Beta Xavier Costa.

Eleanor Amato - POV

The bathroom door burst open, which made my eyes fly open to see Xavier standing near the doorway. His pupils were dilated, and beads of sweat coated his forehead. “Xavier,” I called out, but it sounded more like a moan.

“Shit, Eleanor, you should have told me that you were in heat.” Xavier gritted out, but just by hearing his deep voice, the pain slightly eased. I got up from the water, and this made his eyes immediately glued to my body which was dripping with water.

“I didn't know, Xavier. All I knew was that I wanted you here with me.” I said as I walked towards him.

“Eleanor,” he mumbled as I came to a stop in front of him and cupped his face in my palms. “Why don't you stay in this room, I will get someone to help you with this,” Xavier asked me, and this crushed my heart.

Doesn't he want me?

My eyes glossed over with tears as the sting of his rejection tore my heart. “Why are you crying?” he asked me as a tear slipped from my eye.

“You don't want me?” I asked him, but he shook his head.

“You have no idea how much I am struggling to control myself right now.”

“It doesn't look like that,” I said, and when I was about to step away from him, his hands wrapped around my waist, and he pulled my body toward him. Every inch of my naked body molded with his in perfect sync as if we were two pieces of a puzzle.

His hands roamed around my hot skin, soothing the ache and burn, but that was not enough. I moved extra close to him to find some sort of relief when something hard poked my stomach, and a gasp left my mouth. “That is how much you affect me right now,” he whispered, and I looked up into his dark eyes.

“Why don't you want me then?” I asked him.

“You are in heat, Eleanor. And, I don't want you to regret this night when you wake up tomorrow,” he said. I looked deep into his eyes to see if he was lying, but there was nothing but sincerity and concern for me.

“You are my mate, Xavier, and I have always liked you the moment I first saw you at the ball.” I began as I removed my hands from his chin and wrapped them around his neck. “I will never regret giving myself to you.”

“Are you sure?” he asked me again, and a smile formed on my face.

“Yes,” I said as I got on my tip toes and placed my lips on his, igniting the long-overdue desire and passion between us. The moment my lips touched his, I felt like a million fireworks exploded between us. And I just couldn't get enough of him.

We were both hungry for more while his hands roamed all over my body, and mine was entangled in his voluminous hair that I have come to love. Xavier bit my lips, asking for entrance, and I gladly granted it.

His tongue explored every nook and cranky in my mouth while his hands wrapped around my butt and hoisted me up while I wrapped my legs around his waist. My core was already dripping with cum. Alexander walked out of the bathroom and toward the bed.

I was slowly losing air, so I pulled away from him, panting while he left open-mouthed kisses all over my jawline and neck. “You look like a goddess, Eleanor,” Xavier mumbled as he gently placed me on the bed and stepped back to look at me.

“What are you waiting for?” I asked him, getting impatient as my body started to heat up again as I lost his touch. He quickly removed his t-shirt and threw it on the floor, followed by his denim, before he climbed on top of me again.

“This is your last chance to back out, Eleanor,” Xavier warned me, but I kept quiet and pulled him into a kiss. As he deepened the kiss, I felt him getting excited while his hands roamed around my breast, igniting the desire within me.

My hands roamed around his abs as they landed on the waistline of his boxers. “Why isn't this off yet?” I groaned in frustration, and this made him smirk.

He lifted his hip a bit, and I slid the boxers down when he quickly wriggled out of it. As he slowly lowered himself on me, I felt a moan leave my mouth as I felt him on my thigh. My legs parted on their own accord, and my eyes opened to look at him. “Please take it slow,” I mumbled, and for a couple of moments, a confused look appeared on his face when he nodded his head.

“I am sorry, Eleanor,” he whispered.

“What are you apologizing for?”

“For how I treated you. I shouldn't have done that even though I knew you were never like that.”

“I am happy you have realized that, Xavier,” I said and pulled him into a kiss. I was so engrossed in the kiss that when he slowly entered, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body.

“The pain will only last for a moment, okay?” he asked me as he stopped moving, so I nodded my head. He moved in slowly, making sure to not hurt me much, and once he was completely in, he stayed still.

“You can move,” I said. He began with a slow rhythm, but soon I was getting impatient, so I tried to move my hips, but he held me against the bed and moved faster. I closed my eyes as I felt something building up inside me until it exploded, my walls closing around him, and he relieved himself soon after.

“That was.”

“The best.” I finished his sentence as I looked up at him. His face and chest were coated with sweat while my cheeks were burning with a blush. He pulled out of me and rolled to my side as he pulled me close to his chest.

“Good night, Eleanor,” he mumbled in my ear while I wrapped my hand around him.

“Good night, Xavier.”