Page 103 of Son of a Witch

“Better buy extra steak. Raze will eat it all.” Pascal snatched up a chocolate chip cookie and we collectively groaned.

I loved that they all considered moving in together. That they counted Raze in their plans. This made my heart sigh after my last conversation with my wolf and our unclear future.

“True that.” Knoxe brushed my face and then slid his fingers between mine, relaxing me.

“He’ll fuss over me. Build me a little den of pillows.” I nibbled on a cookie, trying not to cry at the memory of him doing that for me in the prison when his wolf wanted to make me comfortable in my nest.

Tor shook his head. “No one’s getting near Supergal before she goes in heat.”

We all shared a soft, reflective laugh. Raze’s wolf went crazy before I had my period and got super protective of me and didn’t let the others near me. He wanted the right to rut me and fill me with babies.

Fuck, I ought to stop talking about him. It only made me miss him harder.

“That’s all right.” Tor reached around to pinch what he could of Pascal’s ass. “P-Man and I will have fun without you.”

“We sure will.” Pascal crawled back to Tor, clasping his neck, holding him still while he kissed him.

Shocked, I blinked. “Do that again.”

They both glanced at me then kissed again, this time longer, harder, and with tongue. Things were about to take a very interesting turn.

CHAPTER34

Astra

Knoxe’spalm cupped my breast. “Is my girl getting hot over the man-to-man action?” His other hand lowered to pat my pussy over my uniform.

My core temperature hit critical, the lid burst off from the pressure, and steam hissed out.

“Yes,” I whined, squirming on his thigh, rocking against his palm to get the friction I needed.

“My girl likes it public, doesn’t she?” Knoxe droned in my ear, and I almost fainted at the heat. He tugged at the drawstring on my uniform, his hand sliding beneath the elastic, his finger stroking the gusset of my underwear. “I like it when you get off on my finger and everyone in the yard knows you’re mine.”

Thank God Loco was in the Watch Tower with Selena making plans for tomorrow’s raid to capture the technology behind the weather anomalies. Those two didn’t have any friends or lovers to spend quality time with, and I felt a little sorry for them. Dad must have missed Mom like crazy when he was locked up. I didn’t know about Selena’s situation, only that she had her son, Cole, and they didn’t seem to have the closest relationship, given his iciness towards her when he delivered Tor’s exoskeleton.

I forgot all conscious thought as Knoxe’s finger buried beneath the gusset of my panties and treated my folds to several long swipes from front to my asshole.

“More, Knoxe.” I ground my pussy into his finger, chasing my release.

Knoxe’s finger came to a stop, and I groaned my displeasure. “Have you been a good girl, Sunset?”

“Yes, always,” I panted, sliding along his digit, but he removed it, and I punched his leg.

“What do you think boys?” Knoxe’s hard voice commanded absolute control.

“She’s been bad,” Tor sided against me.

“I vote good,” Pascal contradicted Tor’s assessment.

That left the balance of power with Knoxe. He dragged his finger along my wet folds once. “I think you’ve been a bad girl too.”

“Knoxe, please,” I begged, knowing he always gave in when I did. “Punish me. Just fucking touch me, and put me out of my misery.”

“Oh, I’ll touch you, Sunset.” He removed his hand and spanked my pussy. “When I’m good and ready.”

Heat smarted in my core from the punishment and from my need.

Knoxe twirled my hair over his fist and yanked my head back to nip at my neck. “Do you know what happens to bad girls?”

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