Page 181 of Defiant Beta

I need to be inside her like I need to breathe.

Wrestling my clothes off, I toss everything to the floor and grip the base of my cock, fighting back my release as I sink into the dressing table chair. I watch her ride Levi up and down, pumping my cock with each thrust.

Della breaks Xavier’s kiss, turning to me.

Her eyes dip, and she licks her lips. My cock jerks in my hand when I read the need in her gaze.

She wants to taste.

Levi thrusts into her, and her eyes widen.

Her breath catches, and her hand tightens around Xavier, who groans, grips her wrist, and throws his head back.

She’s still watching me as Levi pumps into her with increasing speed, his hungry groans filling the room.

A soft sound escapes her, and her hips buck as she comes with a choked gasp. They collapse onto the bed, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I sit back in the chair.

I am so fucking hard, I can’t believe I haven’t come yet.

Seconds pass. Fabric rustles. I’m slowly, almost lazily, stroking myself as I envision I’m inside Della when a soft hand grips my wrist.

My eyes fly open.

Della.

She’s naked, standing in front of me.

Holding my gaze, she pulls my hand from around my dick and climbs on top of me, straddling me in the chair.

“You don’t have to do this,” I whisper, my body trembling. I swallow as my cock brushes her slit. “If it’s too much. You can…” A groan rips from my chest as she sinks down, and my cock slowly pushes into her dripping wet pussy. “Fuck.”

It’s even better than before. How the fuck can this feeling keep growing?

My hands clasp her hips. To hold her. To force her down the rest of the way onto my cock, I don’t have a clue. I just need her close, like this. Forever.

Our eyes lock, and she drapes her arms around my shoulders, leaning in to kiss me. “You control the pace,” she whispers against my lips. “Take what you want.”

“I’ll hurt you,” I say, my voice anguished.

My cock is throbbing. I want her too damn much to be gentle.

And I can’t hurt her.

Not again. Noteveragain.

“I trust you.” Her kiss is sweet, so softly sweet as her body swallows another inch, rippling around me. “Take what you need.”

I slant my head, dragging her into a desperate kiss. I urge her body down on top of me.

I’m rough. Rougher than I should be. My thighs quiver as my balls slap under her perfect ass. She’s making soft, hungry sounds, riding me as if she needs me as much as I need her.

I pound into her, grunting as my thigh muscles strain, and I pull her down onto me with each thrust. Her pussy makes wet sucking sounds as I plunge deep inside her. It’s crazy how much I need to please this woman.

I’m not driven to knot Della.

She’s not an omega, and I don’t need or want her to be.

I’m driven by the need to ease her hurts, soothe her pain, wrap her up in cotton wool so no one and nothing can hurt her again.

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