Crush forgot to breathe. Was Killian imagining...?
“They look like pillows,” Killian blurted. “Like two long straight pillows I could put my head on, but I’d probably crush them.”
Crush counted down the seconds.Three, two, one—
Killian froze, his eyes growing wide. “Tell me I didn’t say that out loud.”
Crush laughed. “If it’s any consolation, my lips would bounce back from being crushed under your head.”
Killian groaned, burying his face in his hands. His ears turned pink.
He was adorable.
“One day, I’m going to stuff my entire leg into my mouth,” Killian said. “It’ll go so far down my throat, I’ll never get it out again. You’ll go around introducing me as ‘Killian the omega with only one leg because the other has been lost in his stomach’.”
Crush snorted. “I’ll help you pull it back out and kiss it better.”
“You’d kiss my leg?” Killian asked dubiously.
“I’d kiss you anywhere,” Crush growled.
Killian turned bright red.
Crush’s heart swelled; he dropped a kiss on Killian’s hair.So adorable.When he rubbed Killian’s ears, the omegapurred.
Were his ears sensitive? Because he was a rabbit?
“There’s something else I want,” Killian whispered.
Crush would give him anything. Did Killian know that? “What is it?”
“I want to see your wolf.”
Crush opened his mouth. It wasn’t a big ask; their very first meeting was with Crush in his wolf shape.
Except Hansel shattered the peace between them. “Howl Master! Incoming!”
From his tone, it wasn’t anyone friendly.
15
THE ATTACK
Killian heardthe urgency in Hansel’s voice, his stomach sinking.
It had only been a few hours. How had Bleu’s men found them already?
Crush stiffened. “Stay here.”
He grasped Killian’s hips and lifted him. By this point, Crush’s knot had gone down; Killian almost growled at the feeling of his alpha’s cock leaving his body.
“I hate that,” he mumbled. “It makes me feel so empty. So wrong.”
Crush paused. “You want me back inside you?”
Killian nodded. “Maybe it’s a rabbit omega thing. I don’t feel right anymore unless I have your cock stuffed inside me. Like a turducken. Except I’ve never eaten a turducken, and there’s nothing stuffed inside your cock. And—Oh rabbit gods, shut me up! Why am I saying all this during an emergency?!”
The alpha’s eyes darkened. “We’ll discuss stuffing you when I get back. When I have a chance to knot you again.”
