Page 40 of The Beta: Part Two
I wasn't there when she was in heat, when Jasper had to share her with the others because he isn't an alpha and she needed an alpha. I was, and maybe still am, worried that he might resent that. Now he's going to have to share her with even more of us. I don't want my Jasper to resent me, and I am the only one who hasn't touched Talia.
I should have known better. I won't be fucking Talia tonight, won't be claiming her, but I can still have this with them. I can make love with them. I undress and climb onto the bed behind Jasper, “keep going,” I tell him and place a kiss between his shoulder blades.
He shakes his head and cranes back to kiss me, a slow, needy kiss, before he begins to move inside of her again. The scent of slick is heavy in the air and I am already almost painfully hard and very eager.
Jasper laces his fingers with hers on either side of her head and she lets out a noise of pure contentment. I trace a line from the base of Jasper's neck all the way down his spine and between his cheeks to his opening. I've been curious about whether or not his body produces slick when he's with her; and if it does, how much.
That curiosity is now satisfied. Jasper is as wet as she is, and I can hear how very wet she must be every time he pushes inside her body. I smile and rub around his tight hole, enjoying his sharp gasp of pleasure. He slows his movements and I take the opportunity to slide two fingers inside him, smirking at his low groan. “I'm going to fuck you, Jasper. While you fuck her. We're going to fuck her together, me and you,” I growl from my place behind him, and he moans softly.
“Yes,” he pants, “yes, I want that. You help me fuck her, you fuck us. But slow, I want to go slow.”
I pull my fingers from him and hold the base of my cock to slide the swollen head up and down his warm crevice, covering it in his slick. He leans over her body and I watch him kiss her as I work myself into him. When her hands slide up his back, they brush against my stomach and I tense slightly, she's never touched my body before, not like this.
Talia doesn't let me hold onto that small bit of awkward discomfort, she stretches to clutch my hips and pulls me against Jasper's trembling body. She pulls my hips towards her, pressing Jasper so tightly between us, helping to push more of me inside him.
When I can go no deeper, I rest my forehead against his shoulder for just a moment and take a few shaking breaths. It has been more than two weeks since I last felt him surrounding me, and the exquisite bliss of it is almost too much to bear for a few heartbeats. I watch one of Talia's pale hands move up his side and thread through his dark hair, then he starts to thrust again. Every time he pulls out of her he impales himself on my length, and watching him struggle to hold himself up through that much pleasure is more enjoyable than it probably should be. Jasper is essentially trapped and being pushed between two points of ecstasy. His back is slick with sweat and he's making the most delicious sounds with every movement of his hips.
Saying I'm going to fuck them and doing it are two different things, and as much as I would love to violently drive myself into him, forcing him roughly into her, that isn't what they wanted for tonight. They wanted something soft and tender and that's what I'll give them.
“Are you ready, baby? Want me to take over?” I mean it as a question for Jasper, but they both answer with breathy, anguished groans of “Yes” and “Please”. The sound of them both asking me to take care of them sends chills up my spine. That is going to be dangerously addictive; I already know I'm going to be spending an absurd amount of time planning ways to recreate that sound.
Jasper holds his weight and part of mine on his elbows, giving me room and leverage, and twines his fingers with Talia's again. Her hair trails darkly over the soft gray of the pillows and I have a sudden vision of what it would look like wrapped around my fist, but that isn't for now so I push it aside. I urge my hips forward, sinking myself deeply inside him, pushing him into her. They give me twin gasps and I can't help the aggressive way my body moves in response, driving my aching length into Jasper's body. If I don't keep a tight hold on my control, this is going to be much more like fucking than I intend for it to be.
Pressing myself flush with Jasper's back, I put my forearms on either side of his and slide my hands over theirs, lacing my fingers with his and holding Talia's hands between ours. This position is more intimate, more intense, and It doesn't lend to aggression as much as me holding myself higher above them.
“Is this too much, Talia?” I ask, not wanting to crush her beneath me and Jasper. She peaks over Jasper's shoulder and shakes her head, smiling up at me. Alright, that's good enough.
I begin rolling my hips and thrusting again, Jasper curses and Talia groans. Every single movement I make drags such sounds out of them that soon I'm snapping my hips and grunting with the effort to bring even more of those noises from them. If this is how it is going to be, I will never get another productive thing done for the rest of my life; if it doesn't involve my dick and their bodies it isn't going to happen and I won't care.
I love hearing my name tumble out of Jasper's mouth when I'm taking care of him, but hearing his name fall out of Talia's in that soft, raspy tone at the same time is delicious. Watching him kiss her while I drive our pleasure is... I had no idea it would be like this. I didn't know being with them would be so consuming. Then Talia moans my name against Jasper's lips and I'm lost.
“Say it again,” Jasper groans, and when she does we both thrust forward, then she's crying out both our names and the scent of her release surrounds us in a satisfied haze.
I keep up a gentle rocking of my hips until she comes back to us, Jasper is trembling and clenching around me and I can feel my knot beginning to swell.
“Give it to me, Kaleb, I want it. I need it. Please, give it to me,” he whines.
I knew he would want it, but again I feel like that would be an intrusion. If I knot him I'll be sleeping with them the rest of the night. If I was Jasper, I would want to keep her to myself as much as I could.
“I don't want to take your time with her, baby. You can have my knot any other time.”
Talia isn't having it, “give it to him, Kaleb. Give him what he needs. The time belongs to all of us. Give it to him.” She's back to her assertive self, and her determination to see to his needs is one of my favorite things in the world.
“Yes, ma'am,” I say, and thrust as deeply into Jasper's needy body as I can get.
It doesn't take long before I'm lodged snug and deep, only able to give small thrusts, but I'm rubbing against that wonderful bundle of nerves inside of him with the head of my cock so perfectly that he's constantly gasping or groaning into Talia's shoulder.
She catches my eye and flicks her gaze to the mark one of us put on his neck; Trent's mark, I believe. Then she licks it and he shudders. She gives me another meaningful look and then latches onto the mark, causing him to writhe between us and pant. Ah, I see. I nuzzle into the other side of his neck where my own mark is and I give it the same suckling attention that Talia is giving.
Jasper becomes pure pleasure, mumbling and hissing incoherent curses and praise, begging us to never stop. His entire body is bucking and I think if he wasn't trapped between us he would convulse right into the floor and drag me with him.
I know the moment Talia bites into him because his spine goes stiff and he sucks in a breath almost violently. Jasper is about to cum so hard that he might black out. I sink my teeth into him on my side and he screams and thrashes so hard that he almost throws me off. I can feel him release into Talia and then he's gone. He slumps forward onto her before his body is even finished spasming with his orgasm, leaving me and her looking at each other with such happiness and enjoyment that it makes my breath catch.
“Are you alright?” I ask her, and she nods up at me with a very satisfied smile.
I roll Jasper and I to our sides like I have a hundred times when I've knotted him. Talia remains still for a moment, looking up at the ceiling.
“Big spoon or little spoon?” she asks, and it takes a second for me to understand what she's talking about.
