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I moved to him and Ethan all but collapsed against me, pressing his head into my right shoulder, being careful of my injured one even in his exhausted state.
“I wanted to shower, feel disgusting, and I was trying to let the others sleep but I can’t do it. I’m too tired to even get in.”
“If you’re this tired, why couldn’t you sleep? Was it wanting to clean up that kept you awake?”
He rocked his head back and forth against my chest and made pathetic little sniffling noises that were like claws sinking into my heart. I tipped his chin up, forcing his eyes to mine.
“Tell me.”
“It’s stupid Omega bullshit. I don’t want you to feel bad or anything.”
The beginnings of a growl rumbled through my chest as I spoke.
“The only thing that would make me feel bad is not being able to help you. Let me help you, Sweetheart.”
He gave me a little smile and some light came back into his tired eyes.
“You’ve never called me that before. I like it.”
I brushed my nose along his then leaned back again and moved my hand to cup his jaw and run my thumb along his cheek.
“Tell me why you can’t sleep, Omega.”
He squeezed his eyes shut and a little furrow dipped between his brows.
“You weren’t here. I knew you needed the space from the craze of the heat, but you’d been hurt, and I couldn’t see you. I just wanted to know you were alright and have you close by.”
My heart skipped a beat. I kept the rest of my hand on his jaw but put my thumb below his chin to tip his face up to mine. His eyes sprang open at the implication of my hold, then slid shut again as I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. His lips were chapped and likely tender from the days of abuse, but he tasted like sweet cream icing and cinnamon sugar, like sweetness and temptation: like he was mine.
He sighed into my mouth and I took the invitation of his parted lips to slide my tongue in and deepen the kiss. His hands clung to the bare skin at my waist. I hadn’t bothered with a shirt since before Shae had gone into the nest, and he moaned sweetly at the touch. The kiss went on for several moments, like nothing else existed but the two of us and where we were connected. I pulled back and he stumbled forward, just a bit, before pressing a hand gently to my chest to steady himself. Brushing my lips across his forehead, I reached to open the shower door and check the temperature of the water.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, Omega. Then you can rest, with your whole pack in your nest.”
His eyes lined with moisture again before he blinked rapidly to chase the tears away and started to undo the belt of his robe. His mind caught up with the muscle memory of getting undressed for the shower, and he stopped abruptly, his gaze shooting to my face to gauge if he’d made me uncomfortable. Heat seeped into my core and I took a step closer until our chests nearly brushed against each other, then reached out with my good arm and tugged the tie while I held his eyes. I wanted him to see there was no hesitation from me. No discomfort. His perfume exploded in the space around us, and his breath caught telling me he’d received the message.
“Let me take care of you.”
His lips were slightly parted in shock as he nodded. I pressed a chaste kiss against them, then let my fingers trail down his neck to catch the collar of the robe and slide it off his shoulders. His neck and collarbones were a mess of love bites and fingerprint sized bruises from the days of fucking. It simultaneously set off my protective instincts and made me want to mark him up myself. Trying to be aware of the fact that he’d been having sex for three days and was completely exhausted, I valiantly kept my eyes above his chest, even as I loosened my pajama pants and let them slide down my legs, so we were both naked. I kept the sling on but stepped back into the spray, tugging him along with me. His eyes caught on the sling for a moment and he froze.
“Wait, can you get that wet? What about your bandages?”
I chuckled and soothed a hand down his bare back as I moved him closer.
“It will dry, and the bandages are water-safe. Shae will change them if we need to when they wake up. Now, I want to wash you if that’s alright?” He gave me the most enthusiastic nod I’d ever seen, and my smile broke widely across my face. “Good, but I’ll need your help with the bottles.”
I handed him the scentless shampoo bottle and he squeezed a quarter sized amount in my hands before putting it back on the shelf. He tipped his head to wet his hair, showing off the line of his throat and the sharp angles of his jaw. Fuck, he was gorgeous. His eyes closed and his lips parted in an exhale as he gripped my waist for balance. A few droplets of water slid down his temple and across his cheek. I wanted to lick them. He brought his head back upright, but kept his eyes closed, and I cleared my throat before I began to massage the shampoo into his hair. Washing someone’s hair one handed was a bitch. I tugged gently on Ethan’s hair to get him to rinse his hair in the spray.
“We’re doing this again when I can use both hands.”
The bubbles slid down his chest and along the slight divots of his abs. I watched his dick go from a semi to fully hard as his perfume filled the enclosed space at my words. I couldn’t stop staring at his dick, comparing it with the only other dick I’d ever interacted with, mine.
“Just ignore that. It’s always overeager; just Omega bullshit.”
Ethan’s neck and cheeks darkened, and he reached over to grab some scentless body wash to avoid looking at me. I stepped closer so the head of my own hard dick could slide along his shaft. I needed him to understand just how little I wanted to ignore that he wanted me. He dropped the bottle and it clattered loudly against the tiles before his wide-eyed gaze shot down. He groaned as I rocked my hips just enough to tease at friction. His head came up and his eyes bounced back and forth between mine as I took another step.
My useless arm was between us, blocking my view of where our hips were pressing together and trapping our hard, soapy lengths against our stomachs. Ethan was practically vibrating. Either from need or from the force of holding himself back to not push me too fast. I couldn’t tell. I tried to reach out to see what I could sense from that faint bond where he had appeared but all I could sense was excitement and raging lust. Suddenly, I felt nervous about my lack of experience. When it came to our packmates, I would absolutely be the last off the bench since I’d only had one partner before Shae, and that had been an awkward fuck when I was trying to figure my shit out.
“I—Ethan, I’ve never…” I grimaced at my clumsy confession. “With another guy. I?—”
