The Beta's Abused Mate

18. Brooke: cloud of pleasure

I smiled at him but I knew my smile didn't reach my eyes, I felt inferior.

I was poor with no bloodline and covered in scars while my mate was from royalty and his parents were well known both in the werewolf world and the human world.

His dad was thee self made billionaire and tech genius Dean Leigh and his mom was Melissa Lou, the established and famous artist who made the Breanora painting.

And my parents? They were six feet under, eating dirt!

"What are you thinking about?" He asked holding my hand and kissing it lightly,

"It's nothing---"

"Don't lie to me Brooke. You seem worked up and I want to know what's bothering you,"

"Well Um, what's going to happen to us?" I asked searching his eyes.

"What do you mean?" he asked caressing my cheek.

"Um our relationship, I'm a slave with no bloodline and -- " I touched my shoulder right where Drake's mark was, while looking at him.

"Are you going to accept him?" he asked squeezing my hand lightly,

"No I want to be with you, by your side," I quickly said scooting closer and looking into his eyes.

"Then I Aaron Leigh, future Beta of Royal Black Phantom pack, accept you, Brooke Powers as my mate,"

Hearing him say the words that I longed to hear, all my worries disappeared out of my mind and I grinned widely saying,

"And I Brooke powers accept you, Aaron Leigh as my mate,"

I bite my lip trying to hide the smile and the joy that I was feeling inside my heart.

Aaron finally accepted me, he accepted me despite me being abused and wearing another man's mark on my shoulder!

Best birthday gift ever!!

Cassy let out a howl in my head jumping around in joy, matching my happiness, hers probably more than mine.

"Yes, I'm more happy than you are," she howled again wagging her tail followed by jumping around,

"We have a mate! We finally have a mate who is going to love and accept us!!" She howled again and I found myself giggling, happy for the both of us.

"Why are you giggling? Did your wolf say something that has made you happy?" He asked caressing my cheek with a wide smile spread across his face.

"No, we are both just happy that we have a mate who has accepted us. So does this mean we are an official couple? Like you are my boyfriend and I'm your girlfriend?" I asked while looking deep into his brown eyes that were dancing with an emotion that I couldn't quite understand.

"Yes," he inched his face closer and rubbed his nose against mine whispering, "We are an official couple,"

He brushed his lips against mine and I closed my eyes, placing my hands around his neck.

I pulled him closer and initiated the kiss which he thankfully immediately took over heating it up.

He made me lay on the couch and climbed on top of me, making himself comfortable between my legs, and kissing the daylight out of me.

Cassy was purring in delight pushing me to tell him to f**k me and even though I was trying hard to resist, him kissing me like this was making my body feel hot and bothered.

His hand trialed off and lightly squeezed one of my boobs earning a gasp from me.

He smirked against my lips squeezing my other boob again, then let his hand go lower until I felt it settle inside my underwear playing with my folds.

I sucked in a breath Pulling away from the kiss, looking into his eyes that were shining with worry,

"You okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No," I shook my head as best as I could while lying down, " I'm not ready yet,"

"Don't worry," he gave me a soft smile then pecked my lips, nuzzling his nose on mine, "I won't f**k you, I just want to touch and maybe taste," he whispered the last part while licking his lips.

"Let him touch," Cassy said in my head excitement dripping from her voice, "it won't hurt to touch, if he can't go in at least let him touch," she excitedly purred again, her tail wiggling.

"Do you want me to stop? I can stop if you are not comfortable," he was about to remove his hand when I held it saying,

"No, don't stop, Cassy and I want you to touch,"

He smirked licking his lips then crushing them on mine and I moan out again, my entire concentration on his fingers that began doing wonders to my p***y.

I felt him push a finger inside of me, pumping in and out his mouth trailing kisses on my neck until, he randomly pulled away, staring at me.

"Why did you stop," I asked between breaths, my body tingling, needing more of his touch, desperate for him to continue.

"I want the hoodie off, it's distracting me from my mission," he growled about to rip it off when,

"No!" I quickly said sitting up with him moving off me,

"I like this hoodie, don't rip it," I said pouting lightly while hugging myself.

"You like it? But isn't it too big on you?"

I looked at the hoodie and it was definitely too big, it was folded on the arms and would definitely pass off as a dress.

"Still, I like it. It's mine,"

"Okay then I will just remove it," He helped me remove it including the shirt I was wearing, leaving my boobs out in the open.

I wanted to cover myself with my hands hiding my small boobs and scars but he pushed me on the couch and pinned my hands above my head saying,

"You are perfection,"

He began kissing me again with his hands pulling my pants off until I was fully naked, I felt self conscious but he inserted his long finger in me, pumping in and out completely distracting me.

"Aaron," I moaned out his name as he pumped harder and fast making me ride on the clouds of pleasure. I felt him rub my clit, the pleasure in me building up until I couldn't hold it anymore and exploded on his finger, stars dancing on my vision.

" You taste amazing," I heard him say followed by him licking the juices off his finger then burrying his face in the croak of my neck, rubbing his nose on a sensitive part.

"I um," at this point, my cheeks where redder than the redest tomato, he just touched me down there and licked his fingers.

"Let's go get you cleaned up," he said picking me up in his arms.

I lay my head on his chest hearing his heartbeat as he pushed the bathroom door open with his foot.

He made me sit on the toilet then turned on the shower.

"What are you doing?" I asked when he began stripping down his clothes.

"Shower, obviously,"

"Huh? We are showering together?" I ask eyeing him as he removed his sweatpants, the bulge in his boxers not going unnoticed. Just looking at the outline, I could tell he was big.

"Yes," he removed his boxers, his member sprunging out and I blinked looking at it. It was definitely big, and I don't think it will fit inside of me.

"Don't worry, I will wait until you are ready," he said holding my hand and helping me up.

We both entered the shower and he began washing me up but my eyes were fixed on it.

"Touch it! Stroke it," Cassy said pushing me

"What? I just can't do that," I said to her,

"He's our mate, he won't mind, now do it. Touch it!" she urged.

"Can I touch?" I randomly asked looking up at him and he stopped washing my hair looking at me.

Without even waiting for him to say yes, I found my hands wrapping around it and I felt it throb in my hands while he let out a groan saying,

"You are going to be the death of me, little peach,"

"Um," I bite my lip then moved my hands stroking it and he groaned yet again.

He fisted my hair with his one had while the other held the bathroom wall, I'm guessing for support.

He groaned out again and I took that as a yes continuing with my strokes until he let out another groan smacking his lips on mine, fisting my hair hard.

It was slightly painful but that didn't stop me from stroking him,

"Brooke, f**k," he cussed releasing all over my stomach, the releasing washing off with the water from the shower.

"Damn. Where did you learn that?" he asked panting lightly while looking deep into my eyes.

"Well I just I wanted to stroke it and----" I let the sentence hung my cheeks heating up again, there is no way I was going to tell him that I once walked in on my ex mate being stroked and sucked by his girlfriend.

Thankfully he didn't ask further and just let out a chuckle followed by washing my hair and body.

Once he was done, he washed up as well then wrapped me in a towel and did the same.

He picked me up and took me to his closet where he dressed me up in his shirt and boxers which were too big on me but I didn't complain since the clothes Vanessa and I bought where still in her car.

We walked out of the closet and he made me sit on the couch doing my hair.

"You know how to do hair?" I asked amused and surprised.

"Yes, I used to do my little sister's hair all the time when mom wasn't around, her hair is very different from yours but I'm sure I can handle it,"

" I trust you," I said as he took out the comb, the brush and hair products.

After what felt like hours of him detangling my hair and putting products, he finally put it in a bun with two curly strands framing my face.

"This is the first time I've seen my hair look so pretty, thank you," I said wrapping my arms around him,

"You are welcome little peach," he said with a chuckle patting my head.

I unwrapped myself from him and looked myself in the mirror again saying,

"I always wanted to look pretty on my birthday and you just made that possible," I confessed one of my biggest wishes while looking at him through the mirror,

"Birthday? It's your birthday today?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and I vigorously nodded my head saying,

"Yeah it's my seventeenth birthday,"

"It's your birthday and you didn't even tell me? Happy birthday mate!" He wrapped his arms around me twirling me and I laughed lightly hitting his arm while telling him to put me down.

"Oh my ---- I need to get you a gift and ---"

"no don't worry," I cut him off as he set my feet on the floor, "You being here, accepting me as your mate, buying me new clothes and doing my hair is more than I can ask for, I'm happy and content," I smiled lightly at him followed by kissing his cheek.

"That's still not enough, I need to get you something nice and---" he paused for a second then widely grinned saying, "I will be right back!"

"Wait Aaron!" I called after him but he walked out of the room closing the door behind him.