Page 16 of The Beta: Part Two
“Nathan. You're a fucking pervert. How often do you watch them? They don't even know, do they?” I hiss.
He isn't bothered, “she knows. Jasper doesn't. She doesn't mind.”
Well, fuck me. She doesn't mind knowing that Nathan sits in here and watches her get railed by his omega. What a night.
“I'll try, princess. But I don't know if I can. It feels like I'm taking something from you. Like I'm hurting you. I know you're saying otherwise, but it's hard to stop thinking it. Bianca gave me the most ridiculous toy and I was hoping that would be enough,” Talia sounds tired, but not in a physical way.
“It doesn't matter what kind of toy, you need more than that. There's more involved than just sex. Omegas need other kinds of comforts when they're in heat. Growls, purrs, scents, things like that. Things they have that I don't,” Jasper sounds tired, too.
“What if,” he takes a breath, “what if we called Corso? You have a positive, functional relationship with him. Do you think that would work?”
She shakes her head, “no. Your alphas would never agree to you being there while hehelpsme. And I don't want to hurt him. He's a good man, a good alpha. He doesn't deserve to be used like that.”
She's right. We'd never let Jasper in the room with Corso without us there, even if all of Corso's attention was on Talia.
He nods, “okay. Let's think about it some more then. No sedation, though. That much is decided. Can I keep fucking you now? I don't know how but I'm still rock hard after all that.”
She actually giggles, and starts grinding her hips.
The last thing I see before Nathan shuts off the camera is Jasper sucking a nipple into his mouth and Talia looking over her shoulder and raising her hand to discreetly flip off the camera.
I wonder how bad it would be if I fell in love with her, too?
I could easily let myself fall in love with Talia, she's just what I like in a female, and she's so good with Jasper.
I could definitely love her.
Chapter eight
Trent
I go back to the kitchen and Nathan helps me clean it up. Devon and Kaleb sit at the table like kings while we do the work.
“She's wrong,” Nathan says, “you have to show her she's wrong, Devon. You know this is all you. We may have kept it professional with her, but we were friendly. Even Kaleb was friendly. You need to fix this.”
Devon leans back in his chair, “I know. I just don't know how. I'm too worried about fucking everything up and I just make it worse when I try to do anything. Am I supposed to try to date her or something?”
I snort. “No, she'd fucking hate that. If she's as worried about coming between us and Jasper as she says she is, it's going to take more than a date anyway. We need to find a way to show her we can have both of them without taking away from either of them.”
But fuck if I know how to do that.
After everyone goes to their rooms for the night I slip into Jasper's room where he and Talia are burrowed in a tunnel of their own making. I very carefully look for a way in without messing anything up too much, when I find an easy opening I slither up alongside them. It takes a moment to sort out which limbs belong to which of them, but ultimately I decide it doesn't matter because it feels like they're both reaching for me.
Jasper hums softly and happily in his sleep when his foot wriggles over to hook around my calf, but Talia's eyes are now wide open and staring at me.
She is in the middle and facing me.
“Is this alright? Can you stand it?” I whisper to her, and she looks at me the whole time she's deciding.
After a stretch of time that I have to fight to be still for, she cautiously places her hand across my hip and I reach around her to gather up Jasper and pull him toward me, which pulls her closer to me, as well. We end up with her head nuzzling my chest and her arm behind her wrapped around Jasper, and our legs so tangled up together that there's no way to know whose legs are where.
This might be the best feeling I've ever felt. The nest smells like them and I'm soaking in it. It feels so good that I start to purr just for the sheer pleasure of doing it. Then she's doing that soft omega purr along with me and it feels like bliss. I want this every night.
“I want you, you know,” I say softly, not letting up on my purr. “I want you, and I want him. I want you both. And I want this every night you'll let me have it.”
I thought she was asleep, but when I feel her little hitch of breath I know she heard every word.
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