans and boots off to get comfortable, before pulling the edge of the comforter over us.

A small hand shifts up my chest to pillow Braden's cheek. His slow, even breathing assuring me he's still asleep. I keep my arms loosely draped around his waist, anchoring him in place. My body is now comfortable and drained but my mind too unsettled to sleep as well.

Did he break me or something?

I've never felt like that before. Once I was close enough to Braden in the hallway, close enough to feel the light warmth of his skin and taste him, I couldn't seem to calm down. He'd ran away from me downstairs and knowing that I'd somehow wrought that kind of reaction from him felt... amazing!

If anything, it made my desire rage out of control. I barely remember the hurried walk back to the bedroom, desperate and grateful that Braden was here. I tried to control myself except I couldn't. Not once I'd felt him. Heard his sexy cries. Could see the way he still looked at me, with lust to match the fierce heat in my own body.

Leisurely, I run a hand up Braden's back, his smooth skin leaving tingles on my palm. I let my fingers glide up into his hair, letting the tangle of curls engulf them and get lost in their softness. A week ago, I never could have imagined I'd be in this situation.

Braden is the first person I've ever kissed. Definitely, he's the first person that's touched me like that, aside from myself. It was so intoxicating, I reacted completely on instinct and begged for his touch. His slender fingers wrapped around my cock were snug and hot, feeling like silk against my heated shaft.

The rapid progression of that kiss to this man snuggling against my chest like a puppy is still quite disorienting. These thoughts and feelings he brings out in me are too new, I can't understand them. Even now, I can't stop enjoying the touch of his skin.

I should be embarrassed, laying partially undressed with a naked man. I don't. Maybe it's the bond that Alec had told me about, but it feels extremely natural. I'd been trying to sort out my feelings. I even questioned Braden earlier, about what he wanted in his mate, hoping for something that would end this confusion and let me put all thoughts of the other man aside.

No success. Even with not being able to imagine the kind of life Braden described, about living in the pack and raising children, one thing was clear. A knot formed in my gut at the thought that I couldn't give that kind of life to him.

Then, Braden's interaction with Reed only pushed me further into the deep end. Possessive thoughts consumed me and now... well, now I'm here.

Letting out a slight whine, Braden starts to wake up, stretching out his whole body at once. Spread out on top me as he is, his arms stretching up and away, I get quite a show. The room has darkened a little as the sun started to go down, but I can still easily see as the blanket slides down.