Page 34 of Beta and the Beast (Beastverse #2)

Romulus chuckles a deep, dark laugh that has me squirming where I'm at.

He's not laughing at me, but I am a beta attempting to present like an omega, so maybe he thinks it's a little desperate.

I'm about to look over my shoulder to see if I can read on his face whether or not he thinks I'm being pathetic, but then he's right behind me, moving so quietly and so fast I didn't know he moved.

" Being good now won't save you, " Romulus tells me, his nose close to my core where I'm clenching and aching for him to fill me again.

The soreness I felt from last night has become a needy ache as it's softened, and I want to feel him stretch me again.

" Nesting, presenting, being my good, sweet beta doesn't make up for being a tease. "

I curl my toes in anticipation, the roughness of his voice making him seem even more predatory as he grabs my hip and crawls into bed behind me. I squirm some more, wanting to feel him, but he pulls away, his hand landing hard on my ass cheek and then the other.

"Ow!" I cry out more from the shock of the blows than the pain. The pain is just a brief sting before it turns into warmth.

" Be still, " Romulus tells me, his hand moving back to my hip as he positions himself behind me again.

And because I am a tease, I wiggle around more just because I can, even when Romulus is growling behind me and commanding me not to.

He lands two more swats on my ass, these a little bit harder, and I let out a desperate moan.

" What am I to do with you? " he growls as he leans over me, his cock pressing hard between my ass cheeks, his chest pressing against my back like he wants to touch as much of my skin as he can when he decides to sink inside of me.

He's hard again, something that's both a turn-on and highly concerning for the health and well-being of my pussy.

"Fuck me, hopefully," I tell him with a smile, turning my head so I can see the way his eyes crinkle in the corners.

" We're too lucky, " Romulus mutters as he reaches for the nightstand and the bottle of lube. " Beautiful teasing beta, with a tight fucking cunt, " he groans when he lubes up his cock, notching it against my entrance. " You want to play games, beta? "

"Depends?" I say cautiously, unsure where he's going with this.

" Yes or no? " Romulus growls as he pushes my hair away from my neck.

"Yes," I decide, trusting my mate not to hurt me, trusting him to make this good for me.

" Every time you move, I'm taking you deeper, " Romulus growls against my neck, turning my head into the mattress. " Tap me twice, and we stop. "

And then his mouth is around the back of my neck, holding me in place like some kind of wild animal about to devour me, and instinctively I move, and he thrusts inside of me.

Not far, just the tip, but then the game clicks into place.

I go still, except I'm kind of the worst at not moving because I'm horny, and he's not inside me enough to give me relief, so my hips might move just a little bit, and he sinks in deeper.

His growl rumbles down my spine, my backside wiggles, and he presses further.

I can't stay still for long. Physically, it seems impossible, even though now it's become a fun kind of torture.

He's fully seated inside of me before my pussy even begins to get used to the stretch of him.

I whimper as my muscles pulse around him.

He's smiling against my neck, his mouth leaving me so he can tell me, " Your pussy can't stop moving, can it, baby. You know what that means? "

No, no, I don't know what that means, but he makes it abundantly clear as he wraps his teeth around the back of my neck again, holding me in place, his fingers a vise grip on my waist as he pulls out to the tip and sinks into me hard.

I cry out into the mattress, my hands reaching back to sink my nails into his thighs.

He growls, his hips snapping again, feeling like he's impossibly filling me even more.

I claw at him, holding him tighter as he takes me rough and hard, so much more intense than last night.

He keeps up the brutal pace until sweat breaks out across my back.

My cries are constant into the mattress, pleas of "don't stop" mixed in with "oh god" and "Romulus."

His grip on my neck tightens, but he doesn't break the skin.

No, he pushes into me once more, the start of his knot stretching me almost until it's painful, but pleasure wins out.

I'm coming, and he's filling me up, lifting my head from the mattress so he can hear me babble about how much I love him as my pussy convulses around him, milking him for every last drop.

I want to wrap my hands around his knot to make him feel even better, but from this angle, I can't, and then he's pulling out of me much too soon.

I whine and try to reach around for him, and Romulus chuckles again. " Beta, you are the worst at being still. "

"I don't want to be still," I tell him, my mind still a little mushy from the fantastic sex we just had. "I want to be yours. I want to be in your arms. I want your knot."

Romulus purrs, his lips lifting as he gathers me in his arms. " You're mine. You're in my arms. Tell me how much you want to take my knot the next time we fuck. "

"Will you give it to me?" I ask, eyes closing as he carries me into the bathroom and starts the shower.

" No, little beta, but I'll love listening to you beg for it.

" Romulus presses his lips to my temple.

My eyes already feel too heavy, and I feel warm and secure when pressed against him, his pepperminty scent filling my lungs.

I'm halfway to sleep when Romulus's deep words rumble, " Rest. Henry and I will take care of you. "

I tell myself I'll close my eyes just for a minute. It's still early in the day. This will be a short nap. I don't expect to be so out of it that I don't wake when Henry cleans me or carries me over to my apartment, covered in a blanket. I don't even wake when he tucks us into my much smaller bed.

But I wake in the evening to the sound of people in my apartment, the smell of Henry clinging to every surface in my room, and an incredible ache in my body that tells me I'm already starting to get used to being with my mate.