Page 51 of The Beta: Part One

She moans my name and throws her head back, arching her neck so beautifully that if I was an alpha I wouldn't be able to resist sinking my teeth into her and claiming her as mine. To prove the point, I hear a soft, muffled “fuck” come from Devon's direction. I feel my balls draw up because I know he feels the urge to bite her.

I take a chance and lean down to say something into Talia's ear that I hope won't ruin everything, “Devon would bite you right now, if he was the one fucking you.”

She cries out and clenches hard around me.

I turn to Devon, he’s so hard under his pants that I can see a clear and obscene outline of him straining against them. “She'd let you, too. She's so fucking tight and wet, Devon. If you bit her right now it would make her cum.”

She whines and bucks against me and I lower my mouth to that place between her shoulder and neck and bite her myself, just to give us both the sensation. She goes rigid and for half a second I think I've fucked up, but she gasps harshly and tightens around me so hard that I stop breathing. Then she's screaming my name, her pussy pulsing so intensely that it forces my own release. I thrust as deeply as I can and cum so hard inside of her that my vision goes dark and blurry around the edges.

After a few pounding heartbeats I feel her relaxing her hold on me and I raise up to find her smiling weakly up at me. She traces her finger along my jaw and puts it over my mouth when I open it to tell her how beautiful she is, how amazing she is, “Check in,” she says, her voice rough from crying out her orgasm.

I give her a long, soft kiss before turning to Devon. He is watching us with the most intense expression and firmly gripping his erection through his pants. He's focusing his gaze on the already bruising place where I bit her.

I look back at her, “Are you alright? I need to take care of my alpha.”

She beams up at me, “Of course I'm alright. I'm fucking glorious.”

She gives me another quick kiss and pushes gently at my chest so she can move.

“Thank you,” I whisper, and slide off the edge of the bed to start crawling toward Devon's parted legs. It looks like I might get to taste them both on my tongue tonight after all.

I hear Talia getting up and I stop her, “Wear my shirt, please. The one I was wearing.”

She gathers my shirt and the boxers I was also wearing from the floor at the foot of the bed and puts them on, then blows me a kiss and leaves. I turn all my attention on my patiently waiting alpha.

I crawl the rest of the way to Devon, maintaining eye contact the whole way. When I reach him I run my hands up his thighs and tuck my fingertips into the waist of his pants. “Are you okay with what just happened?”

I have to know. He said he was, but I need him to tell me again now that it's done. He leans into me and takes a breath, no doubt taking in Talia's scent on my skin, and purrs as he kisses me.

He pulls away and says, “She smells good on you, tastes good on you, too. Are you alright, angel?”

I'm actually fan-fucking-tastic. I just got to give my girl, and she is absolutely my girl, two massive orgasms my first time trying and I'm carrying the marks of her pleasure on my back, I came so hard I lost vision, and now I get to make my alpha give me his, too. I'm perfect.

“I'm more than alright, Devon. Can I take care of you now?” I ask him, and he nods.

He leans back, spreading his legs a little farther, and I pull his heavy erection from his pants then he shifts and tugs his pants down just enough to give me room to get to him.

“Watching you with her...” he pauses, looking for the right words, “Watching your hips work when you fucked her, watching your back, fuck Jasper. I'm so hard. I'm aching. And the sounds you were making. God, I've leaked all over my pants.”

I hum at him, already licking over the fat head of his cock. I still have the taste of Talia on my tongue and now that I have Devon's precum mixed with it I know I was right, I'm going to be addicted to this. If I could spread her out in front of me and have him kneel over her so I could take turns licking them until they’re both shaking I might beg for it every day.

That leads to thoughts of licking his cum out of her until she's a trembling mess, and then I'm groaning around him and sucking him deeper into my mouth. I'll never get enough of Devon, out of all my alphas he tastes the sweetest. I won't have long to pleasure him, he's already jerking against the tight hold of my throat and his knot is beginning to swell.

Just brushing my lips against his knot makes me want to beg him for it, beg him to pin me to the floor and lodge it as deeply inside of me as he can push it, but I won't. I want this to be about his pleasure right now.

I set a rhythm with my mouth and use one hand to make a twisting, milking motion over his knot and the other hand to take a firm hold of his balls, and chills run down my spine as his purr turns into a rumbling growl. His hips are pumping up, thrusting him into my mouth; I just let him and try to keep up.

“Fuck, baby, almost, god Jasper, so good,” he's murmuring and white-knuckling the edge of the trunk. I look up to meet his hooded eyes and groan. He's so beautiful like this, looking down at me darkly, biting his bottom lip, watching his cock disappear into my mouth.

His thrusts get more erratic and I milk his knot just a little rougher, forcing a grunt from him. After a few more thrusts and curses he's got his fingers gripping my hair to keep me still so he can give me his release. He knows I like it when he pulls back enough so I can taste it on my tongue instead of letting it go straight down my throat, and I let it collect in my mouth before swallowing it down.

We're both catching our breath now, and I rest my chin on his knee, “Feel better?” I ask, I mean about Talia, not just getting his dick sucked.

He closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh, “I do. I thought I might feel threatened, but I didn't. And watching the two of you...yeah, I'm good.”

I lay a kiss on his knee and get up to put myself back together, but when I turn away he mutters another curse.

I turn back to him as I'm pulling my jeans back on, “What?”

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