Page 10 of Unwanted

He nodded again, running his fingers nervously through his hair before heading upstairs to the loft.

I turned on the jacuzzi and took a quick shower, feeling some excitement. By the time I got back, Liam had gone into the bathroom, still in his T-shirt. But when he came out, he was wearing only… some pretty tight speedos! Honestly, he was still really skinny, with a bony chest and thin arms, but that didn’t take away from this strange, willowy charm he had.

There was something innocent about him, almost like he didn’t even realize how cute he was. And yet my pervy eye ogled his entire body: his flat abdomen, the hollow space between his hip bones, his bulge, his slender legs.

I was already waiting in the jacuzzi as he approached. He dipped his foot in, testing the warm water, then sank in, looking finally relaxed. The bubbles were soothing, and soon enough, we were both sitting comfortably with the jets giving us a nice back massage.

Right away, I knew this was a good call. Liam visibly loosened up, even closing his eyes a little.

"Yeah, Winter was right when he said you’ve gotta get out of those mental loops we get stuck in. Life can still be good, even… enjoyable sometimes," he murmured, eyes still half-shut.

"You have no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that, Liam. Yes, sometimes, you just need to step out and get a new perspective. Life can be good, and for you, I’m sure it will be. From now on. I just know."

Liam opened his eyes and looked at me. I could tell he wanted to say something but held back, biting his lip again.

"Thanks for inviting me here. I really appreciate it. I hope you don’t regret it, though, I can be a bit… peculiar."

He trailed off like he wasn’t sure if he should keep going. For some reason, I wanted to tease a bit.

"What do you mean by ‘peculiar’?" I tilted my head a bit playfully.

Liam looked up at the sky for a moment, watching the small clouds drift by.

"I can be intense… really intense, and, well, fixated. Obsessed. When I set my sights on something, I get really… focused on it."

Should I ask? I shouldn’t, but I was kind of in a mood to hear more. The warm water relaxed me, too, and the view of his slender arms and small, pink nipples just above the bubbly water was nice and made me think about… too many things.

"And what would you wanna set your sights on?"

There was a long pause before Liam slowly looked at me, biting his lip again, like he was debating whether or not to keep talking. His cheeks were blushed, but maybe it was because of the heat and steam? Then something flickered in his eyes as he narrowed them, obviously deciding to say it out loud.

"Think carefully about whether you want me to like you, Finn, because if I do, it might cause trouble for both of us."

For some reason, I felt almost happy we were back at this topic again.

"You know, this is funny, and no one would believe it, coming from people who know me—but I’m actually really possessive, too. It might not seem like it, especially since I was with Winter for so long in such a casual relationship. There wasn’t any room for that kind of behavior between us. But that’s one of the reasons Winter and I were never a perfect match, Liam. There was no dynamic like that. I could never fully have him… and if I couldn’t have him, I couldn’t fully give myself, either. Do you understand? That distance between us kept me from fully committing. But that doesn't mean it's not what Iwant deep down inside: an intense relationship, being crazy about the other person."

Liam stared at his hands, which were just under the surface of the water, gently moving his fingers.

"But you’ve had other relationships, right? Did you ever meet someone else who was more… well, unhinged?"

"In my workplace, I mostly met people like me—other teachers, professors. Kind of dull. Maybe it’s just something about teachers when they date each other, or maybe it was just coincidence, but I never had a relationship like the one I imagined would suit me best. Something really close, really possessive. Sometimes, I think I should’ve been born an alpha." I snickered. "I’ve found this… deep urge inside me to dominate the other person in a way…" I trailed off, realizing I’d said too much. I shot him an uneasy look, gauging his reaction.

Liam was staring at me with wide eyes.

"In what way? Like, sexually?"

I cursed under my breath, wishing I hadn’t brought it up.

"Um. Yes and no. But I’m not gonna go into my fantasies. I’d probably freak you out, and you’d run off. I really think you should stay here for a while, relax, and take a break from the world. You need to feel safe here. I don’t wanna bother you with my weird daydreams."

Liam seemed even more intrigued. I’d somehow achieved the opposite effect. Maybe… subconsciously, I wanted it?

"Tell me," he said in that oddly coy voice.

I clenched my jaw. Yeah, it won’t look like I resisted much, but suddenly, I didn’t give a damn, and I finally said it: "It’s about how alphas bite omegas… how they knot them. It… appeals to me," I muttered, barely believing I’d just blurted it out. Quickly looking away, I added, "But I’m a beta. So, it’s just some dumb fantasy."

Liam was quiet for a while before unexpectedly murmuring, "I’m not a stranger to cross-gender fantasies. Sometimes I’ve imagined being in heat… or pregnant. Having my own kids. But that’s a pretty common fantasy for betas, right? Wanting to be another subgender."

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