Page 88 of Wanted Beta

The last thing I anticipate is the feeling of his hand pushing past my jeans and my underwear to stroke my naked ass. My heart starts to race as he puts his other arm around me.

He turns so I’m hidden away from the rest of the room.

I can still hear Jack’s sultry singing and I can still feel the arousal of the crowd, their combined lust pelting me like a rainstorm, scorching my skin and making me needy with desire for a release.

Gio’s passionate kiss is a good start, but I know if I was sitting with Enzo, he’d already be licking my first climax off his hand.

I push in closer to Gio, and his hand dips when he does, moving lower and gliding over the strip of slick that’s starting to make my underwear damp. I moan softly when he rubs around my asshole, teasing that entrance to my body with the tips of his fingers.

When he plunges two inside me, I break the kiss with a sharp gasp.

He looks at me, his dark eyes full of hunger.

“Be a good Omega and relax for my touch, la freccia del mio cuore.”

Oh, fuck, he’s talking in Italian. He always means business when he’s calling me his heart’s arrow. This isn’t a tease. He’s going to give me the release I’m craving.

He knows exactly how to touch me to make me lose it, and he’s already fucking me with his fingers while his other hand moves between our bodies to undo the top buttons of my jeans.

We’re not even in the booth. That dark, enclosed space feels like another world.

This … We’re standing close to the bar, a mere few feet away from other people.

Anyone could look over here and see us.

“I don’t care who’s watching, Freccia.”

“I’m …” I whisper, not believing how turned on I am.

“Close?” he asks, as the hand that’s undoing my jeans rubs over the bulge in my boxer briefs.

“Very,” I admit, knowing it doesn’t mean anything.

An Omega can come multiple times while staying fully aroused, just like an Alpha can.

Losing control will feel good, but I won’t be done.

I’ll want more, and more.

And, like a good Alpha, Gio will want to give me what I crave.

It’s a recipe for disaster to start something in a public place, but now I know neither of my Alphas will ever deny me this pleasure.

He captures my lips again, kissing me deeply while his hands keep me close to his body.

His hands are warm and covered in the perfumed lubricant my body makes whenever I’m deeply aroused and ready to be knotted. My ass grips his fingers tight when I imagine his knot swelling inside me. His grasp on my cock tightens on reflex.

He slows down a second later, keeping his pace steady.

He rubs me against the hard lump in his pants, and it makes me even more desperate to feel something more satisfying than his fingers inside me. We’ve never gone that far in public. It’s probably a step too far, but right now if he pushed me up against the wall and put his cock inside me, I wouldn’t complain, not one little bit.

Thinking about that pushes me over the edge.

He feels it when I’m about to come, and he tugs my cock under his shirt.

My moans are lost against his lips as my cum splashes onto the hard surface of his perfectly toned stomach. The sweet, blissful sensation that washes over me directly afterward is worth holding onto, so that’s what I do as Gio releases my lips and removes his hands from my body.

I tuck my cock back inside my underwear, ignoring how hard it still is.

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