Page 145 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

One tug at a time, Thistle reappeared. How she’d managed to get so tangled in blankets while trapped beneath the bed was beyond me, but she was a huge, soft Omega bundle with two violet eyes, and a bunny peering out.

“You haven’t ruined anything.”

Her chin quivered. “I haven’t?”

I picked my bundled Omega up and set her down on the bed. Knox wasn’t the only reason I couldn’t get close. It wasfrightening how much I was falling for her, and if he got wind of that…

Yet nothing changed the guilty pleasure I took at the idea of her staying tonight, even if I needed strict boundaries to keep myself sane.

“You can call…” I trailed off, made an effort to unclench my teeth, and try again. “You can call Knox whatever you want.”

“Really?”

“Really. Doesn’t change the rules tonight. You get a sleepover. Nothing else.”

She pursed her lips, seeming to try and figure her way around that, but I was already unbundling her and straightening the sheets.

If I didn’t turn in soon, I would fucking crack.

I flipped the lights off, climbed into bed, and faced the wall, pulling a blanket over me. She let out a shrill sound of distress which, with difficulty, I ignored as I shut my eyes.

Silence fell on the room, and I was practically drowning in bitter moonflower as she simmered.

One inch at a time—as if that would stop me from noticing—she shuffled closer.

When I could feel the heat of her body at my back like a furious little furnace, I turned, sat up, picked her up and dumped her back down on her side of the bed.

That happened three times before I gave up, and she was scrambling over my torso like it was a military training wall, clumsily tumbling over me, all her poky limbs making me grunt before she’d settled in.

And of course, that wasn’t the end of it.

“What are you doing?” I growled as I felt her shuffling about.

“Nothing.”

“You can’t just sneak on my dick without me noticing.”

The pout in her voice was audible. “But it’s really big. Don’t you want to make sure it fits?”

“You’re my scent match. Wouldn’t be fair if it doesn’t fit.”

“Some people have faces no one would ever want to draw. That’s not fair but they’re born like that, anyway.”

“Kitten,” I growled. “You’re going to close your eyes and go to sleep, or I will carry your bratty little ass back upstairs and chain you to Knox’s bed for him to deal with.”

She huffed, but shut up.

Annndd didn’t listen.

She kept wriggling backward, grinding her pert little butt against my cock, which was, naturally, rock hard.

Fuck me.

“Rogue,” she whispered at last.

“Yes,” I gritted out.

“It’s quite clear you need taking care of.”

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