Page 193 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two

“What are you doing?” I demanded.

Texting while my—our—Omega was in heat?

“I’m telling the Misfits to stay away from this half of the garden.”

Ah.

I snorted as Thistle let out another loud moan. Looking back I saw Rogue had locked her against him with his knot. She was panting, eyes crossed with an orgasm as she searched the room, landing on us.

He was locked into her tight cunt from behind—the selfish prick.

She wanted us, and with Rogue’s oversized form at her back, there was only one way. I glanced at Knox whose phone was hanging loosely in his hand as he realised at the same time as I did.

Two of us, only one hole?—

No fucking way.

I launched for Thistle right as he did.

KNOX

It was the fourth day of her heat, and Ace and Thistle were in the shower—still going at it.

I hadn’t expected Ace to out-stamina either of us, but the combination of psychopath and feral made him insatiable when it came to Thistle.

I think we were reaching the end of it, though. Her hormones were settling, and exhaustion was creeping in to fill the gaps.

Rogue looked dazed as he slumped back onto the bed. “That…” he said. “Was not like last time.”

“Last time—you mean when it wasn’t a real heat?” I snorted.

I understood, though. I was wrecked. Good wrecked, but I felt like every muscle in my body was about to give out. I let my head fall back, chest still heaving, trying to catch my breath.

After a while, Rogue glanced at me. “I’m glad you’re not dead,” he said. “Just so you know.”

I huffed. “No way the two of you would have coped without me.”

He barked a laugh, shaking his head. Then he froze. “Do you think we… kept up?”

“What do you mean?”

“We were good enough, right?”

“I lost count of her orgasms after thirty,” I said. “I think we passed.”

It wasn’t long before Ace carried a very sleepy, naked Thistle out of the bathroom.

Her eyes were dazed and glittering with happiness as she looked around at us. Okay, so we might be wiped, but if she asked, I’d pounce in a second. I could see Rogue tensing, ready too.

“That was… amazing,” she said with a yawn.

It seemed her heat was finally over.

She sluggishly tried to burrow beneath the blankets, but her arms gave out. Ace lifted the duvet for her, and she rolled in with a happy sigh. She wriggled until only her head was visible, then patted Ace on the leg appreciatively before passing out.

With that signal, I dropped off just as fast.

I slept for a full day.