Being that Anna did both Rhys and Reilly's ears, Reilly was laying on the side of her waiting his turn. Simon came over and looked at Reilly. "Can I clean his ears?" he asked. Anna nodded her head. "Sure." she said. She gave him a new set of supplies. Using the same tools for multiple people was disgusting. Anna would never do that to people she cared for. Simon sat down on the bed and pat his lap. It was clear that he was enjoying this. "Come on, princess. Let's get those ears cleaned out." Reilly looked from him to Anna and back. Eventually, he crawled into the alpha's lap. "Remember that this is his ears. Make sure that you actually listen to him about what he needs you to do. If you fuck this up, I'm taking the tools back." Anna warned him. Unsurprisingly, Simon was really good with his hands. Reilly was purring in no time. He tried to hold back, but he simply could not. That was a good sign. Those purs and moans went straight to Simon's dick. Because he was facing him, he saw the massive dick fill with blood. "Wh-what the hell!? What are you thinking... about!?"
10.5 inches of cock made you confident. He just widened his thighs a little to get some breathing room. "Nothing much. Just a cute omega in my lap right now." Simon said with a smirk. He knew what he was doing. He just had no shame concerning this. He was an alpha. An alpha supremacist at that. The purple haired boy had nothing to be embarrassed about here. All Reilly could do was blush and say "Well, stop being such a pervert about it." He was red like a tomato. The others were purring as well. Mitchel and Ronan were off in their own world together. Ronan was purring away and Mitchel was cooing at his boyfriend. Owen loudly growled at those 2. This was his rival. It was frustrating beyond belief to have a rival for the affections of someone. It was on a whole new level when you believed you were superior in every way and were still being passed up. He was a massive, virile alpha male. Mitchel was a beta male. There should have been no contest. It should have been automatic. That was what society said. It was what all his fellow alpha supremacists believed.
Growling was not going to do him any good. Eventually the brothers' ears were all cleaned out. Anna cleaned all the toolsets one by one with alcohol wipes. It was really important to disinfect things after use. Doing this, she did not need to worry about cleaning them before using them. Once they were put away, she smiled and clapped her hands. "Alright. Get on the bed. It's time for massages." she said with a smile. Massaging them was something else that she did to take their minds off their heats. It was a very special treat because she usually did one or the other. Reilly deserved it. Anna had to convince them to go for it at first. They did not want to be babied and fussed over. Both Molly and Anna argued that they deserved to be pampered every once in a while. In Anna's mind, the boys fucked the beta females doggystyle and cowgirl while powering through the cramps and lightheadedness. It was just when they were on the heat suppressants. Without them, they all were more animalistic and desperate. They were champions for it. Anna did not take it for granted.
Calling herself out for being unreasonable was not something she would ever do. Anna did this to make up for it. The boys loved being able to do it. For omega males, all the symptoms would stick with them every time. There was nothing more affirming of their masculinity than sexually pleasing women. The tradeoff was worth it. Anna and the others started the massage at their scalp. Then they went to the neck and shoulders. From there, each arm was massaged followed by the palms and the fingers. It was then time for the back and the glute. Reid, Reilly and Rhys did not like their butts messed with too much. They were too dominant to be comfortable with it. Their thighs and legs were next. The massage then ended with the feet. Just as Mitchel was going to mount Ronan and begin, Owen grabbed him and tossed him backwards off the bed. Mitchel fell on his ass. He grunted in pain and glared at the alpha. "What the hell is your problem!?" he demanded as he got up. "It's my turn. I can do a better massage than you can!" he said. Simon nodded as he mounted Reilly.
