Page 94 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
If there was anything on my mind, it was completely gone the moment his tongue flicked out, running from the bottom of my pussy all the way up to my clit. I clamped a hand over my mouth to stop myself from crying out. Goddess….
Fuck, you taste better than I imagined,his voice came through the link.
So, you’ve imagined what I tasted like?I couldn’t help but ask, despite my cheeks burning even more.
Countless times…
I have, too…
I whimpered, unable to reply as he ate me out like I was the tastiest thing on the planet.Fuck... My hand was tangled in his hair, and my entire body was reacting to his delicious assault. I moved my hips against him, unable to stop myself from wanting that tongue of his on my clit, but he had other ideas. I almost yelped when his moist tongue slipped into me.
“Oh, fuck, that’s it!” I whimpered, struggling to keep my voice down as he tongue-fucked me.
It felt too fucking good… Goddess…
His hands stroked my thighs and squeezed my ass, but right then, I didn’t care about anything but how much pleasure he was inflicting on me. His tongue slipped out of me, flicking my clit sensually.
“Fuck, Liam, right there! Oh, fuck, baby!” I moaned, quietly feeling that intense pressure building before my orgasm ripped through me, and I clamped my hands over my mouth as my entire body trembled. I gasped, my legs almost giving way. If Liam wasn’t holding me, I would have buckled. “Fuck…” I breathed, my chest heaving. I could feel the hardness of my nipples as Liam moved back, and my dress slipped down after delivering a light spank to my ass.
“Fucking delicious,” he said seductively, licking his lips. His eyes locked with mine.
My entire body was still tingling from the aftershock of my orgasm, my heart thumping when he kissed my inner leg before lowering it from his shoulder and sliding my panties back up. A smirk crossed those lush lips of his as he stood up, taking my chin and pressing his lips to mine. I could taste myself in his mouth, and it only made my heart thump even more. This side of Liam was reserved only for me… and there was something so fucking hot about that…
Don’t you taste good, love?He asked huskily through the link.Because I think I just found myself a new favourite thing to feast on…
I didn’t reply, blushing when he parted his lips and allowed me to roam his mouth with my tongue. My hand ran down his firm abs and over the bulge in his pants, but he stopped me, taking hold of my tiny wrist in his hands.
“Not today, love,” he said quietly, his smirk vanishing as he stared up into my eyes. “When you’re fully mine,” he added, quietly answering my silent questions. The pang of pain that squeezed at my chest at the realisation that I had two mates returned to me like a slap in the face.
I didn’t reply as he turned and left me standing there alone. I couldn’t go on like this… it wasn’t fair to any one of us.
I returned tothe packhouse after that, not wanting anyone to know what we had just done. My mind kept replaying the moment with Liam, and I realised that, despite worrying about him, I was holding back from being myself completely with him because of my connection to Damon. It wasn’t fair to anyone…
Damon had mind-linked asking if things were okay, and I told him that we didn’t really talk, but he’d calmed down. He was glad things didn’t escalate and filled me in on what happened inside. Yes, I felt dreadful…
Aunty Red had also mind-linked asking about Liam as well, but the thing is, we didn’t really get to talk, so I told her the same thing I told Damon. Things had just gotten out of hand, but I didn’t regret it. I just… I needed to sort myself out. Maybe talking to Taylor might help. I needed a friend’s insight on this, and I think we both needed each other.
I pulled on some soft black loungewear, consisting of comfy bottoms, a crop top and a cardigan, before I grabbed some snacks from my stash; Doritos, a bag of mixed chocolates, and a share bag of candyfloss. Who doesn’t love cotton candy? Of course, I brought one of my plushies, you can’t have a movie night without a plushie, and of course, slippers! I looked down at my fluffy slippers proudly.
I was halfway down the hallways when Owen bumped into me on purpose, but I was kind of expecting it. I braced myself just in time, shoving him hard and knocking him into the wall on his other side. A young couple, Lee and Macy, snickered at that, and Owen shot them a glare.
“So, where are you off to tonight? Your other mate’s for the night?” He asked, making me freeze.
“Excuse me?”
“Come on, we all know you have two mates. Wow, you’re a little slut, huh?” He taunted.
“Owen cut it out,” Lee warned him.
“I can handle this,” I said, despite feeling shocked at the fact that the entire packhouse knew I had two mates. Was it the guard? Shit… “Actually, I’m going to Taylor’s,” I said icily.
“Oh, I never knew he rolled both ways. There might actually be a bit of a man in the fucking-” Owen was cut off when someone punched him across the face. Zack’s scent hit me before I realised it was him as he knocked Owen to the ground, punching him across the face again.
“Who the fuck do you think you are insulting?” He growled venomously, punching him again. My eyeswidened as I stared at them, but I wasn’t going to stop them. Owen deserved it.
“What the fuck, man?” Owen growled.
“You don’t fucking talk shit about him, or I swear I will fuck you up!” Zack hissed, delivering a final punch to Owen’s jaw, making the three of us watching flinch at the resounding crack.
