Zero looks dazed but he manages to nod. “Amazing, handsome, as if all my nightmares have been driven away.”
My stomach twists.
Lionzio runs his thumb tenderly over Zero’s cheek. “Even if your nightmares are still there, I swear that I will spend my lifetime guarding over them.”
Zero catches Lionzio’s hand, kissing his knuckles.
The gesture is intimate, painfully so.
Piper whines, as his heat begins to take a firmer grip. He runs his hand down to his own cock and starts to jerk himself off in confident stokes.
I slide my hand down, rolling Piper’s balls between my fingers.
Piper jerks, before his heated gaze meets mine. “Are you having fun playing with me?”
“Omega toys are the best.”
I slip my finger lower, checking that he is now coated with slick and ready to be knotted.
“F-f-f-cuk.” Piper’s hand speeds up on his cock.
I push one finger and then two inside him. He is slippery with slick. I scissor my fingers, slowly preparing him to be knotted.
Then I casually turn to the Alphas, who are watching Piper and me hungrily like I’m not fingering a writhing Omega in heat.
It is rare that Piper isn’t in charge. His inner Omega is strong, however, and by the strength of his purring, he is loving giving up the control for once.
“When did you sneak off and decorate this chamber?” I curl my fingers to press against Piper’s prostate and spark pleasure through him, which makes him clutch at the base of his cock to stop himself from coming. “We’ve been busy every day. Icarus, you’re the CEO. How could you also sort this out?”
“We made sure that you two were sleeping and then came here at nights to prepare this Christmas surprise.” Icarus’ gaze is firmly fixed on the way that my fingers are disappearing rhythmically into Piper, preparing him for his Alphas’ cocks. “Thank you for your decision to advance everyone their first month’s pay. I used mine to buy this bedding from a specialist heat company run by Didier in the King pack.”
I rub my cheek against a star shaped cushion. My purr deepens.
“You can order anything else you want to make it better, mio tesoro,” Lionzio adds.
“It’s already perfect.” I smile.
And it is…because we’re together.
Because they built this especially for us.
Because soon, we’re going to be bonded here.
“Why does it smell of coffee?” Piper manages to say, despite my cruel fingers milking him.
When I bat his hand away from his cock, Piper looks at me like I am killing him.
Zero is now aware enough to chuckle, pushing himself on his side to watch us, as Lionzio runs his hand through Zero’s long hair and massages his shoulders.
I haven’t seen this gentle side to Lionzio with Zero during the daytime before — although it reminds me of his gentleness when he supports Zero at night — and I love it as much as Zero is reveling in it.
I also love being the dominant one to take Piper apart.
Piper’s curls are plastered across his forehead. He bites his lip, trembling on the edge of an intense prostate orgasm.
I want to see him come on my fingers, while his cock bobs on his stomach untouched.
I rub even more relentlessly against that bundle of sensitive nerves inside him.
