Brynn's Beta

Chapter 8--Jace (18+)

The morning of Brynn’s birthday I was a wreck. I wanted nothing more than to run down to her room, sweep her into my arms, and kiss the heck out of her. I think my fear or my nerves held me back. My wolf was prancing around in my head, trying to get me to go to her.

What if she didn’t want me? I was quite a bit older than her. What if she didn’t want to be mated to ranked wolf? Brynn was sweet and reserved, she liked her privacy. Being mated to a ranked wolf could be hard for her. She might prefer a simpler life—with less stress, less demands on her time. But I had to think that the Moon Goddess knew what she was doing when she paired us. That somehow we would complement each other and bring out the best in one another. What if she rejected me? What could I say to apologize that was sufficient? I was completely worked up and had no idea what to do.

I was pacing in my living room arguing with myself when I smelled something. It was Brynn, but so much better. Like 100 times stronger than before she got her wolf. I ran out into my hallway and there she was. She was stunning, the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I don’t know how she became more beautiful over the last week, but she had. I think Aspen was with her, but I’m not sure. My heart was pounding in my ears and my senses narrowed, only focusing on the magnificent creature standing at the entrance to my suite. My wolf was going absolutely berserk in my head, fully and immediately accepting Brynn as our mate and our fate.

My feet moved forward involuntarily until I was standing right in front of her. I couldn’t control my movements, my control hanging by a thread. My hand reached forward and I stroked her cheek. Brynn leaned into my touch.

“Mate?” she whispered. Eagerly, I nodded.

“My mate, my love,” I murmured as I wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her close. The tingles that were present in the common room, the hallway, the kitchen, and the dance were magnified 10-fold.

Brynn blinked a few times and again whispered, “mate!” like she was having hard time believing the bond between us. She threw her arms around my neck as she nuzzled into my neck taking in my scent. Aspen had completely disappeared, giving us our privacy.

Whispering “mine” I dipped my head and buried my nose in her neck. “Brynn,” I whispered, “my mate. Mine,” as I finally, finally kissed her marking spot. She shuddered and moaned at the sensation. The air was thick with her arousal and I was having a hard time controlling my wolf and myself. I found her lips again and breathed her in. She melted perfectly against me with the sweetest little moan. Our kiss intensified as I caressed and squeeze her ass. Finally! I had been wanting to get my hands on it for weeks.

Brynn’s breath caught and she pulled back a little.

I panicked a little thinking I had moved to fast and scared her, but she was into it, “what’s wrong?”

“Nothing … I mean so much …” she waved her hand around kind of adorably “… I mean are you really my mate?!”

I laughed, Brynn was so freaking cute. I brought my hand up and stroked her face. She closed her eyes at the sensation, “do you feel that?” I whispered. She nodded. I grabbed her hand and kissed her palm, placing it on my cheek. Sighing at the intensity of the tingles sweeping through my body, “those tingles mean you’re mine and I’m yours. You’re my mate, Brynn.” I stared at her face, relishing every eyelash, her cute nose, plump, red lips—puffy from my kisses. I adored the woman standing in front of me, and I think I had her whole life. I just didn’t recognize it until recently.

I kissed her again because I needed to and she eagerly returned the kiss as she jumped into my arms. I couldn’t help the growl that escaped my chest as I carried her down the hallway desperately trying to taste her as we went. I was hard and mercifully Brynn started to grind against my length. She stopped and pulled back a little and it seemed like she was nervous. I stopped and sat down with her on my lap on the couch.

A piece of hair was dangling in front of her face. I reached up to tuck it behind her ear. I felt like I owed her an explanation about my behavior. I didn’t want her to hesitate to accept our bond because of something I did. I swallowed hard, my nerves catching up to me and apologized. Brynn looked down at her hands before her sapphire orbs found mine, “I missed you too. Somehow, I think I knew. I almost tracked you down last night because I was nervous and I knew being close to you would help me feel better.” She smiled softly at me and my heart leapt into my throat! She wanted me and she wasn’t mad.

I grinned and leaned forward, eager for her lips, her skin, the taste of her. As my lips trailed across her, her head tilted back and she groaned again. The little sounds coming from her mouth had me even harder in my jeans. Fvck! I was leaking pre-c*m like a sieve and my d!ck probably had a permanent zipper imprint or something. There was definitely going to be a spot, but I didn’t care. Not with Brynn’s arousal thick in the air. Suddenly, she turned and straddled me, ripping of my shirt. I was surprised and thrilled. She grabbed my face and nipped at my lower lip before groaning into my mouth and invading it with her tongue.

If I was half naked, it was only fair she was as well. Plus, I was dying to see her and her magnificent body. I pulled her shirt off and kissed my way down her chest. I wanted my mouth on her n*****s to see if I could elicit more of those sinful sounds coming from her mouth. I nipped and sucked at her through her lacy little bra that was barely holding in her incredible t*ts. I don’t know if she knew how sensitive she was, but she liked it.

Her back arched and she mumbled something about wanting me. We were definitely on the same page, because there was nothing and I do mean nothing I wanted more than Brynn.

“… I mean inside me …” she panted as I flicked and squeezed her n****e.

I paused, I was pretty sure she was a virgin, something that thrilled me because I was a possessive sonofabitch. I hoped she wouldn’t be too mad that I had experience. I admit, female virginity was a double standard in our world, but I wasn’t expecting her to save herself or anything, I was just curious.

“Have you ever …?” I asked.

She looked a little ashamed, for what I have no idea, she was magnificent and I didn’t care if she didn’t know anything. We could figure it out together.

“No,” she whispered and my baser instincts took over. I growled and picked up her up, carrying to my bed. If this was her first time, I wanted it to be memorable and special.

Once we were in my room, our room, I guess. I paused to make sure she was ok with everything. Mating and marking immediately was generally assumed, but each couple made their own decision. “You’re sure? Because there’s no rush. This only happens when you’re ready and you’re comfortable.” I took a deep breath, not sure if the incident with Will would trigger anything for her. I wanted this to be good for her with no pressure or expectation from me.

She looked right at me and licked her lips. My eyes immediately tracked that movement, and I got harder if that was possible. “If you knew how wet I was for you, you wouldn’t be saying that.”

FVCK! I ripped off my clothes, confident my eyes were fully black. I left my briefs on, hoping to ease Brynn’s nerves. I could feel her heart pounding a mile a minute, and I was not a small man. We would fit together beautifully, but it was going to take a bit of stretching and it would probably hurt her. My heart clenched at the thought. I only wanted her to experience pleasure—no pain, ever. I don’t care how unrealistic that concept was.

“All the way off,” Brynn demanded. I pulled off my briefs as well. Brynn stood there, eyes trailing up and down my physique. I saw her eyes darken, the longer she stared. She wanted me too.

I needed her back in my arms and naked, “your turn,” I whispered as I slowly began to strip off her remaining clothes, kissing down her body, tasting her skin, relishing the feel of her. Bringing over to the bed, I pulled her close, “stunning,” I whispered as we continued kissing, slow and deep. My hands were everywhere, caressing Brynn, feeling her, touching her in the ways about which I had been dreaming.

I couldn’t believe all my fantasies were coming true, that the woman of my dreams was in my bed, wet and willing, wanting me like I wanted her. Sweet little moans and sighs were falling from Brynn’s lips and there was a flush across her chest and neck. Her chest heaved with her breath and I could tell she was ready. I was too, my erection was pressed against her thigh. I wanted inside her, but first I had to make sure she was ready.

“Do you touch yourself?”

The flush across her chest traveled up to her cheeks, so lovely, “sometimes.”

“Will you show me?”

I followed her hand down her body towards her lower lips, feeling with her. I ripped off her panties so I could see all of her. Returning to her lips, I kissed her while she started stroking herself, my hand on hers, feeling, learning how she liked to be touched. I worked my way down and sucked a n****e between my lips. Brynn must have liked that because she moaned louder and I felt her getting wetter.

Her breath changed and I knew she was close. Gently, I inserted a finger into her channel to stretch her. Matching her pace, I kept stroking until I felt that little patch of nerves deep inside her. Brynn released a series of moans and cusses that practically had me coming between her legs. I had to think about some very specific and gross stuff so I didn’t blow my load before I even got inside her. She was rubbing her clit faster chasing her release, so I again matched my pace her to hers. This was, perhaps, the most erotic experience of my life so far. I never thought having a mate would be this intense, this intimate.

When Brynn cried out my name as she clim@xed, something blossomed in my heart that I had never felt before. I loved Brynn. Loved her. In that moment I knew I would spend every minute of every hour for the rest of my life loving her, protecting her, and making her happy. She was mine and I was about to sink my teeth into her neck to show the world.

Once she finished, I stretched her for a while, while she was sated and relaxed. I continued to tease her with my lips and murmured how sexy she looked. Finally, she opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close, “Pretty sure that was my first real org*sm,” she whispered, “I want more.”

I couldn’t help the grin that crossed my face. I was about to get suited up, when I paused. It was a weird time to talk about pups, but it was important. I wanted pups whenever Brynn wanted them and I hoped she would want several. I loved kids and had great memories of growing up with several siblings. She had already taken precautions. When I rumbled my delight against her chest, Brynn shivered, arched her back, forcing her magnificent t*ts against my chest and demanded more foreplay. My pleasure. After a while, she pulled my face close to hers, “Jace, I’m ready. I want you and I want you to mark me.”

I leaned back and Brynn started to cover up. That just wouldn’t do. Gently, I held her legs apart telling her how I felt, how beautiful she was, how I was going to make her mine. She smiled at me and started to touch me. Fvck! It felt good. The tingles, the sensations, being naked with my fated mate. I couldn’t wait to be inside her, the feelings were only going to get better. Sinking my teeth into her neck, fvck! I wasn’t going to last at all if I wasn’t careful.

I put a pillow under Brynn’s hips and positioned myself at her entrance. I leaned close to kiss her as I gently pushed inside. “Breathe with me, my sweet mate,” I whispered against her lips.

“Say it again,” she murmured.

“Mate,” I breathed as I pushed in further. She was so wet and so tight, my c*ck almost felt strangled. Goddess, it was glorious. Brynn wiggled her hips a little and I slipped in further. She cried out as I pushed through her innocence, and my heart clenched. I hated that there was any pain involved in this for her. It should be a celebration of our love for each other. I quickly pushed in all the way and paused, giving Brynn little kisses to help her relax. She wrapped her arms around me took a deep breath.

“You ok?”

“Hmm …I feel gooooooood. Full. Can you move?”

Thank Goddess, because I was sweating holding still, doing everything in my power to not pound her into oblivion. All my instincts were crying out to sink my teeth into her, but I was barely holding on. She felt so good clenching around me. I could barely move with her tightness. I tried to slow my release, but then she asked me to move and asked if it was good for me?!?

Goddess, how did I get so lucky?

I kept my strokes short, trying to make it good for her, but I could feel the sweat blossoming on my forehead with the effort to hold back my release. How could I ask Brynn to come with me when it was her first time? I kissed her and swiveled my hips before I pushed back in. There were such sweet, sweet sounds and soft cusses falling from Brynn’s lips and she felt so good clenching around me. I lost control and couldn’t hold off as buried my face in her neck and came deep inside her.

I was mortified. How could I lose control like that? I hadn’t been with a ton of woman, but I always made it good for them. This was my mate and I couldn’t even make it good for her and I didn’t mark her. I felt like a complete failure. I couldn’t even look at Brynn. What if she was disappointed and decided to reject me? This was a nightmare. Not only was her first time not memorable, she didn’t even get to finish.

I kept apologizing to her until she finally pulled my head up to hers and cracked a cute little joke. It made me feel so much better and suddenly I realized I was still inside her and getting hard again. Time to really show Brynn what s*x with your mate was like. I rolled us and she started rocking and bouncing and grinding against me immediately. I encouraged her as I stroked her skin and played with her n*****s.

Soon, Brynn was close again, and I wanted to push her along a little so I could mark her. Plus, her magnificent breasts were bouncing with each thrust and I didn’t want to blow my load again. I pressed my thumb against her clit and started rubbing. She bounced harder against me and threw back her head in bliss, crying out her release. She clenched down so hard around me, I thought some blood flow might be cut off, but I rolled us, so I could mark her. I pushed her knees up so I could drive deeper inside and shifted her hips until I felt Brynn’s g-spot. Right as she fell apart, I honed in on her marking spot and sunk my teeth into the skin. She came again and I was right with her. The org*sm I experienced was incredible, like mind-blowing. I couldn’t wait for Brynn to mark me.

Carefully, I pulled out and pulled Brynn close. Her eyes were closed and she had a cute little smile on her face. I kissed her sweaty forehead, “how did that feel?”

“Hmm …” she purred against me, “amazing.”

Brynn snuggled in closer and we dozed for a while. I woke up with her lips kissing down my chest.

“HmMmm …” I rumbled.

“Oh, good. You’re awake,” Brynn looked up and fluttered her eyes at me, “I’m dying to mark you!” she insisted.

I grinned and pulled her up on top of me, “oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” she grinned back.

“You know that’s best done when I’m buried deep inside you,” I commented.

She pushed herself up and straddled me, “Well then, get going big boy,” she teased. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep Sophia at bay.”

“Just Sophia?” I chuckled.

“No, me too. Got to keep all those handsy bitches away from you. You belong to me,” she boldly declared.

I felt myself harden underneath her, “Damn right, I do,” I growled.

I sat up with my legs straight out in front of me, “Come here,” I demanded. Brynn crawled over and straddled me again. Using my hand, I gripped the base of my c*ock. “Let’s try it this way,” I suggested, “your pace and as much penetration as you want. When we’re close, lean in and mark me, ok?”

Eagerly, she nodded and lifted herself until I was centered underneath her. Carefully she slid down my length, taking me all the way inside, “Oh, fvck! That’s good,” I mumbled.

Brynn giggled, “I can’t believe how amazing this feels.” She lifted her self up and down gently fvcking me and exclaimed again. I loved experiencing the newness of intercourse with Brynn. She made everything so much better.

“Brynn, baby, you’re amazing. You feel so good, your tight little puzzy squeezing my c*ck. You going to come and claim me? Put your mark on my neck for everyone to see?”

“Yes! Oh yes!” she cried, bouncing faster. My girl loved the dirty talk. I wonder what else she would like? I couldn’t wait to find out. I gripped her hips and started fvcking her from below, gently, while I sucked a n****e between my teeth. I couldn’t resist, her b*obs were right there in my face, taunting me.

Brynn shifted and slowed down taking these full, deep strokes—pulling me all the way out and dropping down. After a few minutes, I couldn’t take it. Brynn was a fvcking s*x goddess. I don’t know if she knew what she was doing to me or if it felt good for her, but I loved it.

“Fvck! I’m close again, baby,” I growled after a few minutes.

“Me too,” she panted, leaning in close. She kissed and sucked at my marking spot which pushed me closer. Brynn sunk her teeth deep into my neck and I completely fell apart. I had the most explosive org*sm of my life and dumped buckets inside my mate. It felt like I came forever. My vision was clouded with dark spots and I almost passed out. I only hoped Brynn came as well, because the only thing I could feel was the completion of my soul being tied to my mate in the most important way possible.

A while later, I opened my eyes to find my arms wrapped around Brynn, with her head nuzzled in my neck, sleeping. My legs were numb from how we were sitting, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I was marked, my mate was marked, and we were naked together in my bed. Finally.