Page 81 of The Beta's Bargain


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“Here. If you aren’t going to sit and relax. At least do something nice for yourself.” I put the brownie down and the mug beside it and step back, but he grabs me before I can go anywhere.

“You didn’t have to do this.”

“I know I didn’t.” Fuck, I can’t meet his eyes. I bite my lower lip. “I wanted to.”

I pull my arm free and walk back out to the lounge. None of the others are back yet, and I feel aimless. I clean the dishes and put them away and wipe down all the surfaces. There’s a slice for each member of the pack.

But I keep finding myself standing in the hallway, watching his door. I take a step towards it, turn around, force myself to do something else, and then end up back there again. In desperation, I go to my room and lie down on the bed.

My mind races, replaying everything that’s happened. Every touch, every lingering look. I lie there with my chest heaving and an ache inside me. It’s hopeless. So hopeless.

I reach down and inch up my skirt. My cheeks burn, but when I slide two fingers between my folds, I’m soaking. As soon as I brush my fingers over my clit, my entire body tenses as my nerves fire. I spread my legs wider and slide a finger into myself. And then another. I imitate the way they touched me and replay it in my mind.

My door opens, and I freeze. No way!

Falcon stares at my hand between my legs. For three seconds, all he does is stare, and then he comes inside, pushing the door shut.

“Continue.” When I don’t move, he repeats his demand.

I let out a frustrated groan and keep going, but now my eyes are locked on him. The way his scent is filling the air and the almost inaudible growl he releases sends my hips bucking off the bed.

He moves closer, and his pupils get even bigger. He puts his hands on my knees and spreads my legs even more, and then he leans down and inhales.

I grit my teeth together as I grow even wetter. I need more. This isn’t enough. He growls low in his throat and watches as I plunge three fingers into myself.

“Please,” I beg.

“What do you need?”

“Something, please. More. You, please, I need you, Alpha.” I let out a thin whine and tilt my hips up, shoving my fingers to the knuckle.

“Ah, your pretty little cunt needs more than you can give? Greedy little thing.” He whispers and kneels on the bed.

My heart thuds, and I watch him through slitted eyes.

“What were you thinking about to get you so wet?”

My cheeks burn. “Silas and Dylan fucking me. Grayson fucking me. You kissing me like how you did before.”

His eyes find mine, and he gently removes my hand and runs his fingers languidly up my pussy. I shudder when the tips of his fingers graze my clit.

“Falcon?” I plead in a broken whisper.

He doesn’t answer, and when I open my eyes; I find him staring at me with a blistering gaze that makes my stomach clench.

“You are so lovely.”

My bedroom door opens, and Grayson walks in. He pauses on the threshold and then closes the door behind him; it opens immediately, and Silas and Dylan almost crash into him.

“What the fuck, Gray?” Dylan growls. “What are you doing in here?” Dylan stops, inhaling the air, and goes still.

“So this is why you disappeared. I approve,” Gray murmurs. “Omega, clothes off.”

Dylan bares his teeth, but he does slowly take his clothes off, throwing them across the room. Silas grabs him by the throat the second he’s naked and slams him against the wall. Their mouths collide.

My core clenches around Falcon’s fingers, and I grow even wetter. He drags his fingers out and plunges them back in. Grayson growls, his head whipping between me and Dylan.

“On your knees for me,” Silas purrs.

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