Page 14 of The Coveted Beta

My pussy is drenched and likewise throbs.

He turns toward me and brushes his knuckles absently back and forth over the swell at the side of my breast.

“Your wife has beautiful tits. I don’t think I really appreciated them before. Always closeted away behind her... dress. Imagine how full these will be when she is with child. I can well imagine that a naughty wife like Clara would seek her husband’s lips to ease the pressure when the little one is full.”

My pussy clenches savagely.

He returns his fingers to my nipple, seizes it and tugs vigorously, and my whole body locks up as pleasure tears through me.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! I come, panting, gasping, my pussy clenching over nothing, shocked by this turn of events.

“There,” Frederick says, finally releasing my poor abused nipple. “I think we have established that Clara is one such woman who takes well to an alpha.”

I sit there, panting and confused, staring at my hands resting on my lap and so hot I fear I might catch fire.

“Of course, some try to fake it. Most alphas are wealthy. They want your wealth but don’t care much beyond that. A canny alpha knows. See how she’s flushed all the way to the upper swell of her tits.” He traces his fingers with his words. “Such a reaction cannot be faked. Clara truly is the preferred kind of beta. The kind that responds. It would take only a small amount of preparation for her to take my cock. It would take considerably more work before the knot. You are a very lucky man to have such a sweet and lusty wife who is so very responsive.”

“I would like to see you with her.”

“Husband!” The word is punched from my lungs, while at the same time my pussy releases another flood of arousal.

“Hush, Clara.” Frederick settles his hand on the back of my neck again. “We have already established that you are a little woozy from my pheromones. You couldn’t even be trusted to make a sound decision at this point. If I were to take my cock out, you’d be trying to stuff it into your sweet mouth.” He traces my lips as if daring me to dispute this. I find I must fight the urge to open and suck the digit into my mouth. “You would not even care that your husband is watching; that he can see what you do.”

A whimper escapes me. I don’t think any of us is sound of mind at this point.

My husband has just offered me to another man, and I think that surely we are all very much doomed.

Chapter Nine

Frederick

Alex has made the offer, and there is no going back. His sweet wife has just come apart, and all I have done is toy with her nipples.

Gods, she is a wonder. Sweet and yet with perfectly filthy needs. I envy him that he has all this.

Except, I now wonder: what am I? A fancy? Simply part of a little game that they choose to play for the next day or two and then no more? I don’t know what I am: besides being an alpha, and dominant. Until the point where he tells me to fuck off, I’m going to let that side of me out.

I close my arm around her waist and pluck her from where she sits, putting her onto my lap.

“Oh! What?” She squeaks and frets a little. But I keep my arm tightly clamped around her waist, enjoying her small struggle and the way her beautiful tits jiggle around.

I lick my lips. Gods, I could play with them all fucking day… and I probably will. I don’t know how much time I have with her, but I’m going to enjoy all of it.

Cupping her chin, I turn her to face me, and I brush my thumb over her lower lip. Her eyes are round and a little glazed. “Is it not more comfortable to be sitting on my lap?”

She nods slowly.

“Give me words, love.”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Good girl. I want you to enjoy what we do, even if it is a little uncomfortable at times. And it will please me greatly to have your trust. You like to please, don’t you, Clara? You like to be a good girl.”

Her breathing quickens as she gazes up at me. “Yes.”

“I thought so. Now, rest your head against my chest while your husband and I talk.”

I kiss the top of her head as she settles, drawing her sweet, aroused scent into my lungs. I keep my hands neutral, letting her get used to the feel of me. Her pretty tits are still out, so she is already becoming accustomed to having her body exposed.

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