THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT (R18), INCLUDING STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL SCENES AND MATURE THEMES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
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**CRIMSON VEIL PACK**
Steam clung to the air as Alpha Damon stepped from the bathe, his skin glistening, muscles taut with restrained hunger. The Omega servants had been bathing him with tender precision—until the scent of their pheromones thickened, intoxicating him.
Azarel, the eldest among them, stood closest. Petite and curvy, she wore her submission like silk — quiet, warm, and waiting. She leaned in and captured the lips of the other servant with unexpected boldness, their kiss deep and lingering. Damon watched, his shaft swelling in response, hunger flooding his senses.
He closed his eyes at the warmth of the breasts pressing against him on both sides and swallowed before opening his eyes to see the first servant across him take her companion's face in her hands.
