Page 154 of Ruined Beta

We’ve been fucking for hours, and it’s not an exaggeration. The sky got dark outside the blinds at some point, and it made no damn difference to any of us. We stayed locked in our positions, coaxing as many orgasms out of our woman as possible while E.A. filled her swollen belly up with his cum.

If she’s not pregnant by now, she will be by the time she’s done claiming Spencer and Echo.

“I don’t think I could come one more time,” she says, laughing lightly. “And forget walking any time soon.”

“Well, you can’t walk around if you’re making sure you stay full of E.A.’s cum until you’ve got a baby growing in there,” I tell her. “So, you’re all good.”

“You can lift her off me,” E.A. suggests. “And I’ll get a pillow so she can lie down properly.”

I let my dick slide out of her ass, and then I lift her off his unknotted cock.

Cum starts sliding down her thighs immediately. She must be so damn full of it.

I lay her down, letting her ass rest on the pillow E.A. placed down for her.

Scooping the cum from her thighs, I ignore the temptation to taste it.

There’ll be plenty of time for that later.

Right now, this belongs inside our woman’s pussy.

“Can’t let you drip out,” I murmur as I push it all back inside.

She moans as I finger her, and the temptation to stroke her clit and lick her lips comes and goes.

She needs rest now, and I need something else.

I glance at E.A. as he gets her comfortable.

He places her hand over her pussy. “Be a good girl and keep all of that cum inside you.”

He kisses her, and she sighs again before her eyes close, and she starts to fall asleep.

“It got late fast,” I tell him. “We should let Echo and Spencer know what happened.”

“They can probably guess,” he reminds me, as he moves closer and kisses me slowly, softly.

Fucking hell. He’s still going to claim me, even after all of that.

I can’t imagine I’ll be quiet with his knot inside me, and I don’t want to wake our mate up.

“Should we go into the living room?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “We should stay close to Leanne. She sleeps well. We won’t wake her.”

I’m not so sure about that, but I don’t question him.

He’s my Alpha. I accepted that a long time ago.

I do what he tells me. I nod.

“Where’s the baby oil?” he asks.

Oh, right. We don’t have Echo with his Omega slick that doubles up as the perfect natural lubricant.

I feel around until my fingers close around the bottle. “I’ve got it.”

I’m about to pass it to him when he turns around.

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