Page 64 of The Beta's Bargain

“I want you. Simple. But seeing that…you looked perfect. My hottest fantasy.”

She shudders, and then her fingers relax, and she curls them around me. My eyes roll, and I flex my hips, thrusting my hardening dick into her palm.

“No more of that. Food first,” Falcon says.

She wheezes and instantly lets go of me. “Sorry.”

“Sorry? Sorry! Do it again. Anytime. Hell, you just want to hold on to something. My dick is willing and ready.”

She gives me a side-eye, but I can see a gleam of amusement in her eyes.

“I have to tell you, I was surprised. I thought you were new to all this.”

Her face turns that interesting colour again. I admire it and decide I’m going to make turning her this colour a thing.

“I am new. I mean. Yes. I haven’t done…any of it. But I worked in a lot of clubs, restaurants, and lived in a lot of bad neighbourhoods. There isn’t much I haven’t seen.”

I lean in closer, throwing an arm behind her. “Do you have a preference? We all like to experiment a bit.”

She’s looking anywhere but at us, but the entire room is waiting for her answer. “I don’t know. But I liked what we did,” She whispers.

“Exhibitionism for the win.” I waggle my eyebrows at Silas.

She peers at me and then at the others.

I lean in closer, pressing my lips to her ear. “Falcon likes restraints. I like being outside and games.”

“Games?” she asks.

“Well, maybe we’re playing hide and seek. Or chase. Or maybe tag.”

She thinks this through, and then her eyes go wide.

“Marco Polo,” I whisper. “Think of me as a big kid.” I suggestively waggle my eyebrows.

She bats at me.

I laugh and glance at Dylan. I vividly remember what he likes. Being pinned down and fucked until he can’t move. Knotted.

Falcon walks around the couch and hands out slices of cake. I put half of it in my mouth in one bite.

She watches me intently.

“So, sleeping with me tonight?” I ask right as she takes a bite. She chokes, as I expected, leaving me rubbing her back and dragging her into my lap.

“Onyx, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” Falcon says clearly.

I give him a hard 'what-the-fuck-are-you-saying' glare.

He ignores me and stares at her. “You do not owe a single person in this room anything. We hope that if you want to share our beds, you will do so because you find us attractive, but if you don’t wish to, there is no obligation.”

She gapes at him. “Everyone finds you attractive.” She says at last. It’s about the last thing I think she will say.

I burst into laughter and squeeze her tighter. “Oh, you are adorable.”

“Dylan, they talk about you all the time. How sexy and hot you are. The alphas and omegas.”

I don’t like that at all. I go still watching him. My heart aches when I spend too much time studying him. Dylan cocks his head to the side and shrugs. But then, to my surprise, he leans back into Silas’s arm.

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