Page 139 of The Beta's Heart

His mouth trailed down my body, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses along the way that made my eyes roll back in my head. He paused when he reached my navel, looking up at me with a glint in his dark blue eyes, and it took me a moment to understand what he was asking.

“You don’t have to do that,” I whispered.

We’d never put our mouths on each other before, and I didn’t want to do something that made him uncomfortable, but I couldn’t deny that I was very curious to find out how it felt!

I liked hanging out with the other betas’ mates, but I wasn’t close enough with any of them yet to ask bedroom questions, and Grace was too shy for me to even bring up the topic. Posy was shy about it, too, but shedidshare how she lost her mind the first time Mase sucked and licked her clit. Of course, she didn’t describe it like that; she just said ‘when he put his mouthdown there’ because she was too prim and proper to say he ate her out.

“I want to,” he murmured against my skin, then continued his descent, spreading my legs with his hands and lowering his face between them.

I held my breath as his hot breath puffed on my sensitive folds, then nearly fainted when he leaned in and licked me from bottom to top in one slow, deliberate stroke. I cried out, my hands gripping his shoulders as his tongue delved into my slick entrance, and I squirmed and moaned as he learned how to fuck me with his mouth.

I couldn’t believe the sensations ripping through me. I felt wild, out of control, and I loved it. I wanted to ride this wave of pleasure as long as I could, especially when he added two fingers to the mix as he sucked and nibbled on my clit.

“Tyler!” I shrieked and bucked my hips as an orgasm surprised me, my body tensing into a piano wire before it snapped without warning.

He helped me ride it out, continuing to lick and suck at my sensitive pussy as my juices gushed over his face, and I had the vague thought to ask him later if he liked that. Then he stood, his hard dick straining towards me, needing to be inside me, and I watched with eager eyes as he ripped open one of the condoms and rolled it on with suspicious ease.

“I practiced in our bathroom one morning,” he grinned wolfishly. “Wyatt told me to, and I’m glad he did. I tore one and accidentally flipped another in the toilet before I got it right with the third one.”

“Fill me up, baby,” I purred, spreading my legs invitingly.

He joined me on the bed, but paused for a moment to stare into my eyes, and I realized he was making sure I was ready for him.

“Oh, yeah,” I hissed, then reached down to guide him into my waiting hole, and he took it from there, groaning as he slid into my tight heat.

“Like coming home, every time,” he grunted.

He started to move slowly, easing his length in and out of me, setting a steady rhythm, and I met his thrusts, pushing back against him as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I loved the feeling of being filled by him, of our bodies moving in sync, and the wet slapping of our skin as he picked up the pace.

I reached up to thread my fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth down to mine for a passionate kiss. With our lips fused together, Tyler began to thrust even deeper and harder. The bed groaned beneath us as our passion built, joining our heavy pants and pleasure-filled moans to create a dirty little concert of sounds.

I finally broke the kiss, throwing my head back as Tyler hit a sweet spot deep within me.

“Right there! Goddess, yes!” I cried out, digging my fingers into his back.

He grunted in response, his hips moving frantically now as he chased his own release, pounding into me and driving me towards another climax, which my thirsty body was only too willing to give him. My walls contracted around his dick, milking him as I came with a scream, which pushed him over the edge, too.

“Peri!” he shouted as he tensed above me with his head thrown back, the muscles in his neck corded and taut and the veins in his arms thick and bulging, the scars making him like some kind of warrior sex god, and my pussy reacted, clamping down on him.

Seconds later, he dropped onto the bed beside me and stripped off the condom, knotting it up and dropping it into the trash can next to the bed. Then he pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we both tried to catch our breath, and I snuggled into his embrace with a sigh of relief as the piercing pain disappeared and left only the desire in its place.

“I’m sorry I’m so aggressive right now,” I murmured after our lungs finally settled down.

“It’s the heat talking.” He squeezed me tighter. “Ash said evenlunawas like that, so I would have been more surprised if my sassy girl wasn’t.”

“I’m being serious. I have a big mouth that gets me into trouble sometimes and I can be bossy and demanding and, well, I wish I was more deserving of all the love and care you give me.”

“Whoa. Hold up.” He propped himself up on his elbow and held my chin with one hand, making me look up again. “You stop talking like that right now! I love every part of you, including your personality. If anyone is undeserving, it’sme.”

“Why? Because of these?” I rubbed my fingertips over the long scar that cut across his chest. “They don’t make you undeserving of anything! They don’t compare with your golden heart or your quiet kindnesses or your loyalty or your dedication or a hundred other virtues I could list.”

“It’s the same for me, Sunshine. When I start talking about you, the other person has to cut me off, or I’d be talking about you all day. And I don’t want to hear you say one more negative thing about yourself. You hear me, Peri?”

“I will if you will,” I challenged.

“Bet!”

“No, no, no! No bets between us! You betas and the gammas do far too much betting as it is!”

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