Escape by R Phoenix

Author:R Phoenix [Phoenix, R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Publications
Published: 2019-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

12

Omar

Omar woke to the feeling of a weight on his chest, and for a moment, he froze. His mind was filled with a myriad of possibilities, and none of them were good.

Except… There was also soft hair against his shoulder, and the weight against his chest was just an arm — an arm, then there was a leg over his, too.

He couldn’t help but think he was dreaming, because he was in bed with Van’s familiar scent in his nose, with the feeling of the omega draped across him in slumber. Van had never been a cuddler, and he dreaded the moment he woke up for real. He’d be back in Salvus, back in that terrible room with the terrible betas overseeing his every move.

But for the moment, he reveled in the feeling. Impossible as the situation was, he wanted it with a desperation that defied reason. He wanted Van, wanted to be home with him, wanted this to be something more than it had ever been.

He gingerly ran his hand down Van’s back, and it took him that long through his sleepy haze to realize Van’s morning wood was pressed against his leg.

How long had it been since he’d had a sex dream? His drive had been all but obliterated in Salvus, and he couldn’t imagine having that sort of dream now. He couldn’t help but enjoy it, though, as little as he wanted to — fuck, that wasn’t even right. He did want to. So bad, he wanted to pretend he was safe.

Van stirred against him, and Omar let his hand rest on the small of the omega’s back without stroking it any longer. He didn’t want to wake Van up and spoil the moment, knowing that as soon as he did, all of this would vanish. He’d wake up alone and collared, completely at a loss as to how to get his mate back.

But Van abruptly jolted awake, and Omar moved his hand completely, not wanting this dream to end with Van getting pissed off.

“Hey,” he whispered, afraid of the answer he was going to get.

All he got was a grunt, and he couldn’t help but snicker at that. Van never had been much of a morning person.

Omar’s own cock stirred as Van ground his erection into Omar’s side, and he fought the urge to grab the omega and pull him close, to kiss him senseless and feel those lips on his. This was his dream, and in his dream…

Van wanted him.

It was pathetic. He knew Van didn’t want him. Even if he somehow rescued his mate, as increasingly unlikely as that seemed, it would only be to get him the fuck out.

Assuming he wanted to get out at all.

“Hi,” Van finally mumbled, lifting his head for only a few seconds before dropping it back down. “What time is it?”

Omar shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“Fuck, it had to be noon when we fell asleep,” Van said. “Probably time for dinner already. Fucking starving. You gonna cook for me, big bad alpha?”

That… didn’t seem right.

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