The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 47

We arrived at my home, and Eros held me closely.

I blushed, fondling the hem of his cloth “I should go inside, take a shower, and wear a proper cloth,”

“What’s wrong with what you’re wearing now?” he asked.

“Well… Gem, you know, I began and his lips curled up into a smile.

“I like that endearment, but I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he chipped in

“Eros, my love,” I said, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “I am wearing my shirt, and smell like…

“Like what, Butter?” he asked wickedly. His sapphire eyes shone with amusement and mischief.

“Like… uhm, you know,” my cheeks were crimson red.

“No, I don’t know,” he tilted his eyebrows and moved dangerously closer “Tell me, you smell like you’ve just been thoroughly mated and marked? You smell like me?” He whispered into my ear. My belly clenched at the sound of his sensual voice.

His hands grab bes my waist possessively, his nose nuzzling my neck “I do think that it’s a marvelous thing. You smell like me, and I smell like you. It will serve as a warning to other men that you belong to me.”

I could feel my hunger for him building, so I quickly kissed him and ran off.

An hour later, Eros appeared in my room and took me out on a date. When we entered his white Ferrari, he crashed his lips on mine “Youre so fucking beautiful,”

I kissed him and climbed onto his laps when he snatched his lips from mine. “Let’s have dinner before I eat you myself.”

That made my stomach clench deliciously as he ignited the car. watched him under my thick eyelashes as his arm muscles flexed while be handled the car.

I watched the graceful way his sleek fingers moved as if was stroking the steering wheel, and I imagined what those fingers could do.

Suddenly he groaned “What?” I jolted, coming out of my reverie.

he groaned, his hands grabbing the steering wheel

tomato red. Oh Goddess, I totally forgot about that. He could

room for a month..or five…right after I feed you,” he mumbles to

Yes, please!

in front of The Food Paradise, the fanciest restaurant in the city. In a flash, he was out of the car,

led

woman in her early thirties hurried over even before we stepped inside the

she

so good to see

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Chapter 47

of their heads, and

her with

she informed him “Right this

restaurant

You come here often?” I asked Eros, looking up

“Sometimes,” he answered.

the delicious smell of food. Ahhh… food. I was

suits, and women in beautiful designer

many of them are werewolves, and two Vampire. Conversations hushed and the well–dressed patrons looked up as soon as we stepped in. I couldn’t blame them. Eos looksd gorgeous even

of

a combination of danger and reckless

pulled me closer to him as we walked past the tables,

stand it when the men stare at you like

him with so interest, despite having

lustful gaze at

section at the fourth floor of the building. A group of good looking men and two women come up to meet

bowed. Eros simply pulled one of them into

man that looked like in his mid–twenties. Eros later told me that they were members of the King’s

room where Arthur, Adonis, and Beauty