Page 65 of The Beta's Heart

“Would y’all please stop talking?” Alpha Wyatt demanded with a frown. “I was about to tell him the secret move for Miss Clit when you interrupted me, Ash!”

“The floor is yours, bro.” Alpha Ash even bowed as he swept his arm out in a wide half-circle.

I almost dreaded what Alpha Wyatt was about to say since I knew how crude his mouth could get. Still, he had all the experience, and I had none.

“So, Ty, you know how when you’re working on a car, you use a wrench to break a nut loose from a bolt, then tickle it the rest of the way off with your fingers?”

“I never thought of it as tickling, but okay?” I raised an eyebrow.

“That’swhat you do to Miss Clit,” he declared, miming the motion with his fingers, and my blush went nuclear.

“Wyatt!” Alpha Cole groaned.

“What? It’s true!” Alpha Wyatt defended himself with scowl. “Posy loves when—”

Alpha Mase leaned over and slapped him upside the head.

“We didn’t need the visual, and Ty doesn’t need the details!”

“Well,Ineeded the visual,” Alpha Ash sassed, “and Wyatt’s right! You do that to your mate’s clit, Ty, or even up inside her pussy, and she’ll fall apart faster than—Hmm. Quick, Jay, what’s something that falls apart fast?”

“Your train of thought?”

“GRRRR!”

This time, Alpha Ash caught on immediately and launched himself at Alpha Jay, hitting him so hard that the bean bag chair under him split at the seams with a sound like an explosion, showering the surrounding area with soft white bits.

“Dammit, Ash!” Alpha Jay howled as he wrestled his cousin onto his back. Grabbing fistfuls of Alpha Ash’s thick brown curls, he smashed the dude’s head into the remains of the bean bag over and over. “Why the hell are you the way you are?!”

“Language!” Alpha Mase snarled as he went over and dragged him off of Alpha Ash.

“Maybe because of what you’re doing to him right now?” Alpha Cole pinched the bridge of his nose. “Goddess knows, he’s had more concussions than all of us put together. Even with Sid healing him, some parts of his brain have to be nothing but jelly by now.”

Ignoring all of his brothers, Alpha Ash rolled around in the sea of shredded memory foam and started fanning his arms and legs, and it took me a minute to realize he was making a snow angel.

“You’re a special kind of crazy, bro.” Alpha Wyatt rolled his eyes.

“Good news is, I never pretend to be anything else,” Alpha Ash giggled. “Bad news is, I never pretend to be anything else.”

“Ty, you have enough answers for now?” Alpha Mase asked. “We only have one more LoveSac left. It may be safe sinceyou’resitting in it, but Posy likes them too much to risk it being exploded before I can order more.”

“I thought they were practically indestructible,” I chuckled.

“For a human maybe,” he deadpanned, but I could see his gray eyes twinkling with humor, “but not for a seven-foot-tall wolf shifter who weighs more than moose and likes to hit them at full speed.”

“And the cover is in the laundry,” Alpha Cole pointed. “That probably affected its structural integrity.”

“You want to knowwhythe cover’s in the laundry, Ty?” Alpha Wyatt’s silvery blond eyebrows wiggled up and down as he smirked. “Because we discovered that bending Posy over one—”

“Wyatt!” alphas Mase and Cole growled, and Alpha Jay tittered at him for getting into trouble.

Shaking my head at these crazy guys, I told them I was good and thanked them, then suggested that Peri could probably fix their busted bean bag chair.

“I mean, she always looks so cute in the clothes she makes for herself, so she must knowsomethingabout sewing,” I pointed out.

All their eyes locked on me as the room fell dead silent, and I froze, wondering what I’d said to earn their concentrated attention.

“Good idea,” Alpha Mase said after a moment. “We’ll ask her. Ash, in case she can, put all that foam in some large garbage bags after you’re done playing in it.”

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