“So, someone ended up on Santa’s Naughty List and they don’t get to play.” Dante leans down, running his thumb over Lucian’s nipple and making him arch into the touch. “What a shame that you’re now going to have to lie with your sad, untouched, and neglected cock…” He teasingly traces his hand lower onto Lucian’s abs, before deliberately skirting around the exact part of him that’s desperately straining to be touched. “…while I touch, worship, and adore our Omegas, fucking and breeding Ember in front of you…”
