Page 54 of Tied in Knots
He shrugs. “By the time I came back to the land of the living, Anthony had arrested him and thrown him in jail and my mum blamed me.”
“What?”I spit out, startling him. I rise onto my knees, my hands clenched into tight fists. The rage that is boiling up inside me is making my head spin. “That bitch! How dare she! How could she…I’ll kill her!”
He takes my fists in his hands. “It’s okay, Faith. I’m over it. She’s a weak bitch and I want nothing to do with her.” He also gets to his knees and cups my face. “You are so sweet. Thank you for caring.”
I let out a low growl which he smiles seductively at.
“Don’t do that, you’re going to make me do something Sebastian will make me regret. Anyway, I waited ten years for that fucker to come out of prison and when he did, I killed him.” He says it so bluntly, his eyes on mine, I wonder if he’s testing me somehow.
“Good,” I snarl. “I hope you made it hurt.”
He sits back down and pulls me onto his lap. “I am willing to avenge you as well, just tell me where to find him.”
I cup his face, enjoying his bloodthirstiness. Enjoying it within myself. I’ve never felt so protective and fierce over anyone before. I’ve never had to, but now I really would kill to protect this sweet, misunderstood alpha. “You are so beautiful,” I murmur.
He rears back slightly. “That’s my line.”
“No, seriously, Xander. You, your mind. People don’t understand you, they think you’re broken but you’re not. You are completely whole; you just need to be around the people who care about you. Nobody else matters.”
“Oh, Faith,” he murmurs. “You are the best thing that has ever come into my life. I’m sorry for what I did during the rut.”
I blink and then leap off him. “What?” I snap, even though I havenoright to be annoyed. I didn’t even know they existed then. But those hormones have reared their head again and with all the emotional conversations I’m having today, I’m about to spin out of control like a complete berk.
He pulls me back down and kisses my lips. “I didn’t take a woman to my bed. Sebastian was absolutely truthful about that. But I feel I need to come clean about something.”
“Okay,” I say cautiously.
“I’m not that strong,” he says, avoiding my eyes. “Not like Ben and Seb. They deal with stuff, and it doesn’t affect them. I’m more…feral. I need to feed the alpha inside me in ways that they can control.”
“I understand, Xander. You don’t need to explain anything to me.” The surge has died down again and I’m back to calm me.
“I do. You deserve to know. I had a sex doll made to look like you. Or at least, how Matt described you. I tried to get it right.” He scrunches his face up. “During the rut I fucked the doll.”
I press my lips together, trying not to laugh. He is so embarrassed; he can’t even look at me. “That’s actually quite sweet,” I reassure him that I’m not mad. Why would I be? It’s better than the alternative, which even though I have no right to be jealous about, I am, and I don’t even care. The mere whiff of them being with another woman, anotheromegamakes me want to gouge eyes out.
He cracks an eye open. “Sweet?”
I nod. “Please don’t think I’m upset about it. I’m not. Thank you for telling me, but that wasn’t necessary.” To reinforce my words, I lean over and kiss him, swishing my tongue into his mouth, and giving him a kiss to remember.
He groans and squeezes my arse, dragging me against him so that my pussy is pressed against his hardening cock.
“Faith,” he murmurs. “You are perfect. Even if you had been a complete bitch, we would still have needed you, but the fact that you’re sweet and caring and kind, makes this so much more than just a mating.”
“I agree,” I whisper back, unable to beat that with any words I know and can string together. I rotate my hips, grinding down on his cock, wishing we were naked so I could ride him like a cowgirl, but that can’t happen. I have already pushed that limit with Benjamin, I can’t do the same with Xander. He presses his hips up, smashing our bits together, turning me on so much, slick fills my knickers.
“Fuck, Xander,” I rasp, grinding down harder.
“Jesus, Faith. I’m going to come…” He groans and unzips his pants, pulling his cock out a second before he erupts all over his hand. “Fuck, that was better than full sex with Gertie.”
I snort, unable to help myself. “Gertie?” I splutter and cough, but luckily, he takes it in his stride.
“Dirty Gertie,” he informs me with a big beam, wiping his hand on the blanket, which makes me giggle even more.
I howl with laughter, and he joins in, making this a really special moment. “Can I meet her?”
He chokes back a noise of surprise. “You want to?”
I nod. “If you still have her.”
