Page 86 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

“Hush, my pets,” I whisper, watching the way they move. It’s like a dance, but so erotic. I love watching them in the light of day. “So, what do you think? Shall we amp this up?”

“Huh?” Pix says, trying to blink reason into his eyes.

Rose tears his mouth free and looks at me with crystal clarity. “Do it.”

I do a quick dance of pure excitement and then drop to my knees. I grip Pix. He had his head turned, kissing Rose, but at my touch, he tears himself free, looking down at me between their legs.

“What?”

I stroke hard and then slowly bring the tip of him to my lips.

“I’m going to make you pay!” Pix snarls at me as he surges up into my mouth.

I giggle around his cock, then suck hard as he withdraws, chasing Rose’s cock as it withdraws.

“Focus, Rolly, I’m going to grade you later,” Rose growls and yanks on Pix’s nipple, causing the omega to gasp.

“He’s so pretty with all the ink everywhere,” I whine.

And he is. The colours and intricate designs, he’s like a patchwork quilt, a piece of art, a mesmerising painting that I can’t look away from.

“Bond him,” I say to Rose.

“What?” Rose says, gasping.

“It’s time. He needs the last alpha bond. Then he can admit that he loves us. Then he knows that we won’t leave him. That he won’t be abandoned.”

Rose’s eyes blink in shocked understanding. “Is that true, my love? Do you think we’re going to leave you? That I could leave you now, after having you, being with you?”

Pix glares at me, murderous eyes, even as I continue to suckle on the tip of his cock.

“Is it?” Rose growls, his alpha command demanding an answer.

“Yes!” Pix almost shouts. “Yes, I thought you would leave. All of you.”

Rose sinks his teeth into Pix’s ear.

The omega shrieks, going rigid. Cum explodes into my mouth. Rose growls and thrusts up, surprising me by shoving that delicious omega cock into my throat. I swallow and suck as long as I can, and then I pull off, sitting back on my heels, watching the complete undoing of our omega.

He lays in Rose’s arms, panting, knotted, his eyes wild, hair damp with sweat, Rose’s hands stroke over his chest slowly. Possessively.

“I think we need to have a little talk, Daega,” Rose says in a tone of voice that makes me shiver.

“Oh, yeah?” Pix challenges.

Rose brings his hand around and puts it against Pix’s mouth. “Bond me, Omega.”

“Wait, Rose-”

“No more waiting, Daega,” Rose growls. “Bite my hand now.”

I sit back grinning happily as Pix is forced to bond his alpha.

That’s one omega down.

Only one to go.

Kestrel