He throws back his head with a howl, squirting a thin milk liquid from his cock.
“Fuck,” Lionzio breathes. “I want her to do that to me.”
Icarus grabs Lionzio, pulling him up by his throat; his smile is wicked. “Don’t worry, pet, I’ll write it into your schedule: milk the pet at six a.m. every morning.”
“Yes, sir.”
I gently remove my fingers from Piper. I sooth down his shoulders, as he shudders, coming down from the high.
“I love you.” Piper nuzzles against me like every inch of his skin needs to be touching mine.
“I love you too.” I kiss Piper, lingeringly. Then I lick down his scent gland. He is falling deeply into heat. I need to check in, before his mind becomes too hazy. “Do you want to be knotted and bonded by the Sinner pack today?”
“More than anything in the world.” Piper glances at the other men in the bed. “I love all of you. I want to become a bonded member of the pack. Also…” He scrunches up his nose. “How does this nest smell like my coffee shop? It’s delicious.”
“One of the inventions of that online heat shop,” Icarus replies. “You can send them detailed scent instructions, then they make customized scent infusers for a nest. I asked your sister what your most popular coffee was.”
I smile at Icarus.
This is why he’s an amazing Head Alpha. He may be uber dominant and cold on the surface. But he’s also the most observant and thoughtful person I know.
Piper swallows. “Thanks, Alpha.”
I feel the rush of both love and contentment through Icarus’ bond both at his Omega’s approval and the use ofAlpha, rather than his nickname.
“I ordered one that smells of toasted marshmallows,” Zero points out. “Then I can carry your scent with me, love, whereverI go. When I’m performing at concerts, I can make my dressing room smell of you. I won’t be alone again, yeah?”
I glow.
Piper takes another deep breath. “Well, I may never leave this yummy smelling nest.”
“Suits me.” Lionzio wraps his arms around Icarus, who is still holding him loosely by the throat. “At least then I won’t be having heart attacks because you’re recklessly racing around on motorcycles, being shot at, or falling off roofs.”
“You fell off a roof?” I say in horror, remembering how close I came to falling off the hotel’s roof.
“Pfft, a couple of times.”
“You were shot at…?”
Piper’s lips twitch. “A couple of times.”
“That does it.” Icarus’ expression hardens. He snatches up a long strip of glittery tinsel. “No one is leaving this nest for at least the next twenty-four hours. After that, no matter if we need to work from home, we are taking our two week bond leave together. I will decide whether you will remain in your nest for that as well.”
Piper stretches with a lazy look. “Are you hearing me complaining?”
“I also want to make sure that my Alpha doesn’t escape either. After all, Grace and I put a lot of effort into courting and hunting you.” Icarus effortlessly throws the smaller Alpha down next to me. “Stay.”
Lionzio’s cock hardens, betraying just how much it turns him on to be manhandled like this by his stronger Chief Alpha.
“Yes, sir.” Lionzio’s cheeks flush.
“Put your hands above your head.”
Lionzio obeys.
Icarus surveys Lionzio, knowing that every moment he waits, Lionzio becomes more worked up.
At last, Icarus calmly crawls toward Lionzio. His eyes darken, before he straddles Lionzio’s waist. He wraps the tinsel loosely around the Alpha’s wrists, slipping his finger beneath it to check that it’s not too tight and won’t bruise him.
