All Chapters of The Beta's Temptation : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Marek’s POV The air in the room was thick, heavy with sweat and the raw scent of cum. My chest heaved against the sheets, sticky with my own release, and every muscle in my body still trembled from the orgasm he’d ripped out of me with nothing but his fingers and that wicked mouth. I could feel the wet slide of his spit and the lube cooling between my thighs, the way my hole fluttered, empty and aching, desperate to be filled again. Nolan’s weight settled over my back, hot and immovable. His teeth sank into the curve where my neck met my shoulder, hard enough that I knew it would bruise purple tomorrow. I cried out, muffled against the pillow, and he soothed the bite with a slow lick like he was claiming territory. “Listen to yourself,” he murmured, voice rough and satisfied. “Came so pretty just from my tongue on your cock. Bet no one’s ever made you feel that filthy before, have they?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was raw from moaning, from begging, from screaming his name like

Esme’s POV He now had my wrists bound. The first thrust stole every ounce of air from my lungs. He didn’t ease in. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He slammed into me with one brutal, punishing stroke, burying himself to the hilt in a single merciless drive. My back bowed off the bed, a raw scream tearing from my throat as my body tried to split apart around him. He was too big, too thick, too everything, and the stretch burned like fire. Cole didn’t stop. He pulled out only to slam back in, harder, deeper, the headboard cracking against the wall with every violent thrust. My bound wrists jerked painfully above my head, shoulders screaming from the strain. His hands gripped my hips so hard I felt bones grind, lifting me into every savage stroke like I was nothing more than a toy for him to break. “Fuck,” he snarled, voice guttural, unrecognizable. “So tight. Taking me so well, little prey.” I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Every thrust felt like it was tearing me in half, t

Esme’s POVHe thrust in and in and in. “Yeah, I want to fucking ruin this pussy, it’s mine and I’ll take as much as I want.” The words slammed into me like fists, and I bolted awake with a gasp that ripped my throat raw.Sweat soaked my skin, the sheets beneath me damp and cold. My heart thundered so hard I thought it would crack a rib. I blinked frantically, trying to make sense of the shadows, the unfamiliar ceiling, the heavy scent of blood and sex that clung to everything.This wasn’t my room.The memories crashed over me in a brutal wave: Cole’s red-grey eyes, the cuffs, the bite marks burning on my neck and shoulder, the endless, merciless thrusts, the way my body had betrayed me again and again while my mind screamed for it to stop. I could still feel him inside me, phantom stretches and aches pulsing between my thighs. When I shifted, agony flared so sharp I nearly vomited. My legs wouldn’t hold me. I couldn’t even close them properly; everything down there felt swollen, tor

Nolan’s POVI walked slowly back to my quarters, hands in my pockets, a real smile stretching across my face for the first time in weeks.Perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.Esme was predictable to the point of comedy. I know she would storm down to the cells where Cole was kept soon enough so that's why I delivered that perfect news, I can imagine her with tears in her eyes and guilt eating her alive. The guards would try to stop her, of course. They always do. But she’d flash that pretty little Alpha command she’s finally learning to use, and they’d fold like cheap lawn chairs. Then she’d get close, too close, and Cole, my poor rabid best friend, would rip her pretty throat out before anyone could blink.Two problems solved with zero fingerprints.I actually clapped once, sharp and loud in the empty hallway, just because I could. The sound echoed like applause.And just then my phone buzzed.I pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and the smile froze.Romanov.That bastard wasn’

Marek’s POVI dragged in a ragged breath, blood still metallic on my tongue, and pushed myself up on one elbow. My vision swam, but I forced my eyes to focus on Nolan’s face that was beautiful, furious but terrifying all the same.“How do you mean?” I rasped, my voice cracked from coughing.His roar hit me like a physical blow. “Answer me! Did you tell anyone about the mate thing?”The sound rattled my bones, shook the half-healed wounds in my chest. I flinched hard, my instinct screaming to submit, but the poison and the pain had stripped away every filter I had left.“I don’t fucking know what you’re talking about!” I shouted back, the words scraping my throat raw. “You think I’m that stupid? The first day Esme and I stepped foot in this pack, you cornered me in your fucking office, looked me dead in the eye, and growled that word ‘mate and mine’. I still don’t know what the hell it meant, and I never told a soul because I was too busy trying to survive you bastard!”His hand cra