Her Beta

Again with the Trouble: Her Beta Chapter 11

Chapter 11:

The door to our room is a beautiful dark wood door, but the room within it is even more beautiful than even that. The floor is the same dark wood as the door, the walls are a deep ocean blue, and the bed is set up close to the window. A nightstand on each side of the bed, one being the only thing keeping space between the wall with the window and the bed that Oliver had moved for us.

The dresser was across the room from the bed and underneath the mantled flat screen TV. The suitcases were standing in front of them ready for me to unpack and put away the way I want just as Oliver had said. I could see the bucket of shoes was in front of one of the opened doors in the room. The room was far larger than the one before, but I wasn't going to complain. I just continued to look around with a smile on my face before turning to Oliver to see that he had a soft smile on his face as he watched me look around the room curiously.

"This is really our new room? It's so much bigger than the last." I state looking at him with a smile and the tiniest bit of a tilt to my head.

"Hm, yes, this is our actual room. This is the main bedroom of the beta floor and meant for the Beta couple to reside in. It is bigger, but that's because it's the main bedroom instead one of the extra rooms." He states in response to my comment. I turn to look around the room again when I feel Oliver move to hold me around the waist from behind. I lean back into him feeling the warmth that he just radiates naturally surround the entirety of me.

I'm comfortable just standing in Oliver's arms when I hear the click clack of heels against the floor above us. It is then that I realize that I'm about to really dislike the day. I move out of Oliver's arms and pull him so that he is sitting on the bed. He just looks at me curiously, but lets me do whatever I'm doing to him. I unbutton at least half of the buttons on his white shirt and run my fingers continuously through his soft hair until I'm sure that it looks messed up enough. Then I move onto the bed and sit to straddle Oliver's lap. He just looks at confused, but doesn't say a word as place my hands on his face and smile at him.

I kiss him slowly, him reciprocating immediately, as my hands move from holding his face to moving through his silky soft hair. The kiss beginning to heat up as Oliver's hands that had been holding my waist when I'd first kissed him moved to grip my waist and move along the spine of my back. Every time his hand runs up my spine, I feel myself arch into his body as the tingle of his touch causes me to shiver.

Oliver pulls back to look at me before immediately kissing me again, moving his tongue lightly across my bottom lip asking for access. I nervously opened my mouth slightly wider to him, not sure at all what I was supposed to be doing, but following whatever Oliver went with. I could not concentrate on anything except the feel of Oliver's medium dark brown silky hair as it glided through my fingers, the tingling warm feeling radiating from Oliver's hands firmly gripping my waist, and the intoxicating electric feel of Oliver's kiss.

"What the hell is going on?!" a screechy voice exclaims. Oliver and I break apart to look at the doorway. Standing there in the doorway is a pissed off redhead. She's dressed in an oversized shirt and a large flowing skirt that almost reaches the floor. "Oliver what the hell do you think you're doing?! Why are you entertaining this little slut?! Why are you in this dingy little room?!" She continues to screech. I put my head closer to Oliver to try to drown out her painful voice.

"Bella, be careful about what you say." Oliver growls out at her. I can feel the anger he's feeling at her cruel questions. I can tell that he doesn't like that she called me a slut and the room dingy and little when I'd said that I'd liked it. His grip on my waist was tense as was the rest of his body, every instinct in him telling him to be on alert with this female because she could be a threat to his mate, me.