Page 29 of A Baby for the Beast
"Bite me, alpha." Her voice is strong, and if an omega could bark, she'd be doing it.
Can't deny my omega.
Bullshit, you love deny–
Endorphins flood our system as soon as Remus sinks his teeth into Hayley's neck, a moan slipping from her lips as her body accepts our bite and responds to our joining with pleasure. Remus's hips jerk, needing to bury our cock between our mate's legs, needing to fill her up and make this union complete. He lifts her off the ground, but once he gets her to the bed, it's not like he can lie her on her back and rut into her.
You have to let her go.
Never.
I mentally shrug and let Remus figure it out. Even if it wouldn't be uncomfortable for Hayley, he wouldn't be able to bend himself up enough to take her in missionary, which means he needs to release her neck so he can get her on all fours.
There's some purring and growling, and after a few minutes, Remus gets pissed off enough about not being able to get to what he wants that he releases Hayley's neck. He holds her face between his palms, checking to make sure she doesn't look to be in pain or like she regrets her decision.
Haven't fucked her yet, so she doesn't know she should be regretting it.
When he's sure she's fine, he tilts her head to the side, admiring the look of our teeth marking her neck right where they should be. We're powerful enough, we don't need to mark our omega high up on her neck, because no one fucks with what's ours. Even Kyle will learn to shut his mouth once he sees it. He was already backtracking when we were talking on the phone earlier, and I called her mine.
"How does it look?" Hayley asks.
"Perfect," Remus says, shaking his head. He reaches out like he wants to run his fingers over the wound, but he keeps himself from doing it. "You are perfect."
"Does that mean you'll fuck me now?" Hayley asks, bouncing on her toes as she wiggles out of his hold and darts for the nest.
Remus lets out a vicious growl, but it only makes our omega perfume for us as she struggles to get her pants off in the nest. It's not even close to being done, and we did promise her that we'd let her finish it, but she looks so good wiggling around trying to get out of her pants that there's no way we're going to put this off even more.
If she hates this, I'm saying it was you who lost control.
Whatever you need to do, Remus.
"Help me get my pants off," Hayley whines from the nest, and it gets Remus moving in the correct direction. He huffs out a laugh as he watches Hayley kick her legs around like that's going to help get the pants lower from around her knees.
"Don't just laugh, I'm your mate now, you're supposed to take care of me."
The woman knows what she's doing when it comes to needling Remus. She gets to relax and let him do all of the work of undressing her with a few words. Although I think asking us to strip her would've done the trick, too.
When she's down to just her bra and panties, Remus hooks his fingers in the underwear and slowly tugs them down her legs, trying to earn us a little time not to blow in the first few seconds. Hayley's citrusy scent fills the room, and we purr with satisfaction at our mate's scent finally filling our home. We'll get her to slick up the nest real nice and then add our own so our smells mingle together, making this nest smell safe.
Hayley lifts her hands to the back of her bra and undoes the clasp. I don't know if she doesn't realize that we haven't seen her breasts before or if she doesn't think we're as fascinated as we are, but we're watching her every move as the fabric pulls away from her slowly, revealing one dark pink nipple and then the other. Remus purrs so loudly that if Hayley didn't know we were happy with her body, she does now.
"What? Do you like my pregnancy boobs?" Hayley asks as if she doesn't know the answer. And of course, because she's a little tease, she grabs a handful of each and presses them close together, lifting and plumping them as Remus salivates over her. "They're really sensitive too. Do you want to touch?"
Remus swallows hard, nodding his head like she needs an actual answer.
"Get naked then, Remus," she says, sounding like she's enjoying the power she wields over us right now.
I'll do whatever she says.
I didn't say there was anything wrong with it.
Remus strips from our clothing without ceremony, tossing them all in the clothes hamper before joining Hayley in bed. He kneels close to her and, without hesitation, paws at her tits like they're the only thing he's ever wanted. Hayley lets him have his fill, and lets out a squeal of pleasure when he dips his head down and sucks one of her hardened nipples into his mouth and sucks. He growls against her, making her perfume, and sucks again.
"Remus, Remus," she chants, the woman who was ordering us around softening and begging with just a few simple touches. We're going to enjoy learning each and every one of the places she likes to be touched, licked, and suckled. We'll learn it all.
Not tonight. I need to be inside her.
And with that thought, Remus pops Hayley's nipple out of his mouth and helps her onto her hands and knees.
