Page 106 of The Beta: Part Two
“You don't see yourself the way we see you, bella,” he says against her thigh before he kisses it. Then he goes back to his feast.
Corso drags sounds out of Talia that I didn't think to imagine, and by the time he lets her cum my cock is so hard and aching that I'm gritting my teeth.
She's still spread out on the table, panting with her eyes closed, when Nathan takes the next picture. “That's going to be my lock screen,” he announces, grinning big.
Then everyone's phones start chiming as we all begin receiving the picture in the group text.
“Fuck sake,” Talia mumbles, and pulls at my hold on her wrists. I let her go, but tip her chin toward me for one last small kiss before I let her sit up. “This is ridiculous. I'm sitting in a fucking puddle.”
“Mmm, I know,” Corso purrs and nips the inside of her knee.
She pushes her shirt back down and reaches to tug on a lock of his hair, “let me up. I actually am hungry.”
He grins up at her.
“For food,” she clarifies, and I laugh.
She slides off the table onto shaky legs and goes to the cabinet. I groan when her shirt rides up, showing her ass cheeks peeking out from under the hem. Such a nice visual. Between her and Jasper, my dick is going to be hard for the rest of my life.
“Stop it,” she clips over her shoulder. “Nobody is allowed to touch me until I eat something. Food. Real food. I'll start handing out blowjobs this afternoon. You can all stand in line. Maybe Jasper will help. That could be fun...” she trails off as she abandons the cabinet to look back at all of us still gathered around the table.
“Eat something, Talia,” Nathan says, then groans, “Jesus, we all need to eat. We need to start building up energy stores for next week. I still might not be fully recovered from your last heat.”
She blushes. I really do love her like this. All soft and needy and ours. I could walk over there right now and fuck her over the counter and she'd let me. I won't, though. Nathan is right, she does need to eat.
She ends up making us all lunch. Jasper and Trent have made it downstairs to grace us with their presence. She sat in Corso's lap and let him feed her. She only looked completely uncomfortable, but she stuck it out. Corso enjoyed it immensely. “I don't know if I'll ever be good at this kind of omega stuff. Can't we just treat me like a beta until it's time to fuck?”
“No.” We all say it at almost the exact same time.
“Suck it up, cupcake,” Trent says and tweaks her nose, “you're our omega and we all get to take care of you. There are seven of us. Corso can feed you on Thursdays, and we'll decide the rest of the schedule from there. I don't think we'll need a schedule to fuck you, though. You don't have much trouble letting us know who's turn it is for that.”
She grabs his wrist and bites the meaty part of his hand. “Just for that you get to be last. For everything.”
“That works for me, sweetheart. That means I get to sleep with you.”
Later in the evening Talia comes into my room and leans against the dresser. I’m sitting on my new bed. I’m looking forward to breaking it in. It smells like my pack; deep woods, gunpowder, chocolatey brownies, orangy vanilla, all with a hint of cinnamon. I’ve been wondering if they took turns laying in it.
“I’m going into heat soon.”
“I know. I’ve been keeping track.”
“You’re still hurt.”
“Not that hurt.” If she thinks I’m sitting it out she’s sadly mistaken.
“Please hear me out. And really listen. I want you, Devon. I’ve wanted you ever since that first time. But I know you’re still hurting. I’m not stupid. And Jasper can tell. He told me that your abdomen still hurts when you walk, and that something in that area hurts when you get off.”
“I’m fine.”
“You certainly are. You’re fucking gorgeous, and you know it. But that’s not the problem. I need you whole. I also need you and one of the others to sit this one out and keep guard. One of you will always need to sit it out. For Jasper. He won’t go into a rut like the rest of you. He’ll be alone. That would kill me.”
I fucking hate it when she’s right. I hate it even more when she gives me reasons that are too damn good to dismiss or argue with. “Fine. I’ll stay out for Jasper. And to guard everyone. Who will sit out with me? I can’t imagine one of them would volunteer.”
“Trent did. He said he would be okay to wait it out, and he’d be there in case Nathan needs to tag him in. Apparently, I’m a lot to handle.”
“You just need the right handling. After this heat, though, I’m fucking you, and knotting you, and marking you. Jasper is going to choose where I put my mark. I told him he could.”
“I don’t care where you mark me, so long as you do it. Thank you for standing guard for this. I’ll feel so much better and safer with you watching over everything.” Then she walks over and kisses my cheek before turning back for the door.
