Tossed Between Her Defiant Mates By Alexis Dee
Chapter 54 Spilling More Than Just Beans (Bellamy Holmes)
I sat on the couch and grabbed my phone, pulling up some pictures of Genevieve on the screen. Caspian had actually taken a picture of her while she was sitting in front of Finch and shared it with the group to tease Wolvin, who wasn’t paying attention to what was happening inside.
Well, good for me. It will help me beat my meat now. I unzipped my p*ants and pulled my d*ick out. It was so f*ucking h*ard that I felt like even if I t*ouched it, it would explode.
Gently holding it from the b*ottom, I began to rub my h*and up and down, zooming in on her n*ipples.
“They look so yummy,” I groaned, closing my eyes and squirming, yearning for her t*ouch.
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If she is here in front of me right now, I will s*trip her n*aked and l*ick every inch of her body, even biting her. I was going crazy, rubbing my d*ick for her.
It was unlike me to get so mesmerized by someone, but it didn’t just happen today. I remember feeling the same way back when we were attempting to take off her pendant. Even then, I couldn’t help but be captivated by her presence. I managed to get my h*ands on her for a few fleeting moments, feeling incredibly fortunate, until she pulled away, leaving me wanting more.
This is what frustrates me about her. Why can’t she simply give in and let me t*ouch her whenever I desire? Why does she have to complicate things by becoming upset and pulling away in response to something I’ve done?
I had my eyes closed and my h*and shagging off my c*ock in speed with my phone slipping down my h*and when I heard someone let out a grunt, and it broke my concentration.
Upon opening my eyes, I saw Ariel standing in front of me with my phone in her h*ands. She was staring at the screen like she had seen a ghost.
“What is this?” She gasped, dropping the coffees on the ground and quickly zooming out before I could have my d*ick inside my p*ants and get up. “Ariel! Give it back to me,” I managed to retrieve my phone, but it was too late. The damage had already been done, and she had seen the picture, realizing it was of Genevieve.
“You are masturbating over her picture?” She had her eyes widened and her m*outh agape.
I didn’t even know what to say. I got caught red-h*anded.
My d*ick was still h*ard and ready to let the c*um out like a waterfall while she was bombarding me with those angry glares. I never want to be in that situation again.
“I was— trying to do it so that I wouldn’t do it with her,” I stammered, feeling unsure of my own words. She began to nod her h*ead, letting out a little whimper as she paced around. “You told me you were only with her because of her father’s status,” she said, her tone laced with disappointment, as she began to remind me of all the promises I had made to her after I accepted Genevieve.
“Yes! That is true,” I replied, trying not to lie but struggling to find a way to cover up my mistakes and the mess I had created.
“Then why—why do you have her picture in that dress? Who was she sitting with? What kind of games is that w*hore playing to get your attention?” Ariel’s emotions spilled over, and she started to cry and vent her frustration at Genevieve while I desperately attempted to calm her down, holding her by her arms.
“Look at me,” I insisted, pulling her closer. “I am her mate, and because I stay with her, sometimes I feel a heat. But in order to resist any temptations with her, I thought being here would help,” I rambled, struggling to find the right words to explain myself. I knew it was a feeble attempt, and there might be no excuse to satisfy her after she saw me masturbating at Genevieve’s picture.
“Then you should have let me take care of you,” she said, and although I wasn’t feeling it at the moment, I knew I had to make things right.
Whatever fascination I had with Genevieve was temporary. Ariel was my forever, and I needed to fix things with her. I couldn’t afford to lose her. “I didn’t want you to come here and help me, thinking I got turned on by Genevieve and then—,” just when I thought I was using all the right approaches, I messed up.
“You got turned on by her? Is that why you came here? Because you couldn’t keep your h*ands to yourself?” She began to shout, making me close my eyes and take a deep breath.
Lately, it has been increasingly stressful for her. She would always yell and hit me, just to assert her dominance over an alpha. Little did she know that the day I am done with her, I can drop her annoying a*ss.
“You said she was annoying–,” she then slammed me on the chest, making me close my eyes to control my anger. “I didn’t lie. She is annoyingly cute—,” That was it, another big mistake.
“Listen!” Once she gave me that silent look, I realized she was done with this argument.
“Babe, come on,” I tried to hold her, but she shrugged herself free and left the house without even saying anything.
‘Wow, that went well,’ my wolf commented, causing me to clench my jaw in frustration at his insensitive remark.
‘Now, can we h*ead back home and apologize to Genevieve? I’m pretty sure you hurt her when you grabbed her,’ my wolf suggested, still insisting I should pursue Genevieve instead of Ariel.
‘Forget about Genevieve. Whenever she’s involved, things always get ruined,’ I yelled, finally realizing that this entire situation started because of her. If only she had stayed quiet in the house, none of this would have happened. Now, Ariel has left, and I’m left clueless about the state of our relationship.”
I had to stay behind to take a shower before going out to look for her. Despite my anger towards her, deep down, I couldn’t deny the love I had for Ariel. We’ve been together for years, and I couldn’t just abandon her for some wealthy b*rat…