Oh fuck.
That feels so good, he thought as he stared down at him. His vision cleared and he stared down at his omega. He blinked fascinated by his exotic features – he was gorgeous and unique – surreal. He’d never met anyone with two shades on his face. He was… a dream.
“The garden is gorgeous. I’ve never seen anything like it,” Jamue said next to him, snapping him back to reality. Hym stumbled, but he righted himself quickly. Jamue turned to him with a concerned look on his face.
“I’m fine,” he said, pulling on his long shirt to hide his hard cock.
Fuck.
He was aching for him. His fingers itched to reach for him and pull him close so he could feel how hard he was for him.
Keep it together, Hym. You have a plan, remember?
Yes.
His body tightened at the thought of sharing his heat with him. He cleared his throat and looked around them.
“Tarymn got it done for Ludiin. He thought it would entice him to spend more time outside. But the omega feels more comfortable in his den working,” Hym said, walking down the path.
He breathed in the flower-scented air and Jamue’s exquisite scent. He glanced at the omega, unable to help himself.
A small smile pulling at his lips, he tilted his face to the side as he took in the beautiful space.
Gorgeous, Hym thought.
Desire so strong pulled at him. He itched to reach for him - the trial run be damned.
“It’s serene and relaxing. I like it,” he said, turning to him.
Hym stared at him, transfixed.
Jamue quickly looked away.
Fuck.
Hym took a cooling breath.
“I’m glad you like it. I hope you like living here too,” he said.
Jamue laughed.
“What?”
“You do realize I’m here to work, right? I’m the one who should make sure you’re relaxed and stress-free. Not the other way around,” he said softly. “I'm trying to figure out what you need from me. But it would help if you told me.”
I need you in my bed, my cock deep inside you and your hands on me, Hym silently thought. But he pushed the thought away. That would definitely scare him. But he felt…
Don’t go there, Hym told himself, rubbing the back of his neck.
He needed to stop thinking like that or their trial run would be over before his heat was even here.
That was his biggest test.
“Ahhh… I don’t need much. Your presence helps. What you did last night helped a lot. It gave me something to focus on rather than the confusion and pain deep inside me.” Hym touched the scar that ran across his chest over his long shirt. The phantom pain hadn’t been bad last night. Or maybe he’d been too focused on the omega behind him to feel the searing pain of the flaming blade. His scent, his warmth, everything about him pulled him in, anchoring him.
Jamue stopped walking and turned to him. His eyes fell to his hand. “Are you in pain a lot?”
Hym shook his head. “Happens occasionally."