Page 156 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
She fiddled with a strand of hair that had come loose from her bun, eyes drifting.
“Anyway, we have business to take care of.”
“Do we?” she asked.
“Cheek to the desk, Doll.”
“Uh…” She pressed her tongue to her canine, narrowing her eyes as her gaze darted between me and him. “Why?”
“There are punishments I haven’t collected on yet.”
Her eyes narrowed, cheeks heating up instantly. “And if you’re good, I’ll let Rogue stay.”
I let out a snort.
Asifhe could get me out by force. He’d crashed my mall trip—I would do what I wanted.
She tapped her finger on Bunny for a moment, and finally, she placed him down on the desk, and did what she was told. I tilted my head, watching with interest as she bent over for him.
“Good girl,” Knox said, rising to his feet.
Instantly, I felt her moonflower scent shift in the air, the edge of haywire calming.
So this was a good call. I mean—not that I wanted to give Knoxpropsfor anything, but he was good at boundaries. I… well, with Thistle I’d break at her first bratty demand.
Plus…
Well, itwashot. I was so fucking turned on by the sight of her before Knox. He tugged her wrists together behind her back and secured them with those slender golden cuffs she always wore. “How many times did you let Rogue humiliate me without saying anything back at the party?”
“I… uh… I tried, Daddy,” she muttered.
Knox pushed up her dress, palming her cute ass in a black lace thong.
“How hard?” he asked, dropping his touch between her legs. “Or did you like watching me in a muzzle?”
“Um—” She cut off with a breath as his finger slid into her, pumping a few times before pulling out and circling her clit.
Christ.
I sat up on the daybed for a clearer view.
“Don’t lie to me,” Knox said.
“It was… it was hot,” she admitted. “But I tried, I swear.”
To my surprise, Knox looked at me. “How would you rate her effort, out of ten?”
I had intended to watch—it would have been enough for me, but if I was getting an invite… I stood then closed the distance between them and brushed my knuckle along Thistle’s cheek. “Wasn’t swayed in the slightest.”
“Alpha!” she whined. “Ididtry.”
I could feel her in the bond. She was heady with lust, something sweet and submissive filtering through it, sending blood rushing to my cock.
Knox pulled the drawer open, withdrawing a black box. From it, he tugged a golden butt plug, remote, and a small bottle of lube.
Kinky motherfucker.
But she didn’t seem fazed, which meant the prick had definitely done this before. God damn, I’d underestimated what they’d been getting up to alone.
