Page 49 of Beta and the Beast
"I can take your cock, alpha," I whine as he thrust a finger inside me. I wasn't expecting it, and the stretch of him reminds me of just how long it's been since I've had sex.
"You're going to strangle my cock, baby." Romulus purrs his appreciation for my pussy as he adds a second finger to the first, still thrusting in and out of me. He hooks his fingers inside me, pressing on that place deep inside that has me gasping in pleasure.
"Need to stretch you out, or I'll hurt you," he says more to himself than to me, but I don't object. I can't speak when he drags his fingers across that delicious spot every time he pulls his fingers out. I hold the comforter so hard my knuckles are white, and my whole body is wound so tight it feels like I'm going to snap.
"I want you to come on my fingers. Do you think you can do that for me?"
Romulus is talking, reassuring, and asking questions, but I'm getting delirious with the pleasure as he keeps a steady pace inside me. He adds a third finger, and a moan so guttural and animalistic leaves me that I'm not surprised his purr rumbles harder.
"You look so pretty stretched on my fingers. Going to look so good stretched on my cock. Mmm. Your pussy feels good when I touch you right…here." He sounds smug as he drags his fingers across the same spot, this time not retreating but hooking and unhooking them in the same place as it seems to wind me tighter and tighter. "Are you going to come for me, beta?"
I shake my head, not because the answer's no, but because there's no way I can answer him right now. Thankfully, Romulus seems to understand my struggle and chuckles softly as hepresses more of his weight on top of me, warming me with his heat and presence and making me feel safe with his contact.
"Be a good beta and soak my hand, baby," he murmurs next to my ear, his nose nudging me in a playful way that starkly contrasts with everything else we're doing. My whole body tenses as the first flutter of pleasure breaks through.
Romulus talks me through it. His words are a mixture of reassuring and dirty, and they make everything that much better. "Just like that. Grind against my hand if you need to. Open your mouth. There you go, let me hear those pretty sounds you make. You can keep going, ride out that pleasure. You deserve it. You deserve all of it."
I suck in a deep breath when I start coming to my senses. Romulus is planting kisses against my neck, over the bandages. His fingers are buried deep inside me, keeping me stretched, but he's stopped moving them.
"Good little beta. You make your alpha happy."
I flush at his praise, feeling myself tighten against his fingers. He feels it, too, his lips at my neck turning into a feral smile.
"Do you want to make me even happier?" he asks, not waiting for my answer before pulling his fingers out and notching the thick head of his cock against my entrance.
"Oh, please, alpha." I reach back to claw at his thighs, urging him to take me, to fill this dull ache inside me in the way only he can. "Please, fuck me."
"Hearing you beg makes me want to keep you just like this," he tells me, pushing away from me so he can sit up straight.
I turn enough to see him staring at where we're about to be joined, his eyes flashing even brighter as he thrusts inside just enough to have me gasping and clawing at his thighs even tighter. He pulls back, his face feral in need when I cry out.
"I'll give you what you need," he murmurs, thrusting just the tip in again, the feel of it stretching me wider than any other man I've ever been with. My whole body shakes as I think about how I'm going to take it all, or at least as much as I can.
"You open so well. Relax for me. Deep breath. Good, there you go." Romulus talks me through it as he thrusts deeper.
The burn of the stretch is nothing but pleasure as he takes his time to open me. He doesn't take me in one quick thrust, ripping and tearing a way for himself. No, he's gentle with me, even if the grip he has on my hip is brutal enough to bruise, and the fire in his eyes tells me he wants to snap his hips against my backside and take me hard and fast. In time, but right now, I need to adjust to my mate.
"How do I feel inside you?" he asks, and incoherent sounds fall from my lips. I try to tell him, 'So good. So big. So much.' but it all comes out as needy whimpers, whines, and moans.
"That good, huh? You feel good, too. The perfect little cunt to take my cock. Perfect little pussy to feed my seed."
My eyes all but roll into the back of my head as Romulus thrusts until the only part of him not inside me is the rough skin of his knot. It's already starting to swell, telling me he's closer to his climax than he's letting on. The swell of his knot butts up against my entrance, and I whimper at the thrill of trying to take it and the fear that he'd try to force it inside me. I know he won't, but he's so much stronger than me, and there are always horror stories.
"Shh." Romulus drops over me again, just like he did when he made me come with his fingers.
His body over mine helps to ease some of my worries as he pulls out to drive back in a little faster than the first time. I groanat the sensation of him stretching me. It's warm and pleasurable now. The initial sting is relieved by his care. He thrusts harder, stopping when his knot kisses my entrance before retreating again just to repeat the movements.
"You feel so good, Sarah," Romulus tells me, his fingers in my hair tightening again as he urges my neck bare for him. "Tight. Wet. Warm. Home for me. That's what you are, beta. My home. I can feel you fluttering around me. You like that? Want to know you're all I need? All I want? You are. Oh, sweet mate, you are more than I could have ever imagined."
His final words send me over the edge, rocketing me into my second orgasm. I claw at his thighs, needing him as close as I can get him. He groans as I press against his knot in my delirious state, but he doesn't take me up on the offer. No, he merely picks up the pace of his thrusts until he goes tense behind me, his hands tightening before he twitches, releasing deep inside me.
My whole body goes limp underneath him now that I've been thoroughly used. He went easy on me. I know he did because Hazel might've sent me videos to "prepare" me for this moment, just in case, and in all of them, the beasts were much more demanding than Romulus. Then again, he was willing to be even gentler when this whole thing started. I shiver at the thought of what all he might want to do to me, how controlling he can get, how rough.
I bite down on my lip as I look at him as best as I can from the corner of my eye. He's buried his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling and exhaling hard as his teeth press into a new spot on my bandage, so he's not putting pressure on my bite. It aches a little, but it's nowhere near as bad as earlier.
"Stay," Romulus purrs against my neck. I don't know what he's talking about until he pushes off of me, and I immediatelytry to whip around to grab him and bring him back down over me. I want his warmth, his connection.
"I want to see," Romulus tells me, pressing between my shoulder blades to keep me in place.
