Page 100 of Rest In Knotty Pieces

I open a cupboard and turn to glare at him as several mice skitter out and hightail it across the counters.

“Blaze,” I singsong.

“Surely, you’ve lived in worse?” he says in amusement.

“I have,” I agree, “but I don’t want to. This is going to make me unhappy.”

His eyes get all half lidded, and he watches my lips as I approach. “Will it? There’s nothing I can do to make it better?”

I moan softly, ready to drop to my knees when his eyes get all intense and dangerous. I slide my hands over my hips, swaying closer and closer until we’re almost but not quite touching.

His breath fans my face, and all it would take is one little lean to have my lips touching his, but that’s not the game.

“Let’s go somewhere else.”

“Oh, gee, I’d love to, but we need to rest up.”

“Alpha,” I whine.

He stiffens like I’ve hit him with a live wire. “Cheating.”

“I always cheat. You should remember that.”

“So do I,” Blaze says, and suddenly his alpha scent is pressing me back. Strong, dangerous, intoxicating. My will vanishes, and it’s all I can do to stay upright, clinging to my sanity as my body tries to shift into a heat I haven’t experienced in years.

“Bad alpha,” I murmur when I get control of myself.

“I think I might like hearing you swear at me. Though hearing you beg, too, will be priceless.”

“You had me all fooled. I was thinking you were the nice one. So playful and cute,” I say with a smile. I bite my cheek, drawing blood as I force myself to step back. “Dangerous, naughty alpha.”

“If it helps, I have a really big cock, and I know how to use it,” he says with amusement and fierce intelligence.

I turn away, letting out a frustrated growl, trying to clear my head. His arms come around me, and he walks us across the room, but I’m lost in the feel of his hands on my ribs, sliding up and cupping my breasts, his lips grazing my neck. When his hips pin mine to the counter, I can’t even fight him.

Not even sure I want to right now.

“I could have you right now,” he whispers in my ear. “If I wanted, you’d do anything I say. You’d even say thank you.”

“Only because I’d let you, and because you asked so sweetly,” I say in a husky murmur back.

His hand slides down, and he reaches between my legs and cups my pussy, then pulls up, dragging me up on my toes. The delicious and painful friction sends pleasure dancing along my nerve endings and leaves me boneless and panting against his chest.

“Let me talk to Merle, and I’ll give you everything you deserve.”

The cobwebs of his seduction are ripped away.

For one blinding moment, all I can do is stare out the window and see nothing but my rage.

But it’s enough.

I come back to myself and find Blaze unconscious on the floor.

“Interesting strategy, Raptor.”

I get a loud and clear, ‘he deserved it’ before she just kind of fades from my consciousness.

I rub my temples because, despite the fact that, yes, I agree, he did deserve it. I knocked out one of the alphas.