Page 16 of Beta and the Beast
I've never been this horny in my life. I don't even think betas are supposed to get this horny. He's done something to me,some weird alpha magic, and this is why alphas are never to be trusted.
The vacant apartment door creaks open, and I let out a scream so loud that I won't be surprised if the other apartment owners call the cops on me. It's not too late, and it's Friday night, but a woman screaming is never a good thing, especially now that alphas have started to invade our space.
I scramble to get into my apartment, not knowing who's in the vacant apartment since, as far as I know, no one lives there. I don't even make it into the threshold of my doorway before there's a hand wrapped over my mouth and another around my waist as I'm hauled backward and plastered to the front of a huge, strong body. I flail around in his hold until the soft fabric of his clothes has something clicking in my brain. I whip my head around fast, glaring daggers at Romulus. He's smiling down at me like a cat who just caught a mouse.
"Calm, little beta," Romulus purrs, the sound coming through him easily, unlike Fenrir, who sounded like a broken motor for the first few weeks of being mated to Lilah.
As far as I'm aware, beasts don't enjoy purring, but here's Romulus doing it without even thinking about it. It makes me wonder who else he's purred for. That thought has me snarling behind his hand. I get my teeth around the fatty part of his palm before biting down hard. Romulus's purr turns into a growl in an instant, his muscles flexing as he lifts me off the ground and carries me into my apartment.
"I heard a commotion outside. I came to check to make sure you're safe, and my thanks is a bite to my hand?" Romulus snarls in my ear, but his voice is more taunting than anything.
It has my stomach swooping and twisting. I don't know if I want him to be angry with me or go back to purring. They bothdo different things to me. Things that shouldn't be happening due to my dynamic.
"Silly beta," he says as he spins me around, his hand still clamped over my mouth, his blood a sharp metallic taste in my mouth. "You should know I'll take your mark anywhere. Should I repay the favor?"
His eyes glow something fierce as he asks, and involuntarily, I tilt my head to the side. I don't know where the instinct comes from, but it happens quickly. Before Romulus can get the wrong idea, my eyes widen, and I straighten my head.
He studies me for a long moment before narrowing his eyes on me. "Are you going to behave?"
I don't give him a response. I just glare at him.
"Good enough," he says with a shrug before releasing my mouth and standing up to his full height.
He looks around my apartment, his eyes bouncing around like it's the first time he's been here. It's not. I can smell just how much he was already in here.
"Why are you here, Romulus?" I ask, hoping my voice sounds more exasperated than needy. I can't help the low thrum of pleasure rippling out from my lower abdomen and causing my thighs to rub together as discreetly as possible underneath my shiny metallic skirt.
"You were out late. I wanted to make sure you made it home safe," he says, not looking at me.
I cross my arms over my chest, accidentally lifting my breasts in the process. Okay, so maybe he was looking at me in his peripheral vision, and when he saw my breasts plumping up, he decided he wanted to give me his full attention. I roll my eyes as his cheeks heat at being caught. I doubt it's Romulus's embarrassment since he's still ogling me, but Henry seems to be embarrassed enough for the two of them.
"I was out with a friend," I tell him. "And you don't need to watch out for me. I don't know what you think is happening, but it's not."
Romulus lifts his eyes to mine, tilting his head to the side in a way that makes him look even more predatory.
"What do I think is happening?" He pauses, his gaze falling down my body and then back up, making more pleasure bubble up inside of me. "I think your beta cunt is dripping and hungry for its alpha. I think you need me, but you're too scared to admit it. I think you like that I scared off that beta because we both know he can't give you what you need."
He takes two large steps until he's right in front of me, his chest brushing against mine, making me aware of the hard pebbling of my nipples and just how sensitive they are. Romulus grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger, lifting my face so we're staring at one another.
"Do you know who can give you what you need, little beta?"
Am I more horny than I've ever been in my life? Without a doubt. But I'm not about to tell Romulus that. No, he can think he knows I'm hot for him, and in my head, I'm banging him in all kinds of ways, but I'm not going to admit it. Not when he cock blocked me, manhandled me, and now wants me to tell him I want him. Nuh-uh. Not going to happen.
"I need you to leave," I tell him, my voice even and controlled. Mentally, I give myself the biggest high five.
Romulus's lips pull back in a snarl, but he keeps purring. He's trying to keep me calm, keep me loose and easy for him, so I'll admit I want him. Joke's on him. Yeah, it relaxes me, and his scent has me going almost feral, but I'm still not an omega—definitely not his omega—and he can't just boss me around.
He steps away from me, his hand lingering for a moment longer on my chin until he steps back against the door. He closes his eyes, his chest expanding big and wide as he takes the longest, deepest inhale. When he opens his eyes again, he looks feral.
"I'll leave, little beta, but just know I know you're going to come thinking of me tonight."
He doesn't give me a chance to respond before he rips the door open and stalks back to the apartment across the hall. I scamper after him, staying firmly planted in my apartment as he manhandles his door.
"What are you doing?" I ask. "You can't live here."
Romulus turns to face me, his smile wicked and beautiful. "I live here now. I decided I wanted to be close enough to smell your need for me every moment of every day."
"Smell my…" My voice trails off as I think about the moisture in my panties and the need growing inside of me. Oh my, can he smell me? My eyes go wide, my face warming so fast.
