Page 85 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

“I have your bond,” he says in confusion.

“Oh, we will!” I call out and drag him off. Ignoring his confused panic.

He hisses about twenty seconds later, and it’s a heated, furious sound that has me leaning into him and laughing softly.

“That was…”

“Yeah, I am a lot. Prepare yourself.” I snigger and put an arm over his shoulder.

“You did that because you knew she was watching?”

I blink, and my amusement fades. My temper, never far away, bursts to the surface, and I drag him back to the cottage and inside. As soon as I kick the front door shut, I hurl him up against the wall.

“I meant every single word. How dare you doubt me!”

Pix blinks. “But…”

“But what?” I snarl.

“But…you said, and…” his eyes widen. “You meant it. All of it?” he whispers with dawning comprehension.

I growl into his face and slam my hands on the wall beside his head. He doesn’t flinch, just stares at me in wonder.

“This is insanity-”

I grab his throat, squeezing until his words stop. “Enough, precious. You are digging yourself a hole you aren’t going to comfortably get out of.”

Pix struggles, not very hard, but he does try to fight me. I grip him harder, cutting off his air until he stops moving. I step in between his legs, pressing my hard cock against his.

“Is this evidence enough?”

Pix gasps, it’s such a deliciously uncertain sound.

“Okay, let’s get you that bond.”

“But I have your bond?” Pix growls in protest.

I don’t give him a chance to speak. Rose is out the back, sitting on the porch swing. I shove Pix down onto his lap.

“Time for that bond,” I snarl at the two of them.

Rose grunts, but as soon as Pix tries to sit up, I kneel over them and kiss him hard, until he falls back, lost in my touch. The bond flares with unusual warmth, but I’m pulling his top up and off, and Pix is writhing in Rose’s hold.

I tear my mouth free and find Rose with his eyes on me, sucking hard on Pix’s shoulder, while his hands spread up over the panting, heaving omega.

“What are you doing to me?” Pix growls. Growls! As if he’s outraged. Well, I’m just going to have to work harder.

I yank at his pants, and he struggles, his dark gaze landing on me in a sultry protest. I ignore him and concentrate on getting him naked.

He snarls, but his head is yanked back, and Rose shuts him up with his tongue.

I spread his legs wide and pull Rose’s pants down so they are naked, ass to groin. So fucking hot. I reach down between legs, stroking alpha and omega flesh, not even looking at what I’m touching, just watching their faces.

Rose moans, frowning. But Pix’s hips arch, grinding his ass into Rose, and I know that I’ve won.

Slick glistens, and Pix’s cock almost drips with it. I lick my lips, watching as Pix sits on his knees on the bench so he’s poised over Roseland. By kneeling over him, he’s still got the control but can also enjoy himself while leaning back against Rose’s chest. We will see about that. With one wicked smile at me, he impales himself in a fast move that tears matching groans from their throats.

“Oh, fuck!” Rose cries out.