Page 19 of The Beta: Part Three
“Yes, like Talia,” Alex cuts in, with a bigger grin than Trent's. “You'll have to make lots of time to do Talia. There's a line, though. And you're both at the end. I'm her favorite, anyway.”
“Jasper's her favorite,” Trent argues.
This could go on for a while. They're both so full of themselves that I don't bother getting involved. There's no point, especially when we all know Jasper really is Talia's favorite.
Chapter six
Jasper
I hope Devon pulls his head out of his ass soon. I don't know what other advice I can give him. I think taking Talia on dates and showing her how it would be to truly bewithhim would go a long way toward mending their relationship and moving it forward in a positive way. Up until now, as far as Devon is concerned, she has been a temporary beta, an omega in need, and my girl; and as far as Talia is concerned, Devon has been an alpha, my alpha, and an asshole. If she could see that he is so much more than that, it would make so many things so much better, and easier.
The thing that has been most surprising, even more than the fact that she's mine in the first place, is how she is with Corso, Reid, and Alex. If she wasn't mine, she would be theirs. Wholly theirs. I think she has always been theirs, but she's been too stubborn and self-sacrificing to realize or act on it. Reid worships her, loves her. I can feel his need for her through the bond I have with him, and it feels nothing like I've ever felt before. He needs her at a different level than how you need to be with and see someone you love. He needs her to function. I can't imagine how horrible it was for him to be without her. Alex loves Talia. He loves every word she says, every breath she breaths, and every dick-move she pulls. I don't need a bond to feel that. As for Corso…Talia is everything to Corso. It's obvious every time he looks at her. I feel guilty for my connection with her sometimes, like I'm taking her from him. He doesn't seem to care that she and I are the way we are, that we are somehow tied together in an unexpected and undeniable way. He's just happy to have her.
Corso and I have come to a silent agreement that she is ours before anyone else's. That isn'tquiteright, but it's the best explanation for the way we are with her. I don't want to take her from Corso any more than she wants to take me from Devon, and Corso understands that without effort or discussion. He and I understand that she is our priority, and that's why it's perfectly acceptable for me to lean against this door frame so I can enjoy watching him give her such pleasure that her voice is echoing off the walls of the manor. The smile he gives me as he plunges his fingers inside her is one that is only ever aimed at me. Because she is ours, and it is our privilege and duty to take her to the point of making those gorgeous noises.
He's leaned against his headboard with Talia facing away from him, hands and knees on either side of him while she licks and sucks the precum that's visibly dripping down his length. Every time he fucks his fingers inside her she cries out or groans around him, and he could do it all day. He likely has, to be perfectly honest. She's been singing his praises for the past hour, at least. I've heard at least four orgasms, but it's probably been more. Corso isn't one of those men who get distracted by his own need, I've seen him hold himself back for hours to ensure that she's been thoroughly fucked and loved. Only then does he work for his own release, and even that is designed to bring her off just one last time. I don't have stamina like that. It's sad to say, but Talia is more than I can handle for very long. She takes me too high too fast, and I can't hang on to save my life.
I walk over to the side of the bed and stroke my fingertips down her spine. Chills break out and she hums a greeting. "You're being a very good omega, Talia. Taking such good care of your alpha's cock." All omegas, even accidental ones, love hearing that they're good omegas. Especially when they're pleasuring their alpha.
She hums again and the corner of Corso's mouth turns up. "She is. And she's so needy, I've already made her cum several times in this position. Can you see the little collection on my chest?"
I take a step back so I can look, and sure enough there is a little puddle on his chest. "You must have been making her feel so good. Did he make you feel good, Talia?"
She softly moans and nods, pushing her hips and ass up, presenting herself to us.
"You see how she offers herself to us? She knows we can take care of her; don't you, bella?" Her body rocks forward as he thrusts his fingers into her again and again, the wet sound of it going straight to my own dick.
I take another step back, far enough that I have almost the same view Corso does. A fantastic fucking view. I reach out and grasp her hip. "What if we swing her around and I fuck her while she finishes you off. We could race, or we could see who lasts the longest. What do you think?"
I can guess what Corso thinks, but Talia's opinion is obvious when she does the rearranging herself. She props herself up on one elbow so she can use her free hand to roll Corso's balls and positions herself on her side. After she's settled, she takes Corso all the way down to his pronounced knot and hitches her knee up, which is also a fantastic view.
Corso laughs softly, but it turns into a rough groan when she starts gently stroking his knot. "I won't win if you do that, amore."
She pulls off of his cock just long enough to tease him. "You'll win if you're racing."
My knees dig into the mattress when I climb onto the bed, and I put my hand on her hip for balance as I pull her bottom leg out so I can straddle it. Perfect. My balls are going to drag across her inner thigh every time I thrust inside her. I glance over at Corso before I push inside her. "Racing or competing?"
He laughs and looks up at the ceiling. "I think I'll win a race before I win a competition."
I line up my cock and brace myself on her hip. "I could probably win a race, too. You've had her going for hours. Everybody in earshot has been hard for half the day."
Corso laughs again but chokes on it when Talia wraps her fist tightly around his knot. They say it's easy to drive omegas to the point of being mindless sex fiends, but all it takes to overwhelm an alpha is a little squeeze in the right place.
"Are you ready, baby?"
When she nods, I thrust inside her all at once, making her gasp around Corso. She feels so fucking good. So wet. So hot. Soft and tight at the same time. I take a few seconds to savor the feeling then I fuck her, setting a steady, firm pace right from the start. She moves with me, stroking and sucking Corso in time to my thrusts. Corso and I are both mesmerized by the way her ass and thigh tremble and quake with every movement. Yeah, I'm not winning a competition. My balls are already tightening up.
"You're going to make me cum already, bella. You're making me feel so good." Corso sinks his fingers into her hair and doesn't look away from her body to say, "do you think we could both cum at the same time, Jasper? I think our beautiful girl would like that very much."
Talia moans, long and loud, and I feel her tighten around me at his praise.
"I think she'd love that," I manage to respond, "I'm ready if you are."
Talia pulls off of Corso again. "I'm ready." Then she goes back to making Corso's eyes roll back into his head.
"Hurry, Jasper. Or I'm winning the race." He might, I can see his toes curling.
I grab a handful of Talia's ass and let it go so I can watch it bounce before I give it a nice swat. It throws her over the edge into the release I wanted her to have before I finish. "Good girl," I purr, the same praise coming from Corso with his deep growl as he finishes just seconds after I do. We're all still breathing hard when Corso decides now is the perfect time to talk about Devon. Talia is going to be thrilled.
