“But he’s—”
“I don’t know if he’s a beta or an omega or what, but they want him—every single one of them.” I saw the feisty negotiations in my head. “An alpha’s mate doesn’t just submit, right? They have to be won over.”
That idea seemed to please Beau inordinately, his fingers going to my top before pulling it up and over my head.
“It makes the surrender that much sweeter,” he told me, coming closer and closer until our bodies grazed the other. “I need that today. Can you give that to me?”
Scarlet’s lessons had helped me a lot. She made clear that the alphas would be demanding pricks every day that ended with a Y, but that it was always my choice whether to agree to it or not.
That was what Beau was asking right now.
“What do you want to do?”
I was proud of myself for just asking, for getting the details out before we jumped on the bed.
“I want to tie your hands to that bedframe,” he said, nodding to it. “I asked them to make sure they had one like that in the room before we landed here, because I’ve been thinking about it for some time. In that bag”—he indicated the one tossed on the bed— “there’s a bunch of toys from Tobias’ stash that he said you’ve enjoyed. I want to spend the afternoon trying out each one.”
Beau didn’t tell me which ones. He would if I asked, but he’d left the case closed deliberately, to ramp up the anticipation.
“Then, when you’re a gasping little mess from coming so hard, I want to fuck you. I want to press you down into this bed and drive myself so fucking hard inside you that you are forced to take every inch, and that’s when I’ll feel it.”
His weight shifted from side to side because he wanted to reach for me, grab me and toss me onto the bed, and then cover me with his body.
Only he didn’t. Not yet.
“I’ll feel that hot little cunt snapping down around me, milking my knot dry, and I’ll give you every damn thing I’ve got.”
“Yes.”
Like I was ever going to say no. We’d been dancing around each other, performing all of these steps, and now it was time to bring this to an end.
“Yes?”
He smiled, bright as the sun, the light pouring in through the window turning his hair into a golden halo. He looked like some debauched fallen angel right now—my fallen angel. I put a hand on his chest, tracing the taut shapes of the muscles there, but he stopped me once it slid lower.
“Not me. You. I’ll get everything I need when you get yours, Sage. That’s how I work.”
Something I would never have anticipated, looking like he did, but as I stared up into his eyes, seeing someone I loved not the pretty boy tabloid fodder, I nodded. That was what I gave him—an opportunity to get his second pleasure from making me gasp.
I did when we were both finally naked and he settled us on the bed. His body was rigid with tension, with arousal, but his hands were gentle as he used these soft Velcro cuffs to bind my wrists to the bedhead. They were soft enough not to hurt, and with a twist, I could pull out of them, but until then? I was immobile, helpless, and he smiled at that as he knelt between my legs, reaching for the bag. It felt like I heard every zip tooth disengage as he opened it, then revealed what he’d brought.
A favourite vibe, my thighs shifted slightly at that. Lube. That tricky little couples’ vibe that had blown my fucking mind when Tobias bit me and was becoming a staple in the bedroom. He smiled when he saw my eyes widen.
“My brothers tell me they feel like they can see God when they use this on you. I gotta admit, I wanna know what that’s like.”
Then he pulled out the next thing, and I stiffened for quite different reasons.
“That’s a lot bigger than the one we normally use.”
It was another stainless steel plug, not longer, but definitely wider.
“You’ll go into heat soon. We’re all sure of it. Your scent is shifting, enough that the others didn’t want me taking you to London, but I insisted. You’ll want us everywhere. You’ll beg, scream for it. Anal can hurt if we don’t spend time getting you accustomed you to it, so this one is a little bigger, and this…” Another one was thrown on the bed. “That one’s bigger still.”
“No, that’s too big.” I began to pull against the restraints, hearing the crackle of the Velcro teeth being prised open.
“It’s not.” He grabbed his dick in one hand and then pressed the plug against it, making clear just how much more he had on it. “If it hurts, we stop.” He swept a hand up my torso, like he was taking possession of all of me. “Your pleasure is mine, Sage, and I won’t let anything take that away from me.”
All of the toys were set aside then as he leaned over me, tracing the shape of my face, then my lips with his fingers, before his mouth dipped down.