Page 15 of Star-crossed Betas

Fee nips and licks along my jaw and down my neck as I thrust my hips, trying to seek out more friction. Trailing kisses down my body, he sucks on my nipple, making my back arch in response.

“I love this,” he says, running his finger along the trail of hair between my belly button and pubes. I don’t have a lot of body hair, but it’s dark and contrasts with my pale white skin.

I’m not as vocal as Fee is during sex, but I love the way he seems to speak without even realising it. Telling me exactly what he enjoys and how good everything feels, reassuring the parts of my brain that worry I’m getting all of this wrong.

When I hear him uncap the lube, I lean onto my elbows to watch him. He coats his index finger and rubs it over my rim.

“Can I?” he asks, his voice deep and gravelly.

“Yeah, but go slow, okay?”

He nods, and if I wasn’t so keyed up, I’d laugh at the serious expression on his face. He pushes his finger into me carefully, and I wince. It doesn’t hurt exactly, but it does feel odd, and I suddenly regret not trying this part by myself in the privacy of my bedroom.

“Is this okay?”

“Yeah, feels weird, but it’s okay.”

The new and strange intrusion causes my dick to soften. Noticing, Fee leans forward and takes me into his mouth. I harden immediately on his tongue, and it successfully distracts me from the finger working its way in and out of me.

“Fuck, okay. I can take more now.” Fee pulls his mouth off me and adds more lube to his fingers. He returns to licking up and down my cock slowly before there’s a slight pressure of two fingers pressing in. I’m surprised to find it feels better than with only one. With Fee’s warm, wet mouth wrapped around me, I welcome the way his fingers stretch me open, and I can’t help but moan.

When he crooks his fingers, precisely brushing over an unfamiliar spot, every nerve ending in my body lights up like a Christmas tree. My hips move reflexively until I’m riding his fingers, every self-conscious feeling I have flying out of the window. Crawling up my body to kiss me, I whimper at the empty sensation when he removes his fingers. The kiss is wet and sloppy, and I’m so turned on my skin feels like it’s on fire.

“Are you ready?” he asks between kisses.

“Yeah, I think so. Please.”

“So polite.” He smirks at me and I smack him on the chest.

My irritation is quickly forgotten as I watch him pour lube onto his cock, which looks bigger all of a sudden. I can’t help but gulp at the prospect of it having to fit inside me. I try to swallow my nerves, but Fee must see it written all over my face.

“I’ll go really slow, and if it doesn’t feel good, we’ll stop, okay?” I nod and try to relax, knowing it’ll go smoother if I’m not tense. “Lift up a sec.”

I do as I’m told, and Fee tucks one of the spare folded blankets under my hips. Wrapping his hand around my cock with a firm grip, he starts stroking me, torturously slow. I try to breatheout when his tip pushes against the tight ring of muscle. He continues, pushing in slowly, and I bear down until he’s fully seated inside me.

“Are you okay?” Fee asks, searching my face for any signs of discomfort. Beyond a bit of an initial sting, I’m surprised by how good it feels. The sensation of being so full is satisfying in a way I hadn’t expected.

“Yeah. Feels good, actually. Better than I thought,” I say breathily. Fee looks down at where we’re joined and tugs his full bottom lip between his teeth.

“Babe, you have no idea how hot this looks. Is it weird if I take a photo to show you?” I almost say yes because that does sound hot, and Iwouldlove to see it, but then he pulls out ever so slightly before pushing all the way back in again, and I can’t think of anything at all.

“Maybe next time; I really need you to fuck me now, or I might actually implode,” I gasp out.

“Sorry, my bad.” His big hands push my thighs back, and I hook one leg over his shoulder and the other around his waist as he bends down to kiss me, folding me in half.

Fee moves in and out of me, slowly at first, all the way out, before plunging back in and making me moan. Using the leg wrapped around his waist, I pull him closer, encouraging him to go faster until the sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the near-empty barn.

I reach a hand down between us to stroke myself, but he leans back, dropping my legs down and bats my hand out of the way so he can take over.

Pouring the lube over my cock, Fee starts jerking me off in time with his thrusting hips. My orgasm quickly starts to build at the base of my spine. The way he rubs his thumb over the head of my dick, exactly the way I like it, is driving me wild.

Fee overwhelms me in the best way, his cock stretching and filling me, his hand wrapped around me. When I look up at him, his usually soft brown eyes are dark with desire. Affection and adoration feel like birds trapped in the cage of my chest, desperate to escape through the three words we've yet to say out loud.

What did I do to deserve him?

“You look so bloody beautiful laid out for me, taking me so good.”

And that does it.

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