Page 115 of Defiant Beta

He licks his lips and puts them on me. My heart leaps. A hundred thousand butterflies take flight in my chest as he licks and sucks, fucks me with his tongue. He’s so hungry to consume me, I grab onto his head and spread my thighs even wider for him.

I’m falling when he forces his clothes away even faster than he undressed me. But with me, he is so gentle. His fingers are soft and light as he skims them over my arms, down my belly, and to my thighs.

He holds me open. Face to face, eyes fused to mine. “You want this?”

“I have always wanted you.” The words are soft, but true. So achingly true that his eyes soften as his head descends.

Tongue dueling with mine, I taste myself in his kiss. And I taste him. Sweet. Rough.

I hold my breath as his cock touches my pussy. He’s hard. His fingers tighten on my hips as he pushes inward. I keep my eyes on his even as he draws a moan from deep inside of me, chest tight, breathing harder.

“Della,” my name is a tangible groan, and he’s shaking. I feel him trembling against me as his cock throbs inside of me. “Fuck. I’m moving too damn fast, but I can’t stop.”

He thinks he’s hurting me. Maybe he even thinks this isn’t what I want.

The opposite can’t be more true.

I widen my thighs, framing his handsome face with both hands. “Don’t stop.”

He sinks in another inch, a choked groan falling from his lips as I answer it with a soft sigh. I feel him stretch me. He is opening me up one slow inch at a time, each thrust filling me up and making me burn up alive.

“More?” his voice is barely comprehensible.

My moan is like a dam breaking. He pulls out and thrusts in again, sinking deeper into me. The slap of his skin on me feels amazing. The stretch of his cock feels even better.

Suddenly, we’re in a race. Thrust and groan. He’s moving faster, pounding into me as my nails threaten to break the skin on his back.

My head falls back, and my moan splits the silence of the room. Sweat drips from my collarbone.

His hands grasp my hips, force my body tighter against his, holding me there as he jerks inside me.

He doesn’t let me go.

Even as he slumps against me, his fingers tighten as if he never wants to let me go.

My heart is still pounding as he curls me against him, draws a cover over us both, and presses the sweetest kiss on my lips.They prickle in response. My heart feels so full, I fall asleep with a stupid smile on my face.

Chapter 35

Levi

I pullDella’s bedroom door open.

Xavier stands outside, fist raised, ready to knock. I nudge him back as his eyes drift over my shoulder to linger on Della’s sleeping form.

It’s still early, and it took everything I had to slip out of that bed and dress instead of staying right there forever. I covered her with her sheet and kissed her hair, wanting to stay, hating myself for what I’d done.

Xavier’s eyebrow rises. “When you said you’d look out for her, this wasn’t what I thought you meant.”

“Quiet,” I hush him as I peek over my shoulder. After I’ve confirmed she’s still sleeping, I pull the door closed behind me and motion for Xavier to follow me down the hallway. “Yes. I slept with her. You can stop looking at me like that.”

His gray eyes dip and sparkle with amusement. “Yeah, I got that with the way you're hanging out of your pants.”

“I’m not.” Still, I check to confirm it. I’m not. When I lift my head, he’s grinning at me. “Prick,” I mutter.

He’s traded his gardener’s overalls for blue jeans and a white T-shirt. His dark hair is slightly damp. He couldn’t have comeback from Haven Academy and showered that long ago. Like me the night before, he came to check on Della.

It’s become a daily habit for all of us these days to want to make sure she’s okay. She hasn’t just slipped into our home; she’s in our hearts, and I can’t imagine her not being here.

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