Page 104 of Trick Knot Treat

His movements, when they start, are slow and deliberate. Barely perceptible.

“I’m telling you, double chocolate.”

“Dark chocolate,” Clint growls back at Zaire.

“White choc,” Jace snarls.

“Hmm, they are missing out,” Felix whispers. “I can think of something better than chocolate.”

“Better? I don’t know.”

Felix growls.

Three heads turn our way, but we’re not moving, just watching them with interest like they are our favourite TV show, so they turn away. Felix’s fingers dig into my hip, shifting me up and yanking me back down onto his cock.

I groan softly.

“Are you okay? Cold?” Jace asks suspiciously.

I shake my head, biting my bottom lip. “Not cold. It’s hot. Very hot.”

“Well, take off the blanket.” He turns away from us with no clue.

Felix is laughing, I can feel his chest shaking behind me.

“Bastard,” I hiss at him.

He flexes his cock.

My eyes widen, and I have to fight, hard, to hide my reaction.

Spectre pads over to us and wags that incredible tail.

“Go away, Spectre,” I hiss.

Woof.

I glance at the alphas.

“Shh, there’s a treat in it if you go away.”

Spectre takes five steps away and looks at us again.

“Oh, that bear is a manipulative mongrel,” Felix whispers, and his fingers slide over my hip, squeezing.

“Hey, Clint, can you give Spectre a treat? He just did something amazing.”

Clint scowls. “What did he do? It’s got to be better than these two idiots. They are making brownies all wrong.”

“Clint, focus. Give Spectre a treat,” I growl.

He reaches for the bag and pulls something out. The massive dog takes it and goes to the bed Zaire brought over for him.

Felix flexes again. I roll my head against his chest, moaning into the material.

“Lix, please.”

“Do you know what I love?” he whispers.