Page 115 of Rogue & Her Hunters
He grins.
“I’m honored,” Joker pants, breathless. “This is legally binding. You can’t take it back.”
“Thanks for the warning.”
Bird bursts back into the room, staggering under the weight of a large oak chest. He has stacked a pile of pillows, as well as what looks like dirty laundry on top of it. I can’t even see his head over the top of the laundry.
Bird dumps the clothes and pillows onto the bed, before dropping the oak box onto the floor with a crack. “Wow, that’s heavy.”
Jokers writhes out from underneath me like an eel, as I always knew he could, to excitedly snatch up the pillows. He buries his head in them, taking deep breaths.
Then he starts to purr.
It’s a beautiful purr.
Both Bird and I stare at Joker, transfixed.
Bird shakes his head like he’s trying to clear it. “I thought that you’d like some clothes from your Alpha as well. He’s sort of a neat freak, isn’t he? But I found the laundry hamper. I’ll build them into a nest for you.”
Joker raises his head to give Bird a heated look. “If you were an Alpha, I’d be begging you to rut me, sweet thing.”
Bird’s gaze becomes wicked.
He shoves Joker backward amongst the clothes, caging him. “I may not have a knot but I have a cock. I can still ravish you.”
“Yes, fuckingplease,” Joker breathes.
Called it.
“What’s with all the Omega on Omega action?” I lean over the bed to the oak chest, dragging it open. Wow, Joker has a lot of toys. I lift up a large, knotted dildo. “Didn’t someone say they wanted me to peg them?”
Joker writhes, held down by Bird. “Am I dreaming? This feels like one of my fantasies come to life.”
I crawl over Joker. “We have your consent?”
I need to be sure, before the heat fully clouds his mind.
He nods, enthusiastically. “My h-h-heats have always been extreme and h-h-hit fast. I’m already s-s-truggling to talk…”
Bird kisses him to silence. “Then don’t talk and enjoy this. We’re here with you. You’re safe. I’m going to make this pleasurable.”
Joker looks less certain about that last point. But then, Bird doesn’t understand his fear in the way that I do.
“It’ll be fun,” Bird urges. “Ro and you can just let go and feel. I’ll kind of be switching too because I’ll take the usual role of the Beta as best I can. I’m not in heat, so I’ll ensure that you’re bothokay. I’ll find the kitchen and fetch water and snacks for you both throughout. You don’t need to worry about anything.”
“D-d-do people like you really exist?” Joker stares up at Bird in awe.
I know how Joker feels.
Bird doesn’t come from our shadowy worlds. Bird’s sunshine is almost painful when you first feel it on your skin. It’s hard to accept that it’s real, but once you’ve felt it, it’s impossible to live without.
Will Joker be able to live without Bird after this experience?
Joker’s eyelashes are matted wet. “I have n-n-never enjoyed a heat.”
Bird’s smile fades, before he leans down and nuzzles him, tenderly. “You will with me. I’m here now.”
A tear chases down Joker’s cheek.
