Page 104 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

I snorted. “Ace wasn’t that impressive, then?”

“Ace was!” She pouted. “But he was usually the one doing the… fitting. Not the other way around. Which is fine! I’ve just never uh…” She glanced down at Knox.

Ridden an Alpha before?I wondered.

“Maybe you should be on top. More weight.”

I grinned.

“Are you… doing okay?” she asked.

“What, this?” I waved at my cuts. “Just a scrape.”

Her eyes traced the cuts, and the blood that was still oozing down my neck.

“Wanna know a secret?” I asked.

“Uh huh?”

“Didn’t feel a thing.” Well. It was half a lie. I’d felt the unpleasant sensations of my body getting turned to mulch.

“What do you mean?”

“I have… defective pain receptors.”

Her eyes went wide. “You don’tfeelpain?”

“Nope.” Knox fucking hated it. It’s why he went so hard—so I’d at least have the scars to take away.

“No way,” Thistle whispered, eyes wide.

“Yup.”

She reached out, still with that stunned look on her face. “Can I…?” I held my arm out to her, shifting forward so it was within reach. I was expecting her to poke at a cut, but instead, she grabbed my knife and flipped it in her grip.

It was probably a bit of a tip-off to how goddamned obsessed with her I already was, that I didn’t even pull away as she drew a little cut along my arm.

She glanced up at me, eyes narrowed.

“Woah…” She looked excited, but froze when I drew away. “Uhh…” She reached after me, a little panic wobbling her voice. I handed my arm back to her. She seized it with a focused expression as she positioned the knife next to the little cut. Then she glanced up at me for a flicker, guilt on her face before she quickly dug in another line, then another. Finally, she let go of my hand, shoving the knife behind her as if pretending it hadn’t happened.

I turned my arm, peering at it and letting out a little chuckle as I found a messy little heart carved into my skin.

“Sorry—!” She began, but cut off as my purr rumbled to life before I caught it, which never happened to me.

Her eyes sparkled and she let out a happy little sigh as she shimmied back a little on Knox’s knot. Knox’s growl was fainter than it had been, as if his heart wasn’t quite in it.

I froze, something occurring to me. “Are you on birth control?”

Fuck me, we did not need that complication in this situation.

She barked a laugh. “Ohhhh yeh.” She mimed jabbing a needle into her arm. “Big time. Ace doesn’t want no babies with me.”

“Really?” Weren’t Alphas like him all about lineage and shit? And she was his scent match.

“Well no. I told him I don’t want babies. What am I gonna do with a baby?”

“And he listened?”

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