Omega and the beast

Chapter 19

I stared up at the ceiling. The whole day had been strange. Nice, yes... but strange. Strangest of all was how my birthday was spent with not only my family and Mike... but with Reed. And it was he who made the day fantastic, and he doesn't know it himself.

No matter how much I tried to fall asleep, it didn't work. I turned from back to stomach, turned the pillow and even tried to count sheep. But it all was impossible when I knew Reed was sleeping in the room next to me. All I wanted was to be close to him, to smell him... Just to see and feel him.

I bit down a moan as my hand hugged my so aching dick. As soon as we all went to bed I needed to take care of the strong need I had. The need to release my lust. I spit in my palm before palming my erection greedier, coding my dick with slick.

I let my hand work while my brain imagined how it was Reed's strong and firm hand. I tugged, twisted and rubbed, squirming against the mattress at the same time.

Broken moans left my mouth, and I turned my head to bite my pillow. I jerked my dick as if life depended on it, quivering and yearning with a skin almost on fire! I tugged on the base, rubbing over my balls...

My toes curled when I pushed myself over the edge, spurting cum all over my hand and over my boxers. I panted silently, staring out the window. I might have eased my needs for now, but my yearning remained.

I crawled out of my boxers and tossed them in under my bed before reaching for the box of napkins standing on my nightstand. I wiped my dick and hand clean, then tossing everything in the bin under the desk.

I grabbed a new pair of boxers, pulling them on while glancing at the door. My body ached, and my skin itched. I blushed. Pull yourself together, Ryan!

What would Reed say if I snuck into his room? But he probably slept already... And he who is so sophisticated, to sneak around is probably not directly disciplined in his eyes.

I lay down in bed again, smiling at how Reed held my hand yesterday. And how he caressed my cheek. He was so gentle. I giggled at his almost embarrassed expression over my flying dick drawing.

I glanced at my old alarm clock. Just after 2am. I sighed and closed my eyes. But I could only see him in front of me. Just the thought of him made my whole body to tingle and burn. I needed him, I... I needed to feel his closeness.

But... I didn't dare. I was terrified that my feelings wasn't answered, even though I knew they was, or I hoped... He could just have been kind, right? Nothing more than that? Mike and I was cuddly together like brothers. But... No, he claimed it was more and Becca too.

Should I go to Reed? Yes, no! I found myself almost getting anxious about my shilly-shally. Making the decision to step up and go to him felt too crucial, somehow. I didn't want to ruin anything. But what was it to ruin anyway? Why can't I be as strong as Chad or Vendela? Even Becca!

But... I am strong. I fucking am! I just must make the decision, not being afraid of being disappointed. I am capable of doing it! Be brave and determined.

I tossed the blanket aside and sat up again to go to the door, when I could see the door handle slowly press down. Surprised, I saw how the door was pushed open and how Reed's figure towered in the doorway.

Like a large, dark silhouette against the slightly lighter night darkness in my room, he stepped in and closed the door behind him. My heart made a jump in my chest, and I took a quiet but deep breath. The familiar scent... His eyes almost shone in the darkness as he stood there, examining me.

"Couldn't you sleep either?" he then asked softly, and his voice was like honey embracing me. I smiled at him while shaking my head.

"No... It must be because of the cake," I snickered low as I looked down at my half-naked body.