Page 27 of The Beta: Part Two
I can take care of her. Reid and Alex want her as much as I do, she fits us so perfectly. I'll find a solution for her attachment to Jasper. The fact that his pack hasn't claimed her tells me that she isn't a priority here. I will make her my ultimate priority.
Just as she leans forward to give Jasper more kisses she crumples into him on a whine, clutching her stomach. I know what she needs, what will make her feel better. Jasper shushes her and gently untangles himself from her. He transfers her to my arms and slides over to pull Nathan's head to his chest. Nathan is exhausted, truly exhausted. He sighs and tucks his nose into the hollow of Jasper's collarbone, I think he falls asleep instantly.
Either he trusts me that much with his omega, or he is too bone-tired to remain awake. It's more likely that he trusts Trent, whose dark eyes are watching my every movement, to keep them protected. Knowing Nathan, though, it's a combination of all those things. Talia is perched in my lap, leaning heavily on my shoulder panting, and I stop thinking about the other males on the edges and give her all my attention.
I lift her up, reassuring her when she grasps my shoulders to keep me near, “let me undress, bella. You can take as much as you need from me, I just need to get these pants off.” She sits back on her haunches and starts tugging at my jeans before I can get my belt undone, hissing in frustration when that makes it harder to get them off of me.
She whines as another wave crests and her scent winds tighter around my ability to savor this instead of taking her with the violent desperation I feel. I finally get the wretched things off of me and kick them away, then I'm bare before her for the first time in three years. Her eyes drag down my body and she licks her lips. Then she shoves me onto my back.
She doesn't need to tease, she knows what she needs and she knows I'm here to give it to her. She seals her mouth around the leaking head of my cock and I throw my head back with a groan. Her tongue is swirling around the ridge and licking up every drop that her hands are coaxing out of my length.
When I can stand to look down to watch her, my eyes meet hers and every second I've spent longing for her hits me hard. It's almost too much to take. I never thought I'd have her like this again.
After she takes her temporary fill of me, she climbs up my body, bracing her hands on my chest. I would love nothing more than to let her ride me, but I need to be the aggressor in this moment. She needs to know I can give her what her body craves, needs to know that she doesn't have to ask for it or work for it.
I grasp her hips and flip us so that her legs are tucked up on either side of my ribs, spreading her wide. I know she expects me to fuck into her right away, but I can't do that, not until I taste her. The last time I feasted between her thighs it was without the sweet slick of an omega, I need to taste the difference. I don't think I can live without it. “Don't move, bella. Stay just like that for me. I need a taste of you,”
I purr, and she sighs and lets her head fall back. I open my mouth wide and cover as much of her sex as I can and lick her, over and over, with my entire tongue so to gather as much of the delicious slick she's soaked with. I start sucking, flicking her clit gently, pulling more and more from her. Talia tasted like heaven before, but now it's even more addictive. I lick and suck and nibble, slipping my hands under her to grasp her ass and lift her to my mouth, until she's ripping at my hair and practically shrieking; only then do I let up with one last lingering swipe of my tongue.
“Now, Corso, now. Please.” Talia is begging me to give her pleasure, to take care of her, and it is by far one of the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard. My name on her lips is something to be cherished, and my favorite sound always.
“Almost, tesoro, almost. Let me have just a bit longer to enjoy you,” I soothe, licking a wide path up her trembling stomach to her breast to suck her nipple into my mouth. I use my lips and tongue on her flesh, licking and pulling the tight, little bud so gently that she begins to mewl and claw at my upper back and shoulders. Just when I think she's on the edge of true violence, I give the nipple a sharp pull, catching it in my teeth and flicking the captured morsel with my tongue, then I release it with a pop and raise up to press my forehead against hers.
“I want to give you control of this, I really do, because I know you want it. But I can't. This will not be a calm joining, Talia. Reassure Jasper and his alphas that I would never harm you. Tell them how safe you are before I take you. I need to hear you say it, out loud, that you're safe with me.”
I need her to admit it to herself, I need the other men in this nest to understand that she is precious to me. That although my fucking will be rough and harsh, it is what she needs from me, and that she understands that she is safe. That she wants it.
She licks her lips and turns her hooded gaze to where Jasper is cuddled between Nathan and Trent, watching, “Corso will never hurt me. Even if I ask him to.”
That's all she can say, Talia is finished speaking, her heat is riding her too hard now, I can see her pupils dilating wider, the slick flowing from her is soaking my own thighs, and she is whining with every breath as her stomach muscles clench over and over.
“Of course he wouldn't, that's why we called him. He understands, like me, baby. Let him take care of you, I'll be right here,” Jasper says with a smile, his voice so full of adoration that it makes me really look at him for a moment, even though I'm poised in the cradle of Talia's hips.
Jasper loves her. Truly loves her. What is it doing to him to watch his alphas, and now me, tend his love? He doesn't seem troubled, just happy, and proud. He is proud that she's being taken care of; and exhausted.
Jasper is incredibly exhausted. Omega's aren't built to withstand a heat cycle that isn't their own, and the males do not go into rut. This is taking an extreme toll on his body. After this is over I'm getting him whatever elaborate, expensive, special, worthy gift Kaleb and the others can help me find for him to show my gratitude and respect. I can fully commiserate with Jasper. I have been forced to sit back and watch terrible things happen to her, watch her let others who are not worthy of her touch her. This is the first time since she left my home that I have seen anyone touch her with even a small amount of reverence she deserves. Jasper notices me staring at him and gives me a nod, I take it as the sign to carry on that it must be.
I thread my fingers into the hair on either side of her head and plunge my tongue into her mouth at the same time as I plunge my cock into her perfect, wet pussy. I'm not gentle, I said I wasn't going to be. I drive into her with a purpose, over and over, until I can push no deeper, and let her suck my tongue into her mouth in time with my thrusts. I wanted to fight my burning need to rut this first time because I want to remember every second, but it's becoming difficult.
I'm starting to throb and ache with the need to mindlessly fuck her until she's drenching me with her slick and milking my knot inside of her. Her hands are grasping at my shoulders and back while her thighs are hooked around my own, trying to gain leverage to make me fuck her deeper, harder.
Talia doesn't need it fast, she needs it slow, deep, hard, forcing the breath out of her every thrust. She breaks away from her sucking kiss to groan into my neck and pleads with me to give her more.
“Please, please, please,” she chants, “please, I need you. I need your knot. Give it to me. Please, Corso. I feel like I'm dying. Help me.”
It takes all my concentration and will to keep my movements from faltering. I’ll give her my knot, as many times as she needs it, but not until I feel her orgasm around my cock without the knot. As wet as she is, I'm still going to have to force it into her and her orgasm will ease the way. “Cum for me first, bella. Let me feel your pleasure first,” I growl, sweat beading on my brow.
One sharp snap of my hips later and she gives me that orgasm. One moment she's whimpering and moaning in need, the next she's gasping and crying out in elation as her inner walls tighten around me almost brutally. Only then, when she's pliant after her orgasm, do I push my tortured knot past the constriction of her opening and begin thrusting to lodge it as deeply as I possibly can.
Her eyes fly open and she starts a new wave of orgasmic bliss, screaming her pleasure, raking her nails down my back and then my chest. I let go of her hair to snatch her wrists and pin them to the floor above her, kissing her hair, her cheeks, finally her lips when I can push my knot no deeper.
My hips rock and thrust shallowly in a movement I couldn't stop if I wanted to. Then I feel it. She's milking my knot. I refused to give her my knot those years ago, and she certainly didn't beg me for it, but this...this is the ultimate pleasure. There is a buzzing taking over my head and all I can think about is how it feels to have her squeezing and clenching around me so tightly that I almost can't breathe.
Finally, finally my own orgasm barrels through me and I roar, fighting the desperate urge to bite into her shoulder. I feel my cum jet out of me and splash into her and I have to fight to keep my eyes open to watch the rapturous expressions stealing across her face. This feeling, this world ending, pleasurable contentment, feels like home.
My breath hitches, I can't keep this. Unless Talia is willing to leave Jasper, which she obviously isn't. I will never regret this, but something cold coils around my very soul in the knowledge that this will be my only time with her like this.
My pack will never take another omega. We have wanted only her for us for so long, and these few days are the closest we'll ever come to having her the way we need her. Alex and Reid aren't even angry or jealous that they aren't doing the fucking, they're content knowing that they're keeping her safe while I tend her, regardless of the odd circumstances with Jasper's pack. This is one of the worst kinds of loss, but we couldn't refuse her. We will never refuse her.
