Just as the maid was about to leave, Zayden shouted.
"Wait!"
Ren flinched beneath him, his hand slipping from the alpha's length. He looked up, his shoulder slightly shaking.
"Yes?" The maid's voice echoed softly from the door.
"Leave them at the door. Knock twice before leaving so I know you brought them," Zayden instructed.
"Very well."
Zayden turned back to Ren, settling at the edge of the bed, keeping a careful distance from the trembling omega.
"Now," he said, his voice low but firm, "I will show you what condoms are. But first, you need to explain why you don't know about them. Everyone uses them."
Ren's cheeks flushed, heat rushing through him even more violently. He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated, unsure how to answer.
His mind had become fuzzy, unable to think properly. He just wanted something—anything inside his hole and to stop the itching inside.
"C-Can we do this later? Just put it in, please," he slowly crawled over to the alpha.
