Page 104 of Knot My MC
“Since you grew tits.”
What a scumbag. His dick will rot before it gets anywhere near me.
“Axel?”
“What, sweetie?”
“That’s fucking disgusting.” I bring my knee up and hit him right between the legs. His hold on me loosens, and I quickly put space between us.
“You fucking cunt.” He clutches his junk and seethes, face turning bright red.
Three figures appear behind him, wielding knives looking more like hell’s angels than Hell Hounds.
“Careful, Axel, that’s my lady you’re talking about.” Crow advances, moving without trouble. I can’t tell if today is one of his good days or if he’s able to push through the pain to deal with the dickhead in front of him. His switchblade presses nice and snug against Axel’s throat. “Didn’t your mama teach you how to treat a woman?”
“She left me.” Axel wheezes again, still not fully recovered from the hit to his nuts.
“Can’t say I blame her.” Jag steps in front of him, fully cutting me out of his line of sight.
Knox comes to me. “Are you okay?” His cheeks are red from running.
“Yeah.” I take a shaky breath. “I was a little worried.”
“Maybe we need to hit the cardio a little harder,” he says with an easy laugh before growing serious and looking me over head to toe. “He didn’t hurt you?” His questions distract me from whatever Axel is saying to the guys.
“He didn’t have the chance.” I grimace. “I had to kiss him.”
Knox reaches into his pocket and pulls out a travel size mouthwash. “Here.”
I close my eyes. Oh my sweet summer child. “Thanks but he didn’t get that far. Only a shower will help get rid of the feeling his lips left on mine.”
“Swish.” He uncaps the bottle.
“This is ridiculous.”
“Don’t say her name.” The crack of a palm against skin ricochets through the air. I glance around Knox. Jag is seething and Crow is glaring at him.
“You’re going to make me accidentally kill him.” Crow straightens Axel and wrenches the alpha’s head back, positioning the knife once more.
“So?” Jag rolls his shoulders.
“So, Kiki didn’t give us permission.”
“You take your orders from a bitch?”
I growl but Knox stops me from going over.
“Wash your mouth out.”
“Is that a demand or?” I raise my eyebrows.
“No. Sorry. Please, try it. I think it’ll help more than you know. The alcohol will get on your lips when you spit and clean them.”
Solid point.
I quickly rinse and spit, surprised by how much that actually helped. I don’t feel like clawing my lips off anymore.
“And one more thing.” Knox grabs me and sweeps me into his arms, kissing me like he loves me. I open to him and his tongue caresses mine, stealing just a breath before he pulls back and grins. “Now how does that feel?”
