Page 181 of Wanted Beta

I’m about to complain that I’m not made of glass, when I feel something happening, and I start to come on his cock. His expanding cock. A glance down shows my belly rounding where he’s knotting inside me, locking his length to claim me as his mate.

I can barely catch my breath, feeling like I’m ready to come over and over again.

“Are you … Is that …”

“Yeah,” Jack tells me with a smile. “Betas can take an Alpha’s knot. I bet you didn’t know that.”

“I had no idea.”

I wish I did. It feels incredible.

Jack rubs a hand over my stomach.

“This is pretty hot,” he murmurs, glancing at Enzo.

Clearly our Alpha can feel Jack’s touch as well as I can.

It seems a knot makes everything more sensitive.

“Oh, God,” I murmur. “I think I’m about to come again.”

“Should I mark you before, or after that happens?” Jack asks, right before I cry out.

The feeling keeps rolling, making me clench around his swollen cock while he slow-fucks me.

I moan as I lay there, knowing I’m going to keep coming while he’s inside me.

He’s rubbing my most sensitive parts too well to avoid multiple orgasms.

Not that I’d want to avoid them completely. I’m just starting to really feel like I need a few seconds to catch my breath.

The next one hits, and I arch up, taking him as deep as possible and crying out in pleasure.

I sink back down with a sigh, and Jack brushes my hair back from my throat.

“Yes,” I murmur, wanting his mark and needing it to be soon. “Now.”

He kisses me first, and I’m about to have another orgasm when he bites into my skin.

Holy hell on a Sunday!

The heightened climax makes it feel like my body is soaring.

“Wow,” I murmur after I start to slide back down from that high, eyelids fluttering.

I can feel it when Enzo comes inside me. It’s hot and it’s taking up every spare bit of space that’s left inside me, which isn’t really a lot.

I sigh out a breath.

Jack looks down at me. “Well, that was intense. Are you okay?”

I start to nod, and I can feel myself starting to pass out.

It’s not something that’s happened before during sex, but this wasn’t just sex.

“I think …” I start, yawning, and letting my head move to the side.

“You need to rest.”

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