Beta Bully (F/F) - Chapter 43 (Early Access) (Patreon)

Sweat & Steam

Stifling heat had sweat rolling down Darcy’s spine as she huffed cardboard boxes full of pack purchases into the main pack house. She hadn’t a clue what was inside any of them, and the weights and dimensions altered from box to box. Regardless, someone had been on a major online spending spree.

“Oh, you are working far too hard, little one.”

The voice almost caused her to stumble. Darcy turned on her back foot, cardboard clutched to her chest. A middle-aged woman with a bun of fly-away waves was approaching her up the drive.

“Let me help you, Omega,” she cooed, hoisting a box and bumping Darcy’s hip with her own.

“Oh, thank you,” Darcy said slowly. The heat had fried her brain to a level that she could barely register words anymore.

“Get out of the sun for a bit.” The woman shooed her through the back door of the kitchen to sit amongst the small fort of packages. Darcy sat on the cool tiles of the floor and sighed.

After a minute or two, she said, “Thank you, again.” She swiped a forearm over her sweaty forehead. “I don’t think I realised just how close I was getting to melting,” she joked wearily.

“You looked like a tiny zombie,” the woman said with a sad smile. “The alpha isn’t overworking you, is she?”

Wary of unwanted listeners, Darcy replied, “No, no, I just got carried away with the task.”

“Oh, good,” the woman said slowly. She had shifted four boxes already. “I do worry about our Alpha Nico, you know.”

Darcy didn’t have the energy to gather genuine interest in Alpha Nico’s problems. Instead, she grunted, “Oh?”

The woman shook her head hopelessly. “Actually both of them,” she said. “Getting on in their years to still be un-mated.”

“Both?”

“Alpha and beta.” She nodded upwards. The floor above them contained the alpha’s office and beta meeting room that was shared between Luna and Oli. “Finding your soul-mate- well,” she stopped herself with a sigh. “I suppose I don’t need to tell you, but it really completes you. It betters you.”

Darcy nodded and pulled herself up from the ground on wobbly legs. “Definitely.” Alpha Marshall hadn’t been the only one to congratulate Darcy on Luna’s new attitude since finding out she was her soul-mate. Post-birthday Luna had only matured even further. She was unspeakably proud of her.

“I Just think a little more effort on their parts wouldn’t hurt, you know?” the woman continued. It was clear she had been looking for someone to listen to her opinion on the matter for a while. “There are plenty of soul-mate search events in the area - I sent my son to one! After a few meetings his soul-mate turned up looking as well.”

“That sounds promising,” Darcy agreed as she filled a pair of cups with cold water. She offered one to the woman.

“You have to start making some kind of effort once you reach your twenties, no point wasting time when you know your soul-mate is out there.”

Darcy chugged her water and gave the woman a shrug. “They’re very busy,” she suggested. The excuse sounded flat even to her own ears.

“Mmm.”

Darcy dropped her cup in the sink and geared herself up to go back outside. “Thank you for your help, I can get the last couple of boxes.”

“If you’re sure,” the woman said uncertainly, although she was already walking away. Darcy nodded with her best exhausted smile. “Take care of yourself, little one.”

Her own soul-mate rocked up right as Darcy was balancing the final package at the top of her tetris creation.

“Perfect timing,” Darcy said with an exaggerated eye roll. Trust Miss Muscles to arrive when the work was over.

Luna grinned. “You’ve been breaking a serious sweat!” She sounded far too proud.

“Yeah, stay back,” Darcy laughed with raised palms. “I need a shower.”

She stepped in close, hooking her body over Darcy’s and breathing in deep through her nose. “Let’s go take one,” she said with a gravelly tone and a flash of canine.

Darcy stared up at her through her lashes, a new heat sweeping her skin. “It would need to be quick…” she mumbled.

“Has Alpha Nico given you something else to do?”

“No, but-”

“You’ve clearly worked hard already today, you can take a break for a bit.”

“But Alpha Nico-”

“And I’m Beta Luna.” The confidence in her voice sent a tiny shiver of arousal down Darcy’s spine. “I can authorise a break for a few hours. Come on, let’s go get soapy. Then I’ll take you into town for a coffee.”

“Can Melody and Reece come?”

“For the coffee, not the shower,” Luna said sternly.

Darcy laughed and followed her up the stairs, pulling out her phone to arrange the meet-up.

By the time she had confirmed the coffee date with her friends, Luna was running through the suite butt naked. Darcy gasped and slammed the front door shut behind her. A trail of clothes littered the floor of the living room and she kicked them aside, following her.

The sound of the shower spray had her hurrying out of her clothes faster. When she stepped through the doorway to the bathroom, the room had already filled with steam. With golden curls slicked down to her head, Luna was watching her from under the shower head. Her eyes had switched again, into predator mode. Dark and hungry and following her every move effortlessly.

She beckoned her in with a crooked finger.

Darcy tiptoed around the glass and Luna’s arms snatched her against her the moment her toes touched water. Darcy giggled against her chest and Luna squashed her between her body and the tiled wall. Cold at her back and hot against her breasts. Hers were bigger, but softer. Luna’s were perkier. They pressed together perfectly, though.

The water trickled over her, dampening all the places that weren’t already wet purely from the sight of her soul-mate. Luna’s face covered hers, protecting her eyes from the spray and creating an umbrella effect with her perfect golden head. Her curls became a halo. But her expression was devious.

She only needed one hand to keep Darcy pressed to the wall, the other sunk down, grazing the wet skin of her stomach to settle between her legs. She stroked at her, never breaking eye-contact. Black and gold locked in a staring match that Darcy would undoubtedly lose. With every brush of her fingers over her clit she was fighting to keep her pupils from crossing. The room was too hot, the steam was bringing on a light-headedness, and all she could do was dangle in her embrace as she coaxed her to the edge.

When she came, she pinched Luna’s forearm between her knees and sobbed with her head slumped back against wet tile. Luna sucked on her throat as though her sweat were a delicacy, awaiting her afterglow.

Kneeling on the wet tiles, Darcy took her into her mouth and showed her affection in the only way her hazy mind could comprehend in that moment.

There was still a tremble in Darcy’s thighs when Luna pulled out of the pack drive. If she was in any way affected by what they had just done, it wasn’t noticeable in her driving.

She got them into town and parked up near her favourite coffee shop. Luna helped Darcy out of the passenger side and kept hold of her shaking hand until they had ordered their drinks. Melody and Reece were waiting inside for them.

After a swiftly sipped espresso, Luna conveniently ducked out to run some errands. Which Darcy was pretty sure was code for sitting in her car for a bit, giving the submissive trio time to talk alone.

Darcy didn’t waste any time jumping into the most important topic at the table. “How are things going with Alpha Marshall?”

Reece shrugged.

Melody sighed dreamily. “He’s just the sweetest piece of pie, Darcy. You never told us what an angel he is!”

“Oh, I knew him more by reputation than personally,” Darcy admitted. “Everyone talks about how nice he is.”

“He’s so nice to everyone, Darce.”

“He’s been visiting your pack a lot, then?” Darcy asked.

“Yep.” Melody nodded with her gossip grin firmly in place. “I think he’s good friends with our alpha because no one else gets granted access to the lands this many times.” She added consiprationally, “He turns up just about every two days.”

Darcy turned to Reece. “And are you okay with that?” she asked gently.

Reece was as stony-faced as ever. “It’s fine, I guess,” he grunted.

Melody shook her head. “I don’t know how you can find anything wrong with a fine man, an alpha no less, bringing you flowers and sweets every couple of days. And all for the pleasure of a few minutes in your company.”

“Yeah,” Darcy tacked on. “And we hang out with you all the time, so we know your company sucks ass.”

Reece finally cracked a smile.

“Thanks, Darce,” he said. “I guess I should be more grateful that my soul-mate is such a stalker.”

“You really struggled to find anything to complain about, didn’t you?” Melody teased. “How long did it take you to pluck the word ‘stalker’ out?”

“I get that you guys think he’s nice-”

“Is he not nice?” Darcy interrupted. If Alpha Marshall was secretly a fraud, she wouldn’t be able to sleep from the guilt of putting Reece in his path.

“He is,” Reece reassured her. Then his tone turned bitter again. “It’s so annoying. He’s such a fucking gentleman. You can tell he was raised specifically to be a good alpha and nothing else, he grew perfectly into the mould that was placed around him at birth.”

“Once again,” Melody drawled. “I’m not seeing an issue.”

“I don’t want to be a perfect alpha mate. I don’t want to have to act like he does for the rest of my life just to keep up appearances. I want…”

He flushed and scrunched his mouth. The girls leant in closer, Melody wiggling her brows excitedly.

“I just want to be soul-mates first,” Reece said quietly. “Do the young-and-dumb-in-love thing before all the responsibilities kick in.”

“I think the best thing you can do is let it happen naturally and enjoy the moment,” said Darcy. “You don’t know what he will be like once you’re together as mates.” She thought back to the woman who had helped her with the packages, about soul-mates once they were ‘complete’. “If you look at Luna as an example of the before and after of mate maturity, I think you’ll agree that Alpha Marshall might still surprise you. Maybe he’s better at separating work life from personal life than you think.”

“Titled wolves don’t get to separate themselves from their title,” said Reece.

“Don’t remind me,” Darcy joked wearily. She had no idea what she would be returning to after their coffee date. She attempted to take her own advice and enjoy the moment, sipping on her iced coffee.