Angelo watched Nikolai go selectively deaf, shivering from sensitivity. He quickly figured out what the Alpha planned to do, his cheeks puffing up slightly in a huff.
His reluctance was short-lived, legs shaking he gave in, the endearing title softly whispered. "Mate."
Nikolai pulled off immediately, taking out his fingers to gather the Omega in his arms. "Hmm?" He answered, his voice dripping with indulgence.
Angelo averted his gaze, miffed by the Alpha's relentless teasing. "Sleep with one eye open." He tried to threaten but his teary voice was far from cooperative.
Nikolai's laughter sent vibrations into the shell of his ear, the Mafia King holding him even tighter, his grip crushing.
"Get off me." Angelo went on coldly, "I'm taking this dress off."
More laughter met his anger, melting it into a depraved heat that washed through him.
"I'll help you take it off." Nikolai agreed much to his surprise.
