Page 104 of The Beta's Heart

Good thing, too, because I was out of time.

The front door burst open, then slammed shut, and I fumbled with the hook of my bra as frantic footsteps pelted up the stairs. Down to my undies, I pulled off a sock and was hopping around on one foot wrestling with the other when Ty burst into our bedroom. Without a word, he pounced and tossed me onto the bed.

“Won’t be needing these,” he growled, ripping my undies off.

His eyes devouring my naked body, he stood and yanked down the front of his sweat shorts, his hard dick flying up to smack into his stomach, and I gulped.

“Tell me now if you don’t want this, Peri,” he said through clenched teeth, his voice thick and guttural. “Tell me while I can stop.”

For a second, I lay there, frozen. It was like a switch had been flipped, and I was seeing a whole new side to him. I loved his usualgentle, patient nature, butthis? Whateverthiswas, it ignited a firestorm of passion inside me, and my pussy gushed in response.

“Ty?” I waited until his eyes flicked up from my breasts. “Fuck me.”

With a snarl, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed, then hooked his hands behind my knees and spread my legs wide open to his eyes.

“Give me your hands,” he growled as he stood over me.

When I did, he positioned them to take the place of his, and I shuddered as the thick fingers of his one hand moved to peel aside my dripping folds while the other grabbed his leaking dick and guided it where we both wanted it.

Then he drove forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke.

I moaned as I felt myself being stretched wider than I knew was possible, but pleasure quickly overrode the shock of his thickness buried so deeply inside me.

Then he pumped his hips at a hard and fast pace that grew increasingly harder and faster as I held my legs open for him and met his rough thrusts with my own, my body responding instinctually to the primal rhythm he’d set.

“Feels so good,” he growled, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “I want to take you even harder.”

“Do it,” I begged. “Fuck your control, Ty, and fuckme!”

My words jolted him, and his eyes flashed with something wild and untamed. With a possessive growl, he withdrew almost completely, then slammed back into me with enough force to drive the air from my lungs.

“Goddess!” I gasped, my fingers digging into my legs as he hit places inside me that had never been touched before.

My body tightened around him, gripping his dick as he pistoned in and out, fucking me with deep, powerful strokes, and I was beyond words. Our skin slapped together, the sounds filling the room along with our grunts and moans and the headboard banging into the wall, and I gloried in it, not an ounce of shame in me, only a desperate need for my mate to keep pounding my pussy raw.

I felt my orgasm building, coiling low in my belly, and all that mattered were Ty’s endless, merciless thrusts, his upper thighs slamming into my ass cheeks over and over, and his heavy balls bouncing against my perineum.

“Tyler!” I screamed as everything spiraled tighter and tighter inside me.

His control snapped then, and he banged me like a drum, his rhythm falling apart, until, with a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself balls-deep and came with a roar as he emptied himself into me.

The force of his orgasm pushed me over the edge, too, my whole body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed through me. His dick twitched inside me, still pulsing out streams of his hot cum, and I clenched my pussy around him to squeeze out every last drop.

When he was spent, he collapsed on top of me, and I finally lowered my quivering legs and wrapped them around his waist. As I moved my hands to trace the scars on his back, he smashed his face into my neck, licking and sucking until he found my mate mark, then bit down on it hard enough to make me gasp.

“Ty!”

Do you hate me now?he linked me.

“Why would I?”

I wasn’t… I took you like an animal.

“Can you look at me?”

Giving my mate mark a final lap with his tongue, he slowly raised his head until I could see his baby blues and the emotions swirling in them, and I cupped his red cheeks in my palms.

“I loved every single second of it. You have nothing to be ashamed, embarrassed, or worried about.”

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