Page 33 of Beta and the Beast
I roll my eyes so hard I'm surprised it's not happening to our body. Romulus just talked her through an orgasm while he made her ride his hand, and now he's over here acting all sweet.
It's working on Sarah, though. Her eyes sparkle, and she leans into us a bit more. I want to wrap our arms around her, hold her tight, and never let her go, even though she's just going to talk to her brother. Still, I've decided she's mine—
Ours.
—now, which means I never want her out of my sight.
Romulus looks toward the door where Fenrir is breathing hard while his lips are pulled back. He wants to fight. He's looking for one but won't find it from us. Nope. Not even a little bit. I don't even know what has him so pissed since he seemed fine with Romulus and me pursuing Sarah last night. At least Scott was okay with it. Fenrir's looking at us like we're public enemy number one.
Romulus lets me take over our body, our eyes switching to my dark ones as I give Fenrir a soft nod, hoping to tell him I'm not just using his sister. Sure, I might be in her house right now, looking a little disheveled and smelling like her climax, but I want more with her than just fun.
I know how it looks. Most alphas who mess around with betas are doing just that. Some might promise forever with them, but there's rarely ever a mate mark that ends up on the beta's neck. No, I've seen them used and discarded too many times to count. That isn't our intention with our beta. Oh no, this isn't some game or some weird fetish where we're just wanting to see how much tighter she is.
Well, I do want to feel that.Romulus says, and our brains turn to straight porn at that thought.I'm going to have her beg for my knot. Look at her. She'll want to take it. She'll want to be a good girl for us, and good girls want to take their alpha's knot.
Does it matter that we both know she won't be able to? Not in the least, because there's something so tempting about this beautiful beta writhing on top of us as we try to stretch her to her limits. Romulus won't hurt her. He likes her too much to hurt her with our knot.
"I'd like to take you out." I clear my throat so I can speak without lust dripping from my voice. "Romulus and I want to take you out. We have something we want to talk to you about."
I don't tell her we want to talk about how soon she'll allow us to bite her neck hard enough to break skin and leave her scarred and marked as ours. Something tells me now isn't the time for that. Probably the angry beast still huffing and puffing on the porch.
Sarah sniffs before standing a bit taller. "There's no need. I already know I'm not an omega. I don't expect anything from you, and we don't need to make this weird for everyone by making a big deal about it."
I don't know which of us growls louder, Romulus and me or Fenrir and Scott. At least now I understand why Fenrir's mad at us. There's no mark on his sister proving we've claimed her, andhere she is, acting like she's not ours. He one hundred percent thinks I'm using Sarah.
I lean down, grabbing her chin between my thumb and forefinger. Fenrir doesn't like me touching her, but doesn't launch himself at me. "You're right, you're not an omega, but you're still mine. This is a big deal, Sarah, and I'll make things as weird and uncomfortable as possible until you admit that."
Sarah's lips part, and her tongue glides over her bottom lip before she sucks it into her mouth to bite down. I want to be the one biting down on her lip, but the chances of that happening today are slim to none, considering I don't think she'll relent that easily. I release Sarah's chin and turn my attention back to Fenrir. His omega is beside him, her arm curled in his, and I don't know how I missed her earlier unless she was hiding behind Fenrir in case things got ugly.
Sarah's cheeks turn bright pink as she sees her brother still snarling and Lilah beaming at us and giving her a little thumbs up. Even if we didn't admit that something happened here, the other two already know. As dull as Sarah's smell is, she tried her damnedest to coat me in it.
"I'll be right next door when you're done," I tell her. "We want to take you out." I poke my head out the door to look up at the sky. It's just starting to darken. "Tonight? Have you eaten?"
Sarah opens her mouth like she's about to argue with me, and for some reason, my lips are pulling up in a smile. I like that she's still trying to fight this. That she thinks there's a chance we'll ever let her get away from us. Oh no, we're all in, one hundred percent obsessed. She just needs to accept that she'll be bitten and claimed sooner or later.
Sarah leans in closer, her brows tugging together as she whispers to me. "I'm still not an omega. I'll never be an omega."
My smile falls, my head shaking. I want to tell her that I know she's not an omega, that I couldn't care less about that. Theymake toys to wrap around a knot if I ever need it to keep me from dropping into a rut, but what I don't need is anyone else but Sarah. She's it for me.
I don't get a chance to say it, though, because she's not ready to hear it. She thinks she's just some fun for me, and maybe that's all I am to her for now. I can win her over, though. I can prove to her that not all alphas are selfish assholes.
Oh, we're selfish, alright. I want her all to myself forever. All mine. Sometimes ours. Never yours.
I close my eyes as I try to figure out how to respond to Romulus being ridiculous. When I open my eyes again, Sarah is punching her brother in the arm. He doesn't even flinch. He stares me down as he steps to the side, enough to let me pass. Romulus howls inside me not to let anyone inside Sarah's apartment and taint the scent of it, but I'm not about to tell Sarah that her brother's not allowed in her apartment. I want to, but I'm not that ridiculous.
"Tonight, as soon as you're done talking," I tell Sarah, not waiting for a response from her as I walk the few feet to the other side of the porch and unlock my apartment.
"You live here?" Lilah asks, shock and something that almost sounds like adoration in her voice. I cock a brow at Sarah because if she didn't tell her family I was across the hall all this time, then I think that means she didn't want me to die. Based on how Fenrir's fist is tightening, I do not doubt that he doesn't like me being so close.
"I do," I tell Lilah with a genuine smile.
Sarah seems flustered about them learning about it, making me want to say even more. I want them to know that Sarah has kept me being her neighbor a secret because there's only one reason she would. She likes me. I already know this, but I need her to admit that she might be as interested in making this work as I am.
"Well, that's so nice," Lilah says, turning to face her mate. "See, you and Sam don't have to worry about her so much. Her alpha's watching over her."
My lips kick up higher, and Romulus starts to purr in appreciation at everyone knowing who Sarah's alpha is. When she throws her head back and lets out a pitiful little sound of distress, I can't help but watch her force her brother and Lilah into her apartment before they say anything else she might not want me to hear. Before her door closes, she narrows her eyes on me, looking like she wants to argue again. My stubborn beta is already back.
Five minutes with me. I can soften her.
