My Alpha and Beta

Ch. 95 - Balance of Fear

Brandon POV

"That was something." I said sitting on my desk. The crowd celebrate for a little while, but we needed to get setup. We already had groups camped out in the woods and everyone ready at their stations waiting for word of an attack.

"That was amazing. You are amazing." Barry walked to me, separating my legs and moving his hard body between them.

"I haven't been amazing, Barry. I don't even know how we pulled together as we did. Only yesterday Danny's pack was fighting ours and demanding Sophia's head."

"Now, they are united. Give yourself some credit, mate." His lips moved to my neck. Kissing me on my mark was a damn cheap shot. He knew how hard I got when he did that.

"Barry, mmm, baby, we need to finish closing the pack house and get in position." I moaned as my head fell back. We really didn't have time for this.

"I think you are in the perfect position." His hands grabbed my belt, yanking hard on it that it ripped in half.

"Barry!" I scolded him. I needed that belt.

"Brandon!" He teased back. "Shut up and let me please my Beta." He said, grabbing my pants and yanking them down. My dick sprang out, smacking him in the face as knelt before me. I growled at how sexy he looked.

"Are you upset they named me Beta? I'm just an omega." My fingers brushed in his blond hair.

"Upset? Do you honestly think anyone cares that your an omega with a beta title?" His eyes moved to my dick, then lick the length of me. I jolted at the tingles that shot down my shaft. Goddess, that fat tongue felt amazing wetting my cock.

"Mm, maybe."

"Well, you shouldn't. Everyone respects you, looks up to you. Baby, you've been leading us for weeks." He spoke as his hand and tongue teased me.

"Barry, goddess that's distracting."

"Does it feel good?" His lips sucked on my tip as he hummed over me.

"Fuck!" I whispered under my breath. I was losing control I desperately needed to have right now. "We were supposed to... oh goddess, Barry. You're so bad. We are supposed to talk." I looked down at him, my eyes burning to fill my mate's mouth with so much built up cum I made for him.

"We were, but you need me to take care of you this time." He kissed up my shaft. "Show me how bad I've been, baby. Give my dirty mouth a proper punishment. Deep throat me until I can't speak." His voice was so seductive as he licked me up and down. His hand cupped my balls, massaging them lightly.

I grabbed his hair, yanking his head back. "You want to be punished?" I said, realizing Barry liked to be dominant. I mean completely dominant. He wanted me to use him until there was nothing left.

"I need this Brandon. I need you to show me that I belong to you." He pleaded, looking into my eyes. I smiled at him, but could feel his need for my approval.

"My bad boy does need to be punished."

"Goddess yes." He moaned. He pushed his thick finger into his mouth and sucked hard on it, moving it in and out, while I held his head back by his hair.

"Open your mouth, now!" I ordered. He popped his finger out and opened wide for me.

I stood, letting go of his hair and grabbing my dick. My tip teased his lips, painting them with my precum. He looked so sexy like this.

"Baby, you were such a bad boy and I'm going to take it all out on this beautiful mouth. I pushed my dick over his tongue and down his throat. He gagged and I smiled. "You like that, don't you?"