Page 40 of The Beta: Part Three
The sight that greets me when Kaleb opens the door is fantastic. Just fucking gorgeous. Talia and Jasper are riding Reid like he's a fucking carnival ride. Jasper is riding his cock, and Talia is riding his face, and they're in the center of the nest. Jasper starts groaning about Reid's knot while simultaneously barking at Devon to move his ass so he can take care of Talia once she cums all over Reid.
“Not until she tells me to, baby. Let's let Corso take care of her this time,” Devon reasons. Jasper pouts for half a second, but then Talia starts moaning out an orgasm, and he hisses at Corso to hurry the fuck up. Corso is more than happy to lift Talia off of Reid and lay her out beside him.
“Nathan,” Corso purrs, “if you would?”
Nathan crawls over and offer's Talia his dripping cock while Corso slides his into her.
This is going to be one of the best things that has ever happened to me.
Chapter sixteen
Devon
The past several hours have been eye opening, and there are some very hard lines being drawn right now in the middle of this heat. The first one was clearly put down when Corso and Jasper worked Talia through a particularly violent wave a few hours ago. Corso and Jasper will never have a sexual relationship, ever. Even in the middle of his own wave beginning to crest, Jasper's focus was still completely on working with Corso to coax Talia through a series of orgasms before Corso knotted her. And right now, Talia is squaring off with Kaleb because she feels like he's handling Jasper too roughly. The size difference between her and him is more apparent when we are all naked and hyped on hormones. She's only semi-aware of everything happening around her and the things we're all saying, but that didn't stop her from yanking Jasper away from Kaleb and passing him off behind her to Nathan.
“You hurt him,” she's glaring at Kaleb's hand. There are strands of Jasper's hair still trapped between his fingers. It isn't a lot, literally just a few strands, but she ispissed.Anger and orgasms show the same on Talia, a gorgeous, full-body blush, and right now she's very pink. Jasper has tried twice to tell her that he likes Kaleb's handling, but she isn't having it. She may not even hear him at this point. The problem is that Kaleb is in and out of the thrall of rut, himself. He's lost to it right now, and he's having a difficult time processing that his omega has been ripped away from him by his other omega. If another alpha had pulled Jasper away from him, pack or not, it might have ended in a fight. But Kaleb isn't dealing with another alpha. He's dealing with Talia. And that just might be worse.
“He's not hurt.” The restraint in Kaleb's voice makes my own throat feel tight.
“You were holding him down. I don't like that. Don't do that.” Her voice is just as strained.
“You hold him down when you fuck him.” His reasoning isn't doing anything for him. The amount of offense Talia takes to that statement, no matter how true it is, sours the air.
“He's mine to hold down. You were doing it wrong. You hurt him. Look at your fucking hand. You hurt him.”
“He's mine, too,” Kaleb growls, and takes a step toward her. It is officially time to intervene.
I plant myself between them facing Kaleb. “I've got her, Kaleb.”
He nods and retreats to the corner of the room where we put all the water. I'm very glad he listened, Corso and Reid both stood up from where they were resting when he took that small step toward her.Iknow that Kaleb would never, under any circumstances, hurt Talia; but instinctive behavior is rampant right now, and his little step could have been perceived as a threat, even though he was likely about to snatch her up and fuck her the way he was about to fuck Jasper.
“The nest is ruined,” she snarls, looking down at the wrinkled blankets and things that make up the nest she and Jasper built together.
“I know, honey. We can fix it.”
Then she looks back at me and I watch as her anger towards Kaleb, and then the state of the nest, switches to focus solely on me. I can see my faults and transgressions building behind her eyes. “I'm really fucking mad at you.”
I have never been so goddamned happy to have someone be angry with me in my entire life. Talia hasn't shown the first hint of anger in all this time, and she should be extremely angry with me. I have learned from my years with Jasper that being in heat often brings out the same blunt honesty that being intoxicated does. I'm so fucking relieved that I could cry. “Lay it on me, cupcake. Tell me why you're mad at me.”
“You treat Jasper like an omega.”
I nod, “he is an omega. Of course I treat him like one.” This is not what I expected her to start with.
“He's more than an omega. You coddle him when he doesn't need it. You don't let him be what he's supposed to be. You hold him back.”
The room is suddenly very quiet.
“He's more than just an omega. He's just as strong as you are but you treat him like he's weak or fragile. I don't like it.”
“Noted,” I nod. “What else?”
“You don't rest. You let the council and your father, fuck, evenmyfather, tell you what to do. This is your pack, not theirs,” she's seething now. “Jasper is not their omega. I am not their omega. They,” she waves at the rest of our pack, “are not their pack. We are yours, and you allow other alphas and entities to dictate our lives. It's bullshit. We should be your priority.”
That...that's actually hurtful. “You are my priority. That's why I listen to the council and our fathers.”
She shakes her head, “you know what we need. Not them, Devon. Not them. We are yours. Just yours. Do better. Be with us.Reallywith us, not in the background working toward a future that you're outside of. You are ours. Make them understand that.”
I blow out a breath. She isn't wrong. Nobody but Talia would scream at me over any of it, though, and she's working toward some screaming. “Understood. What else?”
