“Slow your roll, Timbuktu.” Matteo tugged me back down between the two of them, fixing me with a stern, brown-eyed stare. This was probably the most strict I’d ever seen him look as he took my face in his hands. “You didn’t actually wake up, we were actually able to settle you back down pretty quickly.”
“How?” Aside from tranquilizing me, I was sure what they could have done that would have quelled the nightmares that had made my life miserable for almost nine years.
A feminine purr began next to me and I glanced at Aria who was laying on the pillow again. A familiar, second purr, joined hers, deeper and more gravelly, and Matteo moved my hand to his throat so that I could feel the vibrations under his fingers. I had vague memories of him purring for me during my last two heats and how they had made me feel. Now with the two purrs melding together my previously tense body melted like chocolate.
“Oh.” That was all I could say as I listened to their purring, fighting against the sleepy feelings that the rumbling noises brought.
Could it have been that easy all along? I’d heard the purrs of the other alphas that had serviced my heat since I turned eighteen, and could no longer make it through my heats on my own. They’d been nice enough, nothing to brag about, but I appreciated the effort.
This, however? This wassodifferent. Their purrs washed over me like a tingly warm blanket, and any protests or guilt about waking them up seemed to fade away with the steady thrumming noise.
Matteo stopped purring, grinning down at me. “See? Never underestimate the power of an alpha’s purr. Studies have shown that it lowers blood pressure, improves blood flow,andit works like anxiety medication for omegas.” He had shifted from playful Matteo, to Doctor Matteo like it was as easy as breathing.
I smiled up at him, “Thanks for the prescription, Doc, I like it.” I stretched languidly between them, pointing my toes and letting out a little squeal when the stretch got really good as my spine popped, and I relaxed into the bed with my limbs tingling.
“Should we get up for the day? I’m pretty sure it’s late....” I reached over Matteo and grabbed my phone, tapping until the screen illuminated, “Holy shit, it’s noon?! Why did you guys let me sleep for so long?”
I never slept in, ever, I was always up in the mornings working on whatever hobby was interesting to me at the moment or reading a book, and enjoying a cup of coffee. When I was younger I had farm chores to do which required me to wake up at the crack of dawn, and I’d never broken the habit. I don’t think I’ve ever slept past ten in the morning in my life.
“Haven’t you ever just lounged in bed before?” Matteo asked, flipping me over his body so that I straddled him in the bed. My panicked thoughts flipped quickly to lust as I felt the hard edge of him inside of his checkered, blue pajama pants, and I planted my hands flat onto his chest to steady myself.
I shook my head, “Nope, never.” My voice came out a bit breathless as I stared down at Matteo’s face, still illuminated by my phone screen. His stubble was a little bit longer today, and I wanted to rub my face against his chin like a cat, my own little omega purr rattling out of my throat at the thought.
“We can teach you how to do that,” Aria offered and her hands slid around my waist, and she brushed my hair away from my neck, pressing a burning kiss to the sensitive skin there. “Do you want us to teach you how to relax in the morning?”
“You mean early afternoon?” I couldn’t help but tease and was rewarded with a chuckle against my skin before Aria’s teeth pricked at my neck, not enough to break the skin, more of a scrape really. The contact sent a shudder of pleasure through my body, like a bolt of electricity.
“An answer is required, sweet.” Aria’s voice had changed from sleepy to a deeper, huskier tone as she lapped against the skin just underneath my chin as if she could taste the strawberries and cream scent that I supposedly smelled like.
“Uh-oh,” Matteo’s grin never left his face. “Madame Ria has come out to play.”
Madame Ria? I was confused but managed to squeak out, “Please teach me.”
“Good answer,” Aria growled from behind me as her hands slid under the hem of the button-up pajama shirt and slid up the curve of my stomach. Her hands were hot and seeking as she slid her fingers along the underside of my breasts.
“So soft,” She murmured in my ear, her voice melodic as her fingers traveled up from the underside of my breasts to skim my nipples lightly. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out, my fingers digging into Matteo’s chest. I laid my head back on Aria’s shoulder as she used the tip of her nail to trace the circumference of one of my nipples, and it tightened and puckered in response, “So sensitive.” She added in the same entrancing voice.
I realized very quickly that Aria Simmons had a dirty mouth and her words made my insides twist, surprising me when my slick gushed out of me and a damp spot began to form on Matteo’s pajama pants.
“Oh!” I gasped breathlessly, “I’m sorry!” I was embarrassed, other than during my heat I didn’t normally slick.
I began to slide off of his lap so I could find something to wipe myself with, but Matteo’s hands gripped the top of my thighs, “Stay.” His words ended in a growl, “And don’t ever apologize to us for something like this. This,” his hands moved to where our soaking clothes met, and he brought it to my face, it smelled more tart than the rest of my scent, more concentrated.“Is everything to me.”
He licked the little bit of slick that was on his fingers off with his tongue and my whole body shuddered as I watched. I was always surprised when this side of Matteo peeked out. I’d only seen it twice so far, but I found that I really,really,liked it. I watched as he licked all traces off of his fingers and I felt heat wash over me at how hot it was to see.
“Let’s shuffle around a bit, shall we?” Aria tugged me backward, “Matteo, pet, sit up for me, and Tibby, let’s turn you around.”
Matteo obliged, sitting up and crossing his legs in front of him, creating a little cradle in his lap. His hands reached for me and Aria let him pull me back into his chest until I was sitting in his lap, his hard erection slotting in between my clothed ass cheeks.
His arms locked in on either side of me, resting on his knees as we awaited Aria’s next order.
Aria knelt in front of me, her satin nightie sliding off of her shoulder as she ran a hand through her own brown hair and watched us with a predatory glimmer. Her amber eyes nearly glowed in the dark as they slid down the length of my body.
“As much as I love these bat pajamas, I think I’d like them better if they were on the floor...Matteo.” She said his name like an order, her fingers snapping in the dark.
Matteo’s fingers flew into action as he deftly unbuttoned the top and I lifted my arms, letting him slide it over my head.
“Bottoms too,” Aria ordered as she slid off of the bed and headed for the window, opening the curtains and letting in a few slivers of light. I blinked, trying to adjust to the sudden change in light. I must have made a noise of discontent because Aria grinned over her shoulder at me, “I want to see those gorgeously freckled breasts, and I can’t do that if it’s too dark. Besides, I feel like giving Matteo a reward. After all, he’s never gotten to see you in full light before.”
