Page 69 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

I grab his throat, dragging him close. “Don’t tempt me.”

Before I can stop him, Rolly breaks free and pins Pix to the dirt, laying on his back and pressing him down into the grass.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Pix snarls.

“I want to bite you.”

Pix goes completely still. He looks up, and I see him looking at Sage and Blaze. They shrug. It’s his decision. My mouth waters, but I look for Merle. Roseland has taken her away.

I’m liking him more and more.

Rolly leans down, licks the spot on the back of Pix’s neck, and then bites.

I watch with my cock aching, my mouth watering. My heart thudding in my chest. When Rolly receives Pix’s bond. I almost whine. But then the omega is up, his violent and vicious eyes fixed on me. He stares up at me.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes.”

He lunges and catches my upper arm. I groan. The intentional bite goes through all my layers of skin and then stops. The pain hits a second later, but a wash of heat seeps out before it burns into me. Right into the heart of me. A bond. It’s nothing like what I thought it would feel like. It’s warm and cheeky, dark and tantalizing, just like the omega himself. He pulls back, but the bite mark still throbs.

Our eyes meet and hold. I stare at him.

I lean in and gently sink my teeth into him, taking it slow, not rushing. Lingering over the building of the connection between us. This time, it’s like hot and cold weaving together inside me. Pain, pleasure, tingling, delicate threads sewing his soul to mine. That link between the three of us. I look up and find Rolly staring at us.

This is the person who understood me when I was at my worst, who cleaned my wounds and sat with me through my rages, who refused to give up, refused to walk away.

Rolly gave me a life back, and now he’s giving me a future in the arms of this omega.

“I am yours,” I say to both of them.

His eyes widen in surprise.

I can feel them inside me, and I am suddenly exposed and vulnerable. But I’m not scared. It feels vindicating. It feels like I’ve just made one of those moves that will change my life for the better.

A right move.

One I will never regret.

“We’re going to be okay,” I murmur and grab the back of his neck, towing him in so I can kiss his forehead, before turning back and claiming Pix’s lips in a punishingly violent kiss.

We turn and find the rest of our pack staring at us.

“Aww, our babies are all grown up,” Sage says and pretends to cry.

“I’m such a proud daddy,” Blaze murmurs in happiness.

“Are you done, my pedantic little flower?” Sage asks Pix. “Give him a hug and say ‘thank you, Alpha’.”

Pix snaps his head up and glowers. “I have a knife you can sit on, Sage.”

Blaze just winks at me and turns back to the riled omega who moves away from us, his cheeks burning as he glances back at me.

“Would you like an assist?” Blaze asks politely. “We can show you how to do it if you need.”

Pix throws a clump of dirt at his head.

Roseland