The Beta: Part Two (The Beta, #2)

by Avanne Michaels

He snorts, “I haven't seen them make love, but I did get to see them fuck each other. I wanted to be jealous, but I couldn't pull it off. Two omegas, together,” he breathes out a wistful breath, “and they're ours.” I nod without taking my eyes off of them, “they are.”

Jasper and Talia's bond can withstand the short separation much better than her bond with Corso. I didn't say it out loud, but it's because her bond with Jasper is beyond what can be achieved with a claiming mark, even by an alpha.

Trent told everyone how much shit Jasper talks when he fucks her, but he's not talking it now. He's just loving her. And I'm intruding.

“I didn't mean--” I start, but Talia shushes me. I'm beside the bed now, Talia runs her hand over my hip and Jasper touches my stomach, “take off your clothes, Kaleb. You need us. I can feel it,” he says softly. Of course he can feel it.

I want their physical attention, crave it even; but I need to know that they want me. Both of them, separate and together. I didn't realize I was unsure about that until just this moment. I know Jasper wants me, always, but Talia...I wasn't sure.

When her hands slide up his back, they brush against my stomach and I tense slightly, she's never touched my body before, not like this.

I mean it as a question for Jasper, but they both answer with breathy, anguished groans of “Yes” and “Please”. The sound of them both asking me to take care of them sends chills up my spine. That is going to be dangerously addictive; I already know I'm going to be spending an absurd amount of time planning ways to recreate that sound.

Watching him kiss her while I drive our pleasure is... I had no idea it would be like this. I didn't know being with them would be so consuming.

“I don't want to take your time with her, baby. You can have my knot any other time.” Talia isn't having it, “give it to him, Kaleb. Give him what he needs. The time belongs to all of us. Give it to him.”

She's back to her assertive self, and her determination to see to his needs is one of my favorite things in the world.

She catches my eye and flicks her gaze to the mark one of us put on his neck; Trent's mark, I believe. Then she licks it and he shudders. She gives me another meaningful look and then latches onto the mark, causing him to writhe between us and pant. Ah, I see. I nuzzle into the other side of his neck where my own mark is and I give it the same suckling attention that Talia is giving.

But the temptation is too much, I will get to be in the middle. Whenever Devon and I, or any of us, share Jasper he is always in the middle, obviously. I have never been in the middle, and I am never little spoon. Part of me is terrified I'll like it so much that nothing else will ever be good enough, but it's worth the risk if she's offering. “Little spoon,” I say firmly, and she grins at me.

nestled between both my omegas.

I honestly don't know how he could sleep with the way Jasper and I wrapped ourselves around him, but he was terribly happy about it when he woke up. He was even happier when Jasper and I took turns kissing his cheeks, chest, and neck until he fought his way from between us, declaring we didn't have enough time for another round this morning.

Leaving Jasper is as horrible as I expected it to be, but I didn't know how terrible it would feel to leave the rest of them.

“Text him,” Corso orders. Yes, fucking orders. He's taking this very well, considering every other alpha who has a freshly claimed omega wouldn't share remotely as well as he is.

He's sitting in the seat in front of me staring out the passenger window and our bond feels...sulky. He isn't exactly pouting, Corso is far too regal to pout, but this might be as close as he gets.

Text him. He's probably as pitiful as you are.”

“Do I get to call him princess, too?” he asks once he can control himself. “Absolutely not,” I say without a hint of laughter. I don't know why, but apparently I am the only one who can call him that.

I was about to text you, but I felt ridiculous. I miss you so much. We all do.

That's why I left, I wanted more for the man I loved than what I could give him; and I was content with that decision.

I felt like I was part of them, and that was what was so terrible about both staying and leaving.

Now, it seems we get what we wanted after all. Not only will I be their omega, but I will bring with me another omega, which is such a coveted sign of strength, as well as increasing their pack by four alphas.

There hasn't been a pack as large as ours in generations. The only thing that gives me caution is that eventually, eventually, someone is going to expect me to have a baby. Probably several.

“what were you thinking about that's got Corso so flustered. Share with the class, Talia.”

He smirks at me from the stupid mirror, “not a chance, omega.” The way he says the word omega, like it's something delicious, only makes my situation worse and I groan into my hands. This is impossible.

They keep saying omega like that and I don't know why it affects me so much, but my shorts really are soaked.

“I'm serious, Reid. Pull the truck over. I can't hear her say that and do nothing. I've wanted to hear her say anything like that for too long. Pull. Over.”

“You're so mean, tempting me like that, baby,” he rumbles.

You've been ours all along, we just needed the rest of the pieces,” he says, and drags his teeth across my skin.

He could probably talk me right into another orgasm if he tried hard enough. And I'd probably let him.

he groans against my temple, “I'll just have to get you more dresses. Easy access, and all.” I smile, I can't help it. I don't like dresses, they're not very practical, but I might change my mind if it's going to be like this.

but Alex apparently doesn't like me all the way across the seat on my own. He flops over and puts his head in my lap, looking up at me with a smile. I roll my eyes and sink my fingers into his hair to gently scratch his scalp, and go back to watching the landscape.

I can't believe I'm going back. I never thought I would. I'm trying not to let the giddy excitement take over but it's proving to be more difficult than I thought. Every now and then I catch Corso glancing at me in the side view mirror with a small smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. I can feel his happiness and excitement to be going home through the bond, too.

You've probably been planning it since breakfast,” I'm teasing, but the look on his face is completely serious. “I've been thinking about it for much longer than that, Talia,” he says and reaches up to tug on my braid.

That's how Alex shows genuine affection, teasing and biting and pulling hair; and I love everything about it.

I always loved it here, I'm so glad I get to call this my home.

“It's still your room.”

“It's the same as when I left,” I say so softly that it may as well be a whisper. “Yes,” he says and links his fingers with mine.

Guilt yanks at my heart for leaving them, for giving them the type of sadness that would have them leaving a glass on a nightstand for years. But leaving was the right thing to do, wasn't it?

It isn't your fault that we couldn't let you go. You're ours now, bella. Ours. You'll never need to leave again,” Corso says against my hair and wraps his arms around me.

But you and Jasper will need bigger and better beds. I can't believe we get two omegas.” He sounds wistful and dreamy in a way I haven't heard him before.

It feels wrong for them to leave me. I like them in my room and I want them near me. Being back at the manor feels like a homecoming, but I still don't want to be alone without them. Not yet, anyway.

Trent makes an appearance and my ridiculous face must turn bright pink because he comments on it. This makes Alex the ass extremely happy, and he catches Trent up to speed on our conversation from earlier just to see if he can turn my cheeks from pink to red. Turns out, he can.

Jasper gives Alex an appraising look through the screen, and knowing we're all collectively imagining Trent balls-deep in Alex makes me release a wave of my heated cinnamon-spiced coffee scent. “This is so fucking stupid,” I grumble, trying not to be embarrassed.

Omegas are supposed to flaunt their omega-ness. They're supposed to enjoy knowing their alphas want them, and I do. I'm just not used to it. Being a beta was so much easier. Now I've got three alphas zeroed in on my scent and all I want to do is pull Jasper thro...

“Better take care of that,” Trent teases, winking at me. “You better take care of that,” Alex counters, gesturing at Jasper's hooded and dilated eyes, “if it's that easy to get them going this hard we're not going to have time...

I'm worried that it will feel like I'm a guest at your home instead of it being mine, too. That sounds horrible and selfish, and now I know how you must have felt here. I'm sorry.”

Jasper has the strangest look on his face. “You want to have my babies? Mine before theirs?” It takes every ounce of effort I can muster to stop my eyes from rolling right out of my head and onto the floor.

for your first...” I cut him off, “our, Jasper. Our.