Page 58 of Beg for It

How the hell does that work? They’re student/teacher. Beckham is at least ten years older than him.

“Anyways,” he clears his throat. “Good work. Keep it up. And remember, I’m always here to talk, no judgement. But let’s get one thing straight. We talk about your life, not mine.”

I nod slowly. “Understood.”

With a pat on my shoulder, he turns around and heads back the way he came.

“What were you talking to him about?” River’s voice has a squeal bursting free as I spin around and come face to face with a pissed off alpha.

“W-what?” I stammer. I’ve never felt so unaware of my surroundings than I am right now. Two people have snuck up on me. Where the hell did he come from?

“I asked you…” he steps closer and I swallow down the whimper lodged in my throat. My eyes widen as I tip my head back. He’s towering over me, looking all crazy and killer like, but one smell of his coffee scent and my cock is at full attention. Thank god for scent blockers and these suppressants. Lee left me with a bottle of spray, and I’ve used a lot of it just to be sure. I’m going to need to get more of that. “What were you doing talking tohim?”

He’s pissed off. And maybe a little jealous? Why does that make me even more aroused?

“He was just giving me this,” I whisper, trying to hold up my paper between us.

River snatches it from me, looks at it and then glares. “Let’s get something straight, Little Beta,” He growls, his hand wrapping around my throat.

My heart thrums, my cock throbbing and my eyes threaten to roll back with the pleasure that’s shooting through me right now.

“You are not to talk to any other man. Do you understand me?”

My brows furrow. “W-what? That’s going to be impossible. River, there’s people around me all the time. Am I supposed to just keep my mouth shut and never say another word?”

“Yes,” he says plainly. “Unless it’s to me, Brooks, or Henley. And you're free to speak to any woman you like,” he shrugs.

“You’re fucking crazy,” I huff, shaking my head.

“And your point is?” He asks, raising a brow. “Tell me something I don’t already know.”

I narrow my eyes. “I’m not doing that, River. Plus, he’s my teacher. That’s it. And I have friends that are guys. I’m not just going to stop talking to them because you tell me to.”

“You can, and you will,” River’s jaw ticks.

“Look, I agreed to put the past behind us and start over new. But if you're just going to snowplow my life, then maybe this isn’t going to work.”

River’s nostrils flair, his hand around my throat tightening. “Fine.” he grinds out. “But just know, if I find you flirting with another man, or even looking at them for too long, I will remove their dick and make them choke on it, understand me?”

His threat should have me trembling in fear, but I’ve got to be fucked in the head because it only makes my cock leak with pre-cum. “Got it,” I whisper.

“Good,” he grunts. “Now come on.” He lets go of me and takes a step back. I miss his touch imminently. I want him to wrap me up in his arms and hold me as I rub my face against his chest as I scent him.

We start walking down the path, no one saying a word. I keep sneaking glances at him, unable to stop myself.

“Keep looking at me like that, Little Beta, and I’ll fuck that tight ass of yours right here in front of everyone,” River chuckles and I almost trip over my damn feet.

Fucking hell these men.

Flashes of him doing just that has me nearly cumming in my pants.

“Where are we going?”

“Have you eaten today?” He asks, ignoring my question.

“Ah, no?” I’ve been too in my head to even think about food.

He tisks. “That won't do.” He grabs my hand, lacing his fingers through mine.

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