Page 51 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
“Rogue!” Thistle planted her hands on my chest, eyes wide as she saw my irritation. “I want the present.”
Knox’s grin widened, and he folded his arms. “See?”
I scowled. “He can give it to you tomorrow.”
“What if it’s a one-time thing?”
“Then I’ll skin him.”
“I…” Thistle, who had been glancing between us, snapped her gaze back to me. “Could you show me that, but with, like… someone else?”
“I…what?”
“But I want the gift now.”
Knox looked smug, and I was still trying to keep up. “Okay. Give her the gift and get lost.”
He was barely listening as he tugged his top off, tossing a bag behind Thistle.
“No, don’t?—”
Too fucking late. I felt his weight on my legs as he straddled them.
“If I give it to you, will you act like a brat?” he asked her.
“Nope.” She answered eagerly. “Swear it.”
His fingers curled around her neck as he dragged her back against his chest, exposing her full pale body to me. Her eyebrows rose. “You just got real hard,” she whispered, staring at me.
Knox barked a laugh. “Did he?”
Thistle looked delighted, eyes shining as she watched me.
Then he reached for the bag, digging inside and pulling out?—
Well.
Damn.
“Bunny!” Thistle was radiant as she snatched the floppy blue toy from him. She examined it, checking in his pouch to find the sketchbook he’d given her. I could see the patch job he’d done from here. Not… bad, actually.
Had he done that himself?
“You saved him.” She turned him to show me.
“I did, Doll,” Knox said, fingers tightening on her neck as he leaned close and brushed his teeth over her skin.
I dragged my gaze from the rescued toy to glare at him; the prick looked smug as ever.
He slid his free hand down her arm until he could pluck Bunny from her grip.
“But now…” He set Bunny down so he faced the curtains. “We should spare him from how I’m about to wreck you.”
Thistle’s smile was impish as his hand wound around her waist and found her clit. She let out a little whine as he began playing with her, and I couldn’t take my eyes from them.
“Do you want us both, Doll?”
“Yes.”
