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“I always need you, Sir.”

Lying on my back on the polished wood, legs spread, I held onto the edge of the desk as His Lordship gave me long, deep thrusts with his glorious cock. Leisurely, he filled me in ways he must have known would bring me the most joy, and he praised me every time I climaxed.

Afterward, I got to my knees and licked His Lordship’s cock clean, savoring the taste of fresh cum and slick.

“Are you still afraid, pet?”

I shook my head. I wasn’t. My alpha loved me, and I would serve him and be happy.

Humming, His Lordship cupped my cheek. “You’re beautiful, Sesto. So timid and obedient, yet so passionate. You’re perfect. Six is my lucky number.”

Naked and on my knees, I leaned with my face into his touch. My heart danced with happiness and gratitude. “Thank you, Your Lordship. Thank you so much. I’m yours, Your Lordship.”

“You are, and I’m keeping you forever, my sixth omega.” He patted my cheek. “Now go. I need to work.”

I left his study and went to join the other omegas in the salon. I was naked and fresh cum trickled down my inner thighs, but I didn’t want to wash up yet.

I found only Angelo there, reading. The others must have been out. Angelo gave me a shining smile.

“You’re so pretty when you’re freshly fucked. Come here, sweetie.”

I hurried to him and let him draw me down onto the recliner. Angelo pushed his fingers into my crease, tracing my used rim.

“Your hole is getting bigger. How are you, pet?”

“I’m very good, Master Angelo. I’m happy.”

“Are you? You looked scared when Heath called you into his office today.”

“I’m not scared anymore. His Lordship says he loves me and won’t hurt me.”

“He won’t,” Angelo said earnestly. “But one day, you might want him to cause you pain.”

“Does he do it to you, Master Angelo?”

Angelo’s smile looked old and wise, even though he was only one year older than me. “Yes,” he replied lightly.

“You like it?”

“I crave it. All of us do.”

“His Lordship told me I don’t have to go into the Red Room if I don’t want to.”

Angelo kissed my nose. “You don’t. And if you never want to know anything about it, we won’t love you any less. You’re a rare find, little pet, and we want to keep you, not scare you away.”

“I love you, too, Master Angelo. You and all my masters, and Lord Elliot.”

We kissed and cuddled, and I felt relieved. Until Angelo spoke again.

“You must have noticed things,” he said.

I nodded.

“You never ask questions. Is it because you’re afraid of the answers?”

“It’s not my place to pry, Master Angelo.”

“But it is, sweetie. You’re a part of this family. We play servant and masters when we fuck, but those are games. You are our equal husband. You can demand answers.”