Page 34 of The Beta: Part Three
It is a shame that I won't be able to touch Talia, though. I was really looking forward to putting my hands on every inch of her skin.
“Why are you pouting?” She asks as she settles herself over me.
“I'm not pouting,” I argue, but she leans forward and sinks her teeth into my bottom lip for half a second then pulls away to raise an eyebrow at me. “I wanted to touch you.”
“You’ve had plenty of time to touch me and you haven’t. I’m in control now and we've got a whole life ahead of us, Devon.” She gives me a quick kiss.
I can't process that she's claiming the rest of her life with me with Jasper licking up the side of my neck and Talia lowering herself onto my cock a fraction of an inch at a time. She's so wet, so hot, and so mean. She stops moving with just the head inside of her and circles her hips exactly one time before she lifts herself off. She does it over and over, taking just the head and circling her hips and raising up, until I'm ready to scream. Then she does something worse, and I don't know how she has the stamina for it. She fucks the head just like she would fuck my whole cock. Never taking in more than just a bit more than that. I'm curling my spine, using every muscle in my stomach to try to thrust more of myself inside her, mostly unsuccessfully because she's keeping herself just out of reach and Jasper has me pinned against his chest.
“Are you frustrated yet, Devon?” Jasper whispers.
“Yes,” I grit between clenched teeth. I need more than what she's giving me.
Jasper kisses my cheek. “You'll feel better soon.”
Soon is now. Talia slides down slowly, fully impaling herself, biting her lip and moaning the whole way down. “You're so thick, Devon,” she hisses. “When you fucked me before, I was overwhelmed by the heat spike. I just needed you to fuck me and make me feel better. This time,” she rolls her hips, grinding against me, and lets out a breathy moan. “This time I still just need to fuck you. I'm sure we'll be able to fuck like normal people eventually.”
She keeps rolling and circling her hips, keeping all of me inside her. I can feel her muscles fluttering around my cock as she moves. I'm groaning and growling, even purring. I'm making so many different sounds, all in a conscious and unconscious effort to get her to give me more than this torturous stirring motion she's enjoying so much.
Talia lifts off of me, exposing my throbbing, hot length to the cool night air, then lets herself fall back down again. I dig my heels into the soil to gain some traction so I can raise my hips to meet her. Jasper leans against me, providing me with more leverage. I can feel his erection pressing into my back and it only adds fuel to the fire we're building. Talia and I fuck each other like that until we're both breathless and even sweatier than we were to begin with, only slowing down when my knot starts swelling.
“I want to feel it get bigger while you're inside me,” she pants, and she sinks back down to my base, over my growing knot. Fuck, it's perfect, it feels so good to feel it swell, filling her fuller and fuller.
“Where do you want her mark, Jasper?” my words are barely more than a guttural, choked groan.
Jasper stretches his arm to push his fingers into her hair. He pulls, tilting her head back, exposing her throat. Then he angles her neck to the side, presenting the front of her shoulder, the same shoulder that carries Coro's mark. “I already told you. Right there, opposite of Corso's. Then, when we fuck her together, we can make her cum so hard she passes out. It's the most amazing thing in the world.”
I bank that information. I've utilized the marks I and the others have put on Jasper many, many times, but I didn't know it could feel good enough to actually make him lose consciousness.
Talia grinds against me even more urgently. She's gripping me tighter and tighter, I can feel slick dripping down between my thighs and over my balls, and I can't pull my eyes away from the place on her shoulder that Jasper is so perfectly displaying. “I need my hands. I can't mark her with my hands behind my head.”
Jasper lifts my arms up and over our heads, then he cuts through the cord around my wrists. I fight every instinct in my body to not flip Talia under me and fuck her into the ground. I want to bite into her shoulder and use that hold on her to keep her still while I drive my cock into her as deep as it will go over and over again until I feel a solid bond form between the two of us. I don't, though. I don't do any of that. I can't help the brutal way my fingers sink into her hair and jerk her head to the side, but when I put my mouth over that perfect place on her shoulder I'm so gentle. I run my lips back and forth over her skin and take in her spiced coffee scent. She almost tastes like a cinnamon latte. I grab her hip with my other hand and push her down, thrusting up as hard as I can manage in this position when I feel my release racing up from my balls.
Then I sink my teeth into her shoulder and let the taste of her wash over my tongue. She sighs my name and wraps her arms around my neck, holding me to her, and rocks her hips while my cock pulses inside her. I lick over the mark for a long while until I don't taste anything but her skin. Jasper is still behind me, but he re-positioned himself so that his legs are stretched along the outside of mine. He's the one holding Talia's waist and stroking her back while I enjoy listening to her soft purr as she sleeps. My knot is still lodged inside of her, and the bond is already twisting its way around my heart.
“I'm jealous of all of you,” Jasper whispers, “I can feel her, but it's faint, and muddy. You can all feel everything she feels through your bond with her.”
“We could feel her through our bond with you. Very, very faintly, just a little, and not all the time. We realized it after Corso marked her and we were trying to figure everything out.”
“What does she feel like?” he asks, placing a kiss between my shoulder blades. My shirt is hanging off my shoulders, and my pants are gathered around my ankles. I don't even care how ridiculous it might look, I can feel two bonds inside me, tying me to both my omegas. What I am and am not wearing doesn't fucking matter. I am glad that Jasper has his clothes on, though, and I'm starting to worry about Talia getting cold.
“She feels like rough water, when the river is choppy and too high after a storm. Water that's angry on the surface but so calm once you go under. She's sharp and sour and loves all of us so much it probably hurts sometimes. Even me. And especially you. She's perfect. Perfect for you, perfect for us.
Chapter twelve
Talia
Doctor Cortez agreed to have a virtual appointment with me. It helped that she’s an omega and is just coming out of heat so she’s not really trying to go to her office to meet with clients. It helped even more when I told her that one of the reasons a virtual appointment would be better for me is because I’m due to go into heat in about a week. It’s a win-win, really. Can’t all appointments be done virtually?
“I’m so glad you wanted to see me, Miss Graves. You look very well.” The good doctor is wearing a pretty fuschia blouse under her crisp, white medical jacket. It looks amazing with her skin tone, but she’s sitting at a desk in her bedroom, so I’m very curious about what sheisn’twearing under the desk. She’s probably far more professional than I am, because I doubt I’d be wearing the full doctor ensemble. I’d be wearing leggings or nothing underneath that desk.
“Thank you. I feel very well. Much better than the last time you saw me.”
She looks down at some papers in front of her on the desk, likely my file. “And you have a pack now?”
I smile. “I do. They’re terrified of me, but they’re doing a good job not showing it. That’s why I wanted to talk to you. Corso is happy about it.”
“Corso?”
