Page 47 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
And he’d let me.
For the first time in my life, I hadn’t felt completely powerless. This was the first heat that had felt like it was mine.
A plume of steam followed Rogue from the bathroom as he walked out. Tragically, he was wearing his sweats and a bathrobe that he was tying at the waist.
“I want you to take all your stuff off.”
“All my stuff, huh?” Rogue asked, peering down at what he was wearing.
“Yup. We still never had sex.”
He tilted his head, a crease in his brow as he considered me.
I pouted. “You took me on the number one date of mywholelife.”
“It was theonlydate of your entire life.”
“That’s what I said.”
He opened his mouth, then shut it with a snort. “I don’t want you feeling like you have to fuck me because I took you out.”
An angry little growl rose in my chest before I could stop it, and his eyebrows shot up. “Do you notwannahave sex with me?” I demanded.
Wait.
Oh my god, Bunny. Is that why he rejected us in heat?
And before, when I’d snuck to his room the night he’d lost it and bitten me. He’d refused sex then too…
Oh no.
Oh no. We misread it all.
The pillows and blankets were swallowing us whole. I’d never come out. He doesn’t—the thought cut off as he dragged me out.
And Bunny’s not here, idiot.
Oh god. I was alone.
I blinked away tears, trying to get him into view again.
He was so pretty.Toopretty.
Knew there was too much right with him.
“Kitten!”
But I’d thought…
Stupid.
Stupid, stupid?—
The thought cut off as Rogue began tugging his bathrobe off.
Oh.
“Clothes off,” he growled at me.
