“There are always more dark secrets, vita mia.” Lionzio bites at Icarus’ lower lip with a feral savagery that shows me he is tipping into his full rut now.
It takes Icarus by surprise, but his eyes become glassy with desire.
He growls, dragging the smaller Alpha to straddle his lap, as they wildly rut their clothed cocks against each other.
“Do. Not. Lie. To. Me. Again,” Icarus says between fierce kisses.
All of a sudden, Lionzio stills.
Icarus pulls back to study him carefully. “What’s wrong?”
“I forgot.” Lionzio’s voice is tight with tension. “It’s not a deliberate lie, just part of the undercover mission. I truly shouldn’t go on one again.”
“What?” Panic skitters through me.
“I’m not a billionaire.” Lionzio blushes with shame, dropping his gaze. “In fact, between these three, I’m the broke one. I’ve lived on Pip and his sister’s charity ever since I was helped to escape from my dad, possessing nothing more than the shirt on my back. Zero has his music career, although only part time around the missions, Pip is an independent business owner, and I really do work as an accountant for them. I’m sorry.”
He waits with bated breath like he expects to be kicked out of the nest.
“Ridiculous Alpha,” Icarus says with a softness that he hasn’t used to his fellow Alpha before, also a fondness that I have seen growing behind his cold eyes. “Don’t you think that I’d at least worked outthatpart?”
Lionzio stares at him in shock. “You both don’t…? But I can’t provide for you. I’m not worthy to be in your pack. I’m just poor?—”
“So am I,” Icarus says, sharply. “We can be broke-ass Alphas together. Are the rest of you all right with that?”
“Hell, yeah.” Piper grins.
“Oh, you can be my sugar babies.” Zero smirks.
“Lupacchiotto, do something with our Beta’s mouth, before it gets him in trouble,” Lionzio says, coolly.
Piper chuckles, before sliding one hand round Zero’s throat and shoving the fingers on his other hand into his mouth to gag him.
Zero’s gaze becomes heated. He sucks enthusiastically on Piper’s fingers like they’re a candy cane.
Piper shoves Zero’s leg up, before slipping his cock between the Beta’s thighs and using the friction between his legs to rock himself closer and closer to his own completion.
At the same time, he ignores how painfully hard Zero is. Precum gleams on the end of Zero’s thick cock.
Zero’s mouth is going to get him into trouble, which is where I imagine he loves to be.
“Now, we have an Omega to see through this heat together as a pack.” Icarus edges his hand between his body and Lionzio’s, cupping his clothed cock.
Lionzio moans. “Yes, sir.”
It is making me lose myself even more to the heat to see my normally uptight Alpha losing control. Icarus’ hair is already mussed, and he hasn’t even noticed. I love it like that. Lionzio appears to as well by the way that he reaches to tousle his fingers through it, making Icarus grit his teeth like he’s controlling himself from coming just from the gentle touch alone.
I won’t forget that.
Then Icarus smoothly undoes Lionzio’s trousers and pulls out his Second Alpha’s cock like he owns it.
He ruthlessly strokes Lionzio to hardness. “I’m getting you ready to please our Omega, my little virgin Alpha.” Lionzio bites his lip. “I’ll guide you. Knot her, then we will both bond her together.”
“You are going to let me knot her first?” Lionzio asks in wonder.
He looks at Icarus like he has just discovered his god.
Icarus may appear tough. Yet it is unheard of in most packs for a Chief Alpha not to knot an Omega first. Icarus has just shown how kind he is — the soft beneath his hard exterior — that he has offered this gift to the Alpha who has been made to feel unworthy to be part of any unbonded pack.
