The three of us will be exceptionally demanding; that much is clear.
Though, I suspect Morpheus and Maliki will both ease Serapina into their particular tastes. I’ve already seen the evidence of that with my best friend. And given how soft Morpheus has been toward her, I expect the same from him.
He proves me right as he stares up at her with an expression of pure adoration, his blue-green eyes capturing and holding hers in a look of encouragement that has Serapina smiling shyly back at him. She reaches for his pants and unties the top before giving them a good tug.
His hips lift to make it easier for her, and his lips curl. “Eagerness noted and approved,” he says, looking at her while speaking to me.
Or I assume that comment was for me since he used the same term I uttered seconds ago.
“Obedience, too,” he adds, confirming he’s talking to me and not her.
“Hmm,” I hum noncommittally, wanting to see how much bolder our Omega can be.
She finishes pulling off Morpheus’s pants, then glances over at me with a haughty little look before moving on to Maliki.
I don’t let her see my responding smile, instead only revealing it when she’s focused on my enforcer. She’s trying to prove something to me. Or maybe to herself.
Regardless, I’m amused.
And equally intrigued.
Because this is so new. So refreshing.So alluring.
It’s almost like she wants to test my limits along with her own, only in an entirely different way. I don’t think she’s aware that she’s doing it. Fuck, it’s probably not even intentional. Yet here we are.
Maliki lifts his hips just like Morpheus did, only he grabs Serapina the moment she’s finished removing his pants and yanks her in for a long kiss.
It’s a break in protocol.
One I know he’s doing on purpose to piss me off.
But I don’t say anything. I just watch as he devours our mate, then arch a brow at him when he pulls away from her. The look he gives me in return dares me to say something.
I don’t.
Because that’s just how we play.
He enjoys pushing my boundaries almost as much as I enjoy watching him seduce and fuck.
It’s a give-and-take between us that creates an intriguing dynamic, one that has secured our lifelong friendship.
“Since Maliki is being impatient, I want you to touch Morpheus first,” I say, punishing my best friend in my own way.
But, in truth, I’m also rewarding him.
Delayed gratification gets him off.
And I’m fairly certain he’ll also be aroused by Morpheus coming down Serapina’s throat.
“The key is to tease,” I tell Serapina. “I think your mates have done a good job of introducing you to the concept, but if you want to return the favor, I suggest kneeling between Morpheus’s legs and running your nails up his thighs. Then lean down and gently kiss his knot.”
My cousin arches a brow at me, then looks at Serapina with an open invitation in his eyes. “Do whatever comes naturally, sweetheart,” he tells her.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to remind him that I’m leading this lesson, but Serapina touches his thighs tospread his lower limbs and moves to kneel between his legs, just like I instructed.
A purr escapes my chest, my approval highlighting the sound and causing her to glance at me.
I gift her with a little smile, telling her without words that I appreciate her listening to me, then nod for her to continue.
