O N H O L D
Ronan an omega dreamed about finding his mate, literally. He felt like a failure his whole life, being a boy and being an omega to his father who was beta of the pack
But when Ronan meets his mates it seems like heaven only instead it...
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RONAN
I groaned lowly, hand smoothing across the bedsheets until it hit something warm. I blinked, my vision being met with the outline of a bed-frame, being an omega. I didn't have such good night vision. I sat up slowly and carefully as to not awake whoever was next to me.
I rested my back against the bed-frame and looked over, already knowing whose bed i was in from the intoxicating scent that lingered. I looked and saw Kaidens' outline. He lay on his stomach, small silvers of moonlight crept past the gaps in the curtains and illuminated the muscles of his back, even while relaxed his muscles still were big. I noticed that his tanned skin was inked with a tattoo, it was a simple compass tattoo, north, south, east and west.
I couldn't stop the shaky hand that reached up and trailed lightly along the black ink, following the somewhat simple but intricate design. It was on his right shoulder blade, stretching across the large muscle. I was zoned out, feeling his warm skin as my fingertip tingled and i wondered if he felt this? He was sleeping, so probably not.
I stilled as he groaned lowly, my finger stopping on the N as his muscles contracted as he slipped his arm under his pillow. His head turned towards me, hair messily sprawled over his forehead. His eyes seemed to glow in the dark. I never really noticed the colour of his eyes. His eyes were very dark, a mix of green and blue, yet they seemed to glow in they dark, watching me.
"Why did you stop?" He asked, his voice raspy and deep from waking up.
"U-Um, I di-didn't know if yo-you wo-would want me t-to co-continue" I whispered, not able to remove my eyes from his.
"Well, you had no problem doing it without asking and waking me up, so you may help me get back to sleep" he grumbled as his two built warms moved further under his pillow, his back muscles contorting and moving.
"H-how?" I asked softly.
"Get on my back" he ordered and I moved the sheets off myself, noticing i was only in a large hoodie and my boxers. His hoodie.
I climbed onto his lower back and waited for him to tell me what to do next.
"Give me a massage or scratch my back or head or something" he growled lowly and I quickly smoothed my hands up from the bottom of his back to his large broad shoulders.
His skin was warm, very warm. I massaged his shoulders, rolling the taut muscles between my thumb and fingers. He groaned lowly as i moved down to the middle of his shoulder blades, massaging till i reached the bottom of his back.
I dragged my blunt nails up his back, feeling him tense slightly before relaxing. I reached his neck, massaging the sides softly as i looked at the fluffy dark blonde mop sprawled over his head, dipping my fingers into it, my fingertips smoothed along his scalp, nails scratching it softly as he groaned again and i stilled, feeling him shift.
