“You mean like yours?” Lionzio challenges.
Icarus’ lips twitch. “Yes, like those ones.”
When I growl, both Alphas startle. “Don’t fight. I’m an Omega in heat, remember? Kiss and make up.”
If I had ever growled at Maya, then I would have been beaten. I feel safe enough with these two dominant and dangerous Alphas, however, to not only growl but also to give them orders.
Lionzio’s pupils dilate.
He leans forward to kiss me. “Do you know how much of a turn on your growl is, tesoro?”
“Not me.” I wriggle my hands out of the two men’s grasps, before gesturing at them. “Each other.”
“Of course I must kiss my Second Alpha at the command of our Omega.” Icarus leans down and yanks Lionzio off his knees and then dangling onto his tiptoes.
Lionzio’s eyes are dark with desire, as Icarus kisses him, harshly.
I wouldn’t call it making up, maybe more like punishment. Until Lionzio raises his hands to smooth down his Chief Alpha’s strong shoulders tentatively, and Icarus gentles the kiss.
When a wave of heat hits me, I whine.
“I’ve got you,” Piper says. He is lying next to me in the nest, and I turn my head to nuzzle against his coolness to stave off the fever. “I’ll look after you, while our Alphas become friends again. Don’t they look gorgeous together?”
I hum my agreement.
Piper is as naked as I am, apart from the scarf that is always wrapped around his neck. He is spooning me from behind, licking and kissing my scent gland, which is twice as sensitive as it normally is.
I shiver.
My skin tingles, as he caresses up and down my sides, while washing his soothing pheromones over me.
“They look like they were made for each other, darling,” Zero adds. He is sprawled along the end of the bed. His long, silky hair is wild and untamed, as he eagerly strips off his sparkling white outfit that he wore on stage. “Just think how bloody hot our Lion will look on all fours while he’s rutted by our dom of a new Chief Alpha like he’s an Omega.”
Lionzio breaks away from the kiss with an outraged growl.
Icarus laughs. “You don’t like the idea…? I’ve heard that it’s possible with a lot of preparation and lube.”
Lionzio pulls away from Icarus, smoothing down his suit with flustered motions, although he’s definitely not denying thathe’s interested. The way that he’s tenting his trousers implies that he is.
Lionzio glances at me. “Right now, I just want to make sure thatthisOmega only feels pleasure.”
“She will. I’m here, after all.” Zero winks.
He adds the outfit to the sides of the nest, building them up. Then he works on the star shaped cushions and silk sheets to create an amateur nest, excitedly. It’s clear that he doesn’t know how to do this really, but he’s trying his best for my sake.
Is he truly sacrificing his rock star costume for me? It will be destroyed in the heat.
Logan never created nests for me. He definitely never sacrificed anything for my sake.
I only have a hazy memory of my heats with him. I don’t remember feeling any pleasure, although he certainly appeared to enjoy them.
As a Beta in the highly Traditional Alcotts pack, John was shut out of the heat altogether. I found him sleeping outside in the corridor with tear tracks down his cheeks.
I knew how hard it was for him to be separated from me at those times.
Yet in this nest, Zero is being included like he is just as important as an Omega or Alpha.
I hoped that he would be.
