Page 95 of Knot Your Business

I look between them both.

“I’m not sure,” I admit. Jasper nods, a tear spilling over. I wipe it away. “Before yesterday? Absolutely not. But with everything that happened…”

I shrug, wishing I was more sure of everything.

“I don’t feel comfortable filing it while she’s not lucid. If it were a request for reassignment, I might feel differently. But annulment is irreversible,” Dominic says. “We should get an extension at the very least so that she can make the choice herself when she surfaces from her heat.”

Jasper blows out a breath and blinks away the tears.

It fucking kills me to see him like this. I pull him into me, taking his mouth with mine until his breath catches and the tension eases away from him. I run my hands under the hem of his shirt, enjoying the fuck out of the way goosebumps race up his stomach.

There’s a noise from the monitor still perched in the kitchen, a soft whine followed by the rustling of fabric. Fuck. That’s even shorter than the last one. She’s needing more. I eye Dominic and scratch at my tattoo.

“Alpha?” Violet’s tired voice is clear but tired, like when I first met her in the fall.

Jasper pulls away from me, looking over my shoulder back toward the kitchen. “She needs you.”

I take his hand and lace our fingers together.

Dominic stands from the table and gathers all three plates. “I’ll get in touch with Victor’s contact at the local Council office and officially get an extension figured out. And then I’m going to be gone until tomorrow morning. I’ll take over her care as soon as I’m back.”

Jasper freezes. “You said you’d wait until she resurfaced.” Accusation and betrayal war in his voice, but he keeps his eyes on me.

Dominic nods. “I am not doing anything, Tesoro. I simply wish to meet her fathers and understand the dynamic of her family. They were happy to oblige.”

Jasper blows out a breath and turns toward him. “All right. Be safe.”

“Always, Tesoro,” he says, smirking. He kisses Jasper before disappearing down the hall toward his bedroom.

I lead Jasper back to Violet’s nest before he can protest, urging him inside before me. Violet’s sitting up in bed, the blanket gathered around her hips, her hair even messier than when I left her an hour ago. Her eyes are glassy, and her scent drowns the room even with the purifier running.

Her gaze catches on Jasper, and she whines, crawling across the bed toward where he’s stopped near the nightstand. I shrug off my shirt as she pulls him onto the bed, her lips already roaming over his neck and shoulders.

“Love, I can’t help you,” he murmurs, grabbing her hands as she pushes down his sweats.

She whines, fighting his hold, her lips pushing into a pout. “Please,” she whispers. “I need you.”

He glances over at me, panic in his eyes. I shrug and shove off my pants, dropping them with the shirt at the threshold of the bathroom.

“Pretty Omega,” I say, crossing the room and running my hand through her hair. “Do you need Jasper?”

She nods, pushing into my touch. She pushes his sweats as low as she can and then reaches for his dick. Jasper’s gasp has my own dick jumping.

“How do you need him?” I ask.

I climb on the bed behind her, already pretty confident in what she’ll say. Or signal, at least. She might be too lost for words right now. She leans toward Jasper, and he runs his hands up her arms and across her shoulders.

“He’s worried that you won’t like him,” I murmur, leaning over her and kissing the center of her back. “That you’ll decide he isn’t enough for you.”

She shakes her head, and her scent grows thicker, redoubling again. “Need.”

She’s fallen into one word sentences. Her heat is getting even stronger. “Show him, pretty Omega. Show him how you need him.”

“Yes, Alpha,” she says. Jasper lets her drop his sweats until his dick springs free.

I watch Jasper’s face as she sucks him off, her moans as much a sign she likes it as the slick dripping down her thighs. I run my hands up her thighs, and she pushes back into me, spreading her knees apart. I don’t make her beg any more than that. I line my cock up with her entrance and push into her, sinking deep in one steady thrust. Her toes curl into the bed as she groans around Jasper’s cock. She’s already halfway gone.

Jasper tips his head back, his throat rippling with a swallow.

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