Page 63 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

“It’s more complicated than that,” I reply, but he has to see how he’s effecting me.

“Explain.”

“It’s just biology.”

“Right.”

“My body wants to mate. It’s like it’s got a breeding kink separate from my mind. There are times when merely being near you guys sends my sex drive through the roof.”

He grins again. “And that’s happened just now. With me.”

“Yes,” I admit. My instinct is to hide, to deny it, to pretend I’m unaffected, but I don’t want that.

Not with Vin.

He’s been this solid force since I moved into the house. A bastion to hide from the world in. He doesn’t have the same demands as the other guys.

There’s this odd mix of adoration and pride on his face. I can’t tell if it’s about him or me, but I like seeing it.

“I never thought an omega would want a beta.”

“I can leave if it makes you uneasy,” I snark.

“No chance in hell. I have an idea if you’re willing to try. Could help with your discomfort.”

“I’m listening.”

“Have you ever tried cock warming?”

“Cock what?” I say with a laugh.

“Cock warming. I’d be inside you, but only for the sake of doing it. Not sex exactly.”

“You want to fuck me without fucking me.”

“In a way.”

“Our first kiss was two hours ago,” I note.

“This is just biology,” he says with a cocky grin.

“And you’ve done this before?”

“Hell no. Edging myself for an hour or more sounds like torture. But if you need that... it might calm things down until one of the guys comes home.”

“You mean, until there’s a knot.”

“Yes. I don’t have the hubris to think I can satisfy an omega all on my own, but I can still make it fucking fun. I don’t have any issues with sharing. I’m grateful to even have a chance.”

Jealousy roars as a real and breathing thing that steals the air from my lungs. My nails dig into the soft fabric behind him.

“Hey, there’s only one omega I want right now,” he replies.

It’s a dangerous thing to say all on its own, but I appreciate the attempt nonetheless.

“What do we do?” I ask.

“Watch the movie.”

---