Page 25 of Love in Excess (Beta Accepted #9)

CELESTE

I can’t find the relief I need, another whine pouring from my lips as I press myself against Hunter’s chest, mourning the loss of Lincoln at my back. I understand why he left but it’s also fucking with my senses, the lingering scent of hazelnut coffee demanding that someone brings him back to me.

Water sloshes over the edge of the tub as I grind my hips down, slick pouring between my thighs, as heat claws at me, demanding more.

I bury my face in Hunter’s neck, my lips grazing the tattoos curling along his skin, seeking relief in his scent, his warmth, his everything.

My nails dig into his shoulders, a desperate moan slipping from my throat.

Hunter’s laugh is infuriating as he wraps his hands beneath my thighs before standing up out of the water.

“I got you, baby girl,” he murmurs into my hair before stepping out of the tub.

The cold air of the bathroom has me shivering as I cling to my Alpha, my tongue darting out to drag along his skin.

It’s not enough, though.

He takes a step toward the hallway and I squirm in his arms, afraid that out there Lincoln’s scent will be gone. “In here, Alpha. Knot me here.”

He hesitates, his brown eyes searching mine, concern flickering through the heat in his gaze. “Your nest will be more comfortable, baby,” he says, his hands sliding under my ass to better support me.

I shake my head, my breath catching in my throat.

“But Lincoln’s scent isn’t there. Please, Alpha.

” I need this, need him, need the connection to both my mates, even if Lincoln’s not here yet.

The thought of his hazelnut and coffee scent mixing with Hunter’s makes my core clench, more slick gathering between my thighs and slipping down Hunter’s chest.

His cock bobs against my ass as his resolve cracks, his jaw tightening as he nods.

“Alright, baby.” He lowers me to the bathmat, the soft fabric cool against my fevered skin.

I spread my thighs, my body trembling as he kneels between them, his hands roughly gripping my hips.

His eyes lock on mine, the intensity that I fell for staring back at me before he surges forward, filling me in one deep thrust.

A cry tears from my throat, my back arching off the mat as he moves, each thrust driving me higher up the wall and sating my need. My nails rake down his arms, leaving red trails across his tattoos, Hunter reaching between us to pinch my clit.

My pussy clenches around him, trying to suck his knot inside of me for relief.

The slick eases each time he sinks into me, my body greedy and desperate for my Alpha.

I’ve always loved my heats, the mess and need and whines…

those three c’s—cocks, cuddles, and cum keeping me blissed out for a day or two.

But this time, I need Lincoln. I need both of them.

Hunter lets out a possessive growl as he fucks into me harder, one of my hands moving to brace against the cabinet at my head. My body shifts up with every thrust, his knot thickening as he pushes inside one last time.

I clamp down on him before my orgasm rushes through me, warmth filling my pussy as Hunter follows.

He leans down to kiss me before his tongue moves to my jaw and then my neck, lapping up my scent as I come down from my high.

He’s still rocking against me, the squelch of his release and my slick making me clench down on him again.

“Fuck, baby girl,” he growls into my skin, his hands tightening on my hips. We stay like that for a while, Hunter still fucking into me with what little give he has until we both come a second time, a softer, warmer orgasm that has me sighing with relief.

All three of our scents are fully mingled in this bathroom but it’s nowhere near enough.

Hunter slowly pulls me with him until he’s sitting on the mat and I’m straddling his thighs, his knot still locked inside of me.

I slump against my Alpha, my limbs heavy but sated for now.

“Lincoln will be here for my heat, right?” I mumble as I nuzzle into his chest. “It’s coming too soon and I need him. ”

“I’m gonna try my best, baby,” he purrs in my ear, the sound rattling through his chest as it drags me under. “No promises, but I’ll do everything I can.”

I nod, my cheek pressed against his skin, his heartbeat steady under my ear. For now, Hunter’s words are enough. Tomorrow, though, I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure Lincoln says yes.