Alphas Feral Little Mate
As we settle into the chair, I position myself in a way that allows me to lean against it, providing a comfortable support for both me and the two omegas.
However, the change in position causes them to cry out, expressing their discomfort at being moved. Determined to soothe them, I delicately place my hands on their tiny heads, guiding them back to my chest where they find solace in suckling once again. Gradually, their cries subside, and a sense of relaxation washes over them. Eventually, they drift off to sleep, content in my embrace. I recline, cherishing the precious moment of cuddling with my little ones until
Carrie returns, her face adorned with a warm smile. “Yes,” I affirm, “they w
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