Chapter Six
Sky
"Hey, Sky? Can you hear me? I need you to wake up."
A soft voice insistently called to me. I groaned and tried to force my eyes open. They cooperated on the third try.
"There you are!" Sebastian was kneeling by the bed. "Good."
His hand rested gently on my forehead for a minute. "Your fever is down. Even better." He studied me thoughtfully. "How are you feeling? Do you think you can stand?"
I gave it some thought. Whether or not I could stand, I was going to have to try to because I desperately needed the bathroom. I managed a small nod, noticing that my head didn't swim this time. That had to be an improvement.
"Perfect." Sebastian eased the covers back and carefully lowered my legs until my feet rested on the floor. Then he slid one hand behind my back and eased me to a sitting position. "This is going to hurt like hell on your feet," he warned me. "I've got a painkiller ready to go when we get you back to bed, but I don't want to risk it kicking in while you're walking." He gave a small laugh. "I'm not sure I can get you back into the bed if you fall."
That was when I realized that Colt was still asleep and his Alpha was nowhere to be seen. He caught my curious glance and shrugged.
"I wasn't sure if you'd need help attending to your personal care and figured it might be a little less embarrassing if it was just us."
My relieved sigh caught me by surprise. I hadn't even realized I was worried about privacy until he told me he had the solution. I managed a small smile without too much pain and Sebastian matched it tenfold.
"Let's do this," he suggested. "Then we'll tuck you back in with Colt for a few more hours."
The trip to the bathroom was, well, necessary and I was grateful for the effort that Sebastian made to keep me from being embarrassed. In no time, he had assisted me with the job at hand, helped me clean up, and had me sitting on the edge of the bed as he slid a succession of needles into me.
"This is the painkiller," he said, brandishing the first one. "It has a sedative in it, but it's pretty potent, so it might make you a little goofy." It was in, out, and the puncture covered with a kitten bandage in an instant. "This is another dose of antibiotics." This time the bandage had smiley faces on it. "Finally, a steroid shot to see if we can kick your healing up." He adhered a plain flesh-colored bandage that time and offered me a small shrug. "I can't promise it will help, but it won't hurt."
Sebastian eased me back down onto the pillows and covered me with the Alpha-scented blankets. "I'm just going to sit here for a few minutes to be sure that you don't have a reaction, okay?"
"Thank you." The mangled words were barely a whisper, but they made Sebastian absolutely glow.
"My pleasure, Sky." He leaned back in the chair by the bed and pulled a phone from his pocket. "You get some more rest. We're going to pull you through this. You'll see."
~*~
I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke, I found that goofy wasn't exactly the right adjective for the reaction the medication had on me.
Horny as hell was a wee bit closer.
My cock was pitching a tent under the quilts, the room reeked of arousal, and the Alpha next to me was growling deep in his throat, one hand stuffed in his mouth to mute the sound. As I came fully awake, I realized that his reaction could have been due to my hand stroking his rock hard cock.
Oops.
Before my fuzzy brain could decide what to do next, Colt gave a strangled shout and stiffened in my hand. Warm, thick cum pulsed from the tip, dripping through my fingers to land on his stomach.
"Oh, fuck," Colt moaned as I stroked him through his climax, using his own cum to milk him for the last few drops. His large hand dropped down to cover mine that was still on his softening dick. "Are you okay, Sky?"
"Yes." My words weren't any clearer than when I thanked Sebastian, but they were somewhat stronger. "He said..side effects."
Colt obviously understood, because he laughed. "Those are side effects?" he teased. "I may need to get a dose for myself."
In addition to being hard enough to drill steel, I wasn't quite up to laughing yet. Instead, I tugged my slick hand free of his and burrowed it under the covers, but the bandages on my arms wouldn't let me bend enough to stroke myself.
"Can I help?" Colt asked, shoving the covers aside to reveal my erection.
I nodded, my breathing speeding up at the thought. I'd never had an Alpha – or anyone else, really – get me off. I steeled myself for his touch, but when it came, it was his hands gently pinning my hips to the bed.
I had the briefest instant to wonder what Colt was doing before I was engulfed in his hot, wet mouth. Blame it on my injuries or the medication or my inexperience, but he'd barely closed his lips around me when I spilled into his mouth without warning, nearly choking him with the sudden rush of thick fluid.
Colt swallowed it down, managing not to lose any and then lightly sucked me clean, chuckling against my shuddering flesh when I whimpered. "Feel better, Sky?"
When I didn't answer, he repositioned himself at my side and laid my hand back on his tummy. "It'll be time to get up soon. See if you can sleep a little more."
I was fast asleep before he finished his sentence.
