Page 14 of Love in Excess (Beta Accepted #9)

HUNTER

Everyone showered, redressed–although my clothes don’t quite fit Lincoln’s larger frame–bellies stuffed, and on the verge of sleep, this almost feels like perfect domestic bliss.

Empty plates are strewn across the coffee table, Celeste nestled into Lincoln’s side with a bowl of chocolate ice cream balanced in her lap, her spoon scraping the edges.

The Beta was a bit stiff at first, continually looking over at me as if for permission before he began to relax.

I’m not sure what he was really searching for but the discomfort he’s feeling makes me wonder how his previous partners treated him. Most packs are open these days, whether indefinitely or until they find who they believe is that missing piece.

Deciding not to dwell on that, I try to focus on the movie, finding myself creeping closer on Lincoln’s other side until my arm is settling along the back of the couch, my fingers playing with the hair along the nape of his neck.

His hazelnut coffee scent has softened considerably, Lincoln mildly leaning into my touch rather than away from it. This feels right—more right than anything else has in years.

Lincoln’s the first Beta Celeste has ever let truly inside, the only one she’s invited to movie night, a ritual she guards like a treasure.

I watch her now, her head tipping closer to his shoulder, her ice cream forgotten as she murmurs something about the rom-com flickering on the TV.

The smile on Lincoln’s lips warms my heart, one of his hands snaking around her waist to land on her hip.

He unconsciously tugs her a little closer, Celeste melting against him, like his body knows what he wants before his mind catches up.

They look so fucking perfect together.

My purr kicks up, a rumble of pleasure running through me which catches Lincoln off guard. He twists around to look at me, shock bouncing around in his expression.

“Color?” I tilt my head, waiting for his response.

His voice is barely a whisper. “Green?”

“Next question. Do you want this or do you feel like we’re pushing you into something?” As much as I want this night to delve into something else, I have enough control to keep this movie night hands off and send Lincoln home with a kiss.

His nose scrunches up a little, his scent spiking and then evening out. When he speaks this time, it’s a much huskier tone, his eyes darting to the bulge between my thighs. “I want it. I just…”

I was wondering if he’d notice how hard I am at some point. I’ve been trying to hide it beneath a pillow but Celeste stole that at some point. But he wants this. “We’ll go slow, Lincoln. Can I kiss you?”

He hesitates and then nods as I lean forward to press my lips against his.

Lincoln melts almost immediately, submitting to me, one of his hands resting against my chest. I deepen the kiss, my tongue grazing his, drawing a soft sound from his throat that draws out my purr.

Celeste’s scent spikes, the little gasp filtering in the air telling me that she’s watching us and she’s waiting for hers.

I pull back just enough to see his eyes, glazed over with desire, his chest rising and falling faster now.

My hand slides down his side, fingers tracing the line of his hip, dipping to the waistband of his jeans.

His breath catches, a sharp hitch that sends another wave of heat through me, and I pause, my fingers resting there, teasing the edge of the fabric. “Color?”

Lincoln’s lips part, his gaze flickering with uncertainty. “I don’t know.”

I nod, my thumb brushing the skin just above his waistband. “Then you tell me when it’s too much, okay?”

“Yeah, I can do that.”

This time, it’s Lincoln dragging me back into a kiss, drowning me in his scent and need. I’ve never really been attracted to the Betas Celeste dates but Lincoln? I’m already addicted to the way he tastes.

Celeste lets out a little whine before tugging Lincoln’s chin toward her into a kiss of their own, our Beta responding almost seamlessly.

I just chuckle as I dive in to suck on the sensitive skin of his neck, now exposed with the way he’s twisted around.

He lets out a garbled moan, my fingers still trailing the skin at his waist.

“You going to let me take care of you, Doc?”

Again, I wait for Lincoln’s ‘yes’. Celeste’s scent is going to make him feel almost drunk with lust the stronger it gets but unless Lincoln gives me the green light, this is as far as it goes. Lincoln takes a moment to pull away from Celeste, mumbling a breathy ‘please’ before diving back in.

I didn’t expect that but I’m all for it.

“Then you focus on our Omega while I make you feel good, hmmm?” This time I’m not asking for a response as I drag his shorts and boxers down far enough to unearth his cock.

I stare for several minutes at the pierced flesh in my hand, counting the rungs as I palm myself through my sweats.

Jesus Christ. “Lincoln, how the fuck were you hiding all this metal?”

Our Beta pulls from Celeste, his face flush with a mixture of embarrassment and need as he looks at me. Celeste twists to look down, her eyes wide with desire. “Alpha, he… fuck, I can’t wait until he fucks me.”

Seven rungs. Seven.

Lincoln lets out a little gasp when I give him an experimental stroke. “I… it was a long time ago. But yeah.”

I’m wondering if this shy version of him is only the surface.

As in I’ll find him balls deep in Celeste, fucking her hard and fast just the way she likes.

I flick my thumb across one of the rungs, Lincoln hissing at the contact.

I continue down the ladder, grinning as his cock thickens further in my hand, his fingers digging into my shoulder.

“Color?”

“Green, fuck. Please. ”

The plea on his lips is everything. I glance over at Celeste again, giving her a small nod, her blissed-out expression telling me she’s almost lost to her Omega.

Still, she drags Lincoln back into another kiss, our Beta gripping her side before his hand begins to wander up to her breast, flicking her nipple through her shirt.

With him distracted, I begin to stroke him, loving the way his back arches with each pass. Precum beads at the tip, easing the movement until I can’t help myself. Leaning down, I suck the tip into my mouth, Lincoln letting out a garbled sound that Celeste quickly sucks down.

He manages to pull away, his nostrils flared as he begins to pump his hips upward.

“Fuck, your mouth is heaven.” The growl hitting the edge of his words confirms my theory.

That shy version of him truly is only the surface.

His hand slides from my shoulder to the back of my neck, fingers digging in slightly as I suck more of him into my mouth.

“It feels even better when he’s inside of you,” Celeste purrs from the other side, precum coating my tongue. He lets out a feral sound before he catches himself and I find myself intrigued.

Sitting up a little, I look over at Celeste, laughing.

“Baby girl, you were made for my knot. Our Beta here…” I meet Lincoln’s eyes, intrigued by the flushed cheeks and dilated pupils.

I return my hand to his cock, pleasuring him as I press my lips to his ear.

“Would you want my knot, Doc? Is that something you’d want from me?

To fill you and stretch you and to make you mine?

” Lincoln shudders in my hand as I dip down a new path.

“Or are you fantasizing about fucking me? Filling me with all this metal and making me scream your name? Because I only have one of these piercings. This ladder of yours must feel like heaven.”

Lips meet my hand and I look down to see Celeste on her knees, greedily sucking Lincoln into her mouth. Her lids are shut, my beautiful Omega enjoying the taste of her Beta, her moans muted by his cock.

“Oh, she’s got you good, doesn’t she? Our Omega always knows what she wants. Color, Doc.”

His nostrils flare as his other hand curls into the cushions beside him. “ Green. ” His gaze dips to my cock but I just shake my head. This isn’t about me.

“I don’t need anything from you, remember? I just want you to relax, to feel wanted. I’m going to let Celeste make you come and then I’m going to make you come again.”

The way his eyes darken at my words is everything.