Page 73 of Overcoming the Beta

“Mmmm, you’re a little sex kitten, aren’t you?” He growls and lifts my leg. “So fucking wet already for me.”

“Always,” I moan and gasp as his member enters me.

“Slow is still good.” His hot breath teases my skin as he whispers in my ear. “Slow and steady, so I can feel every inch of you.” He presses me up against the shower wall while slowly pumping in and out of me. “Slow, so I can enjoy your wetness.” He moves my hips, and he takes small strokes up and forward. Goosebumps form across every inch of my body. His shaft is rubbing my sweet spot inside and I feel like I’m going to explode. “I fucking love being inside you, filling every inch of you with me.” I moan as he bites and sucks my neck.

“Ian.” I moan. “Please mark me. I want to be yours in every way.” I hold on to his biceps as he continues slowly pumping in and out.

Each move he makes feels like our souls are melting into one. The connection I feel with him is on a spiritual level, on a plane that I have never felt with him before. He pulls me tight to his body and licks my marking spot. Then I feel the hot pain as his canines enter my flesh. The pain is brief before turning in to pure bliss. My head becomes dizzy and my legs tremble as I’m hit with the most wonderful earth shattering orgasm. This climax is like none I’ve ever felt, a true transcendent experience. Ian holds me tight, my body shakes as electric pulses move through my body like lightening bolts. My body feels weightless like I’m soaring high in the sky. My core massages his shaft begging to be filled with his seed.

Still in a euphoric state I elongate my canines and sink them into Ian’s neck. He growls and groans, his muscles tensing up with each thrust into me. Ian’s grunts echo off the walls. He presses my body hard against the shower wall and fills me with his hot cum. With each grunt, I can feel his shaft pulsate as it releases. His release is so hard that it causes me pain as his member pulsates, releasing his hot liquid inside me. The pain turns to pleasure and my core squeezes his member tight, demanding every drop from him. When he fully comes down, I remove my canines and lick the spot, sealing the wound.

We stand still looking into each other’s eyes, still connected to each other. The lust has turned to love. A love so strong that it can move mountains. A love that stories are written about. A love worth fighting for. Our souls have finally joined together, becoming one. As we stare into the windows of our soul, we both say “Mine.”

After getting dressed, I walk out of the bathroom to find Ian making coffee. He has unpacked all the food and made a simple place setting for each of us, complete with a glass of orange juice.

“Where did the clothes come from?” I watch him move around the tiny kitchen.

“I had Kelsey drop some clothes off for us.” Ian points to a seat at the table.

“Good thinking.” I take a sip of orange juice.

“Everything okay, love?” He looks into my eyes, placing my coffee in front of me.

“I should probably tell you… but I don’t want you to get mad.” I take a sip of my coffee while he puts an omelet on my plate.

“Go ahead.” He nods and looks at me inquisitively.

“I forgot to take my pill… it’s been eleven days.” I fidget with my fork.

“That’s why you’re afraid I’ll get mad?” He kneels next to me. “I was going to flush them today, anyway.” He rubs my cheek and winks. “I told you I couldn’t wait until you let me put a pup in here,” he places his hand on my stomach. “I wasn’t lying. You’re going to make a great… no… phenomenal mom.”

“Oh, Ian.” I sigh. This man just gets more and more perfect, and my heart is so full right now.

“I’ve been practicing thelookI’m giving our daughters’ future mate.” He narrows his eyes, purses his lip, then curls one corner of his mouth up. I laugh, looking at the face he is making. “It needs to be perfected.” He takes a bite of bacon.

“How many do you want?” I take a bite of my omelet.

“Six,” he nods his head while sipping his coffee.

“Six?” I cough, almost choking on a piece of egg. “I was thinking two.”

“Two? Nah… how about we meet in the middle, four?” He wiggles his eyebrows and rubs my thigh.

“You secretly wanted four the entire time, didn’t you?” I tilt my head and raise my eyebrow.

“Maybe,” he takes a large bite of pancake.

“What if I’m stuck on two?” I lean into him.

“Then I will wear you down until you give me four.” We both laugh. I have as much of a desire to please him as he has for me. We both know that we will be happy whether the number is two or four.

“I love you, Ian. With all my heart, I love you so much. The way you’ve changed, not just for me, but for us. My heart is just so full.” I put my hand on his thigh as tears of happiness roll down my face. Ian looks like I’ve knocked the wind out of him. My chair screeches across the floor as he pulls me close to him. He cups the back of my neck with one hand and my face with the other.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say those words.” Tears form in his eyes. “They’re like music to my ears. I love you more than life itself. You’ll never have to wait to hear me say those words to you. Everything I do until the day I die will make you feel love… so much more than words can ever describe.” I’m holding on to his every word and we both have tears rolling down our face. It looks like after so much time and hardship we have finally made it. We have beat all odds despite what anyone else thought. He pulls me onto his lap for an emotional kiss. The type of kiss you feel in your soul. The type of kiss that assures you that not everyone is a lost cause.

Chapter thirty-seven

That’s My Girl

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