Page 29 of Beta Hybrid

Then he lets me move as I like, my arms reaching up. He’s already shirtless, as always. I watch, and feel, carefully for his reaction as I glide my nails down his back, over his shoulders.

He shudders, almost violently, then scoops me up and presses me against the soft dirt and slides my jeans off. I smile as he holds my forearms down. Instead of using his words, he sends his sheer pleasure down the bond and I smile, a little proud.

As I stare up at him, now that I look for it, I notice a hint of indecision. A fleck of nervousness, or uncertainty. He’s an alpha, naturally in control. But here, with me. Limited experience.

I send what I hope is reassurance down the bond. Do what you want to me. I smile wickedly.

The indecision is gone. Careful what you wish for, he growls, sending fireworks of anticipation through my pussy.

Cai stands over me and uses his shifter speed to strip out of his jeans. Who even wears underwear when you shift all the time? He’s bare before me. Hard as a rock. He slinks down to me, kissing, nipping my belly as his hand—ooh. He presses against the thin fabric of my underwear, where I’m already wet for him.

My back arches as I push into him, wanting more.

His other hand presses down on my belly, keeping me still. He flashes me a gorgeously wicked grin, silver eyes blazing from under his inky black hair. ‘Take that off,’ he growls, nodding at my bra.

With fumbling fingers, I do as I’m told, my breasts bouncing free.

Cai looks up at me, momentarily frozen. Pure desire flames down the bond. To show off, I arch my back, thrusting my chest out, fanning that flame.

He tears my underwear off, thrusting a finger inside me. I loose a moan, my eyes closing briefly. I can feel him, close in my mind, acutely aware of my pleasure, how much I like what he’s doing. After a moment, a second finger joins the first, and I arch off the dirt, pressing harder into his hand. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing, and I gasp.

I open my eyes, wanting to see him. All of him. Touch him. Come here. Come to me.

Cai obeys immediately. His cock is thick and long, still rock-hard. I reach out for him, feeling the surprise, but insistent yes from him as I wrap my fingers around him. This is new for us. I move my hand up and down, not too firmly.

He lets out a growl-moan, twitching within my grasp.

I smile. You like that?

Silver eyes burn into me. The word ‘yes’ isn’t strong enough. He rocks his hips slightly, but otherwise lets me control everything. I’ve done this before, but what I want to do…

I share my intentions through the bond, asking, and a very, very, excited yes comes back. This might be messy or ungraceful, I don’t know. But I want to try, and Cai is trembling with anticipation. I lower my mouth to him, starting slow.

I can’t say I’ve ever tried with a banana or a dildo, but this is something I’ve fantasied about for years. Now that I’m here, the sheer girth of him is a little intimidating. I try to push back worries of worst-case scenarios which involve me choking or gagging.

We send each other calming messages about trying things for the first time, and how a fumbling start is okay.

I start with my tongue. Baby steps. I lick over him, one hand on his hip, the other on his hard cock. I get a very easy reading that he’s thoroughly enjoying this, a real-time radar of exactly what he likes. I lick over him a few more times, amping myself up, before I open my mouth at his head, breathe deeply—for a moment worry about how I will continue to breathe when he’s in my mouth, I have a nose, duh—and work to relax my mouth, jaw and shoulders.

I take the head of his cock in my mouth, slowly, adjusting to the feeling. The bond flares with pure joy and pleasure, which makes me happy. As I ease him further into my mouth, proud every second I don’t gag, Cai holds still for me, only moving to place a hand on my head for something to hold on to.

As my nose nears his pelvis and I ease myself back and forth, a guttural moan escapes his lips. ‘Fuck, Zen.’

I cannot smile around his cock, so I just keep moving. His hand fists in my hair, not tugging, just holding tight. He checks on me through the bond. I can breathe through my nose. I’m good. I move back and forth, and he slowly increases his thrusts into my mouth.

A string of pleasure-driven expletives thrums from him down the bond, along with a silent warning, before a stream of warmth coats my mouth. I make the decision, fine with it, and swallow.

Cai draws back slowly, then drops to his knees, shaking slightly. You want to know something amazing? He pins me to the ground, eyes blazing.

What? I smile.

Wolf stamina.

I glance down at him. He’s right.

He flips me onto my stomach and kisses roughly down my back, sending shivers over my whole body. When he reaches my ass, he bites, not as hard as when he marked me, but enough to make me moan in pleasure-pain. He pulls me up, my back flush to his chest as he reaches around. He cups and squeezes my breasts, going from gentle to rough in moments. I squirm against him, needy.

Cai holds my hips steady, not letting me get the friction I want. ‘Wait,’ he growls.