Page 78 of The Beta's Heart

“If it helps, he said Dove loves it and is happy,” I told her miserably as I propped myself up on one elbow and stared down at her. “You’ve probably been dreaming of a lovely mate mark for years and this is what you ended up with and, well, I’m just really sorry, Peri.”

“What are you sorry for?” She tilted her head to one side.

“Riv messed it up. The colors are pretty, but it’s, well, the only word I can think of for it is …drippy.”

“Oh, no, Ty! This is just like a watercolor tattoo! I have a whole board on Pinterest full of them! I love this art style!”

Oh, thank the Goddess. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Then she tackled me flat on my back, and I chuckled.

“I love you, Ty,” she breathed as she hovered over me. “More than anything.”

My heart swelled at her words, and I pulled her down to lie on top of me, our bodies pressed together, chest to chest.

“I love you, too,” I said softly, my hands roaming over her back and smoothing over the soft fabric of her shirt. “Are you okay to take this off? I want to feel your skin against mine.”

She sat up on my stomach, her legs straddling my waist, and pulled her shirt over her head, and my heart pounded in my chest with anticipation when I saw she wore a simple black bikini top. Lifting my gaze to her face, I took in her lowered eyes and the way her teeth were biting into her bottom lip and wanted her even more.

If her behind slid down a few more inches, she was going to know it, too. I was rock hard already, and we hadn’t done anything yet.

Sitting up, I kissed her as my hands caressed their way down her back and found the waistband of her swim shorts.

Okay to take these off, too?I linked her.

You’re also going to get undressed, right?she linked back.I’m not going to spread my legs for someone who’s still fully clothed, Mr. James.

Her words went straight to my groin, and I groaned deep in my throat. Breaking the kiss, I flipped her onto her back as I sat up and tore off my swim shirt and chucked it somewhere behind me. Then I reached for her and stripped her bottoms off, all but drooling as I took in her smooth skin and round curves and the bare triangle waiting for me between her legs.

Wanting desperately to see the rest of her, I braced my hands on the bed to loom over her sprawled body, then trailed kisses from her neck down to the upper swells of her breasts right above her top. Her breath hitching, she wriggled her hips, and I smirked as she shivered beneath me.

Slowly, I peeled the bikini top down her arms and nearly came in my trunks as I saw her round breasts with their tight buds. Unable to wait any longer, I tossed the fabric over my shoulder, then reached out and gently brushed my thumbs over her nipples, marveling at the way they tightened further at my touch.

“So beautiful,” I murmured, leaning forward to take one hard peak into my mouth.

She moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair while my tongue swirled and flicked her nipple. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her, and her head fell back as I cupped her soft breasts and gently squeezed them as I suckled her.

My desire for her finally overcame any remaining nerves. I wanted to worship her body and give her as much pleasure as I hoped to receive. Moving one hand down, I stroked her silky thighs before sliding my palm between her legs. Releasing her swollen, sensitive nipple with a little pop, I raised my head to watch her face as I cupped her between her thighs, my other hand still kneading her right breast.

“Okay?” I whispered.

“Yes. You make me feel so good, Ty,” she whimpered, her hands clenching my shoulders. “Don’t stop!”

Grinning, I set to work in earnest, lowering my lips to nurse on her again as my other hand savored the warm velvet feel of her before I slipped two fingers inside.

Goddess, she was wet! Justdrenchedin her own juices, which made it easy for me to part her folds and search for her little pearl. Proud of myself for finding it on the first try, I stroked it carefully in a tiny pattern with the tip of my index finger, making her groan and her hips buck up.

“Ty?” she gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders now.

“Hmm,” I finally set her nipple free. “So wet and soft and warm. Feel good?”

“Yes!”

“Let me make it feel even better,” I whispered and, mimicking Alpha Wyatt’s visual, strummed her rigid little pearl.

“Tyler!”

With a grin, I left my thumb to continue stimulating her while sliding my fingers down and slipping one inside, and my eyes widened when I felt her clamp down on it. Remembering that I needed to help her prepare, I swirled my finger around with great care, then began rocking it in and out of her.

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