An Idol for the Omega

Chapter 26: Play, Cont.

Mature Content Warning

Jae

"Hey, wait! Jae... stop! No, it doesn't go there, I can do it-"

A frustrated sigh comes through the fabric of the tee shirt, which I'm trying to fit over Braden's head. Finally, I get his arms threaded through the sleeves and his head pops out the neck hole. Honestly, these werewolves just get naked anywhere.

Braden seems different this morning, more forward, even turning into a playful little puppy and bouncing around the house and me. I was enjoying this lighthearted side to him, though I can't believe he actually relieved himself on a tree, right in front of me!

I'm sitting up in the yard outside the pack house, a barely covered Braden still spread across my lap. The petite man had shifted right on top of me, the golden rays of the sun breaking through the trees highlighting his pale skin. He'd taken me off guard in more ways than one.

When he leaned down to press a kiss against my lips, my mind ran wild with thoughts of rolling him over to the soft grass until I've tasted every inch of him. However, my own shyness and the need to cover up Braden won out and I soon was pushing him away and sliding off my own shirt. I still feel hot all over and knowing that his bare skin is still pressing against the front of my jeans isn't helping.

With his head and arms free, Braden rests his hands at my shoulders and looks are me slightly confused. His lips capture my attention as they pull into a slight pout. "I thought you said you wouldn't want to stop?"

Gulping, I reassure him, "I... don't. Don't want to stop."

Instantly smiling, Braden starts to pull me close again.

"No!" I say wildly, looking around even though we're alone. "Not here."

I usher Braden up and bring us both to our feet. I take him by the hand and he lets me lead him towards the woods. I'm not sure where I'm going, but Braden would either have to shift back or parade through the house dressed like that and I don't like either of those options right now. Besides, I don't want to have to make it all the way upstairs with how tight my pants are getting.

There's lots of trails leading through the trees and I randomly start down one of them. The coolness of the shade overhead almost making me shiver where the air hits my heated skin. I check back at Braden, but he doesn't seem cold. Glancing down, I realized I'm dragging him through the leaves and dirt of the trail while he's barefoot.

"Omo!" I stop and step closer to Braden, scooping him up before he can ask what's going on. With one arm behind his back and one underneath his knees, I cradle him up against my bare chest. At first, he seems surprised, but then he chuckles a little.

"It's fine, I'm pretty tough. Even if something did hurt me, I'd heal really fast."

Not sure what he means, I just pause where we're at and look around. Maybe I should have gone to the house, then I wouldn't risk Braden getting hurt. I contemplate heading back instead while Braden snuggles into my arms.

He settles in, winding his arms around my shoulders and snuggling his nose up against my neck. There is one spot that he really seems to enjoy smelling. I haven't showered since waking up, there is no way I smell good.

I feel his lips connect with skin of my tight, lightly teasing it until its sensitive. His hot breath rushes over it and it causes my groin to tighten. How can something so simple feel that good?

"Over there," he whispers hoarsely, letting go with one hand to point before sliding his fingers along the skin of my shoulder and over my chest. Without thinking, I obey his directions and stride further on. "There's a grassy patch that way."