Alpha Kyle's POV.

They started as soon I took my seat, getting me ready for the day, letting their hands move so smoothly and well calculated on my skin while doing what they do best.

Thanks to the scent from the expensive ointment which was some sort of therapeutic. It met my nostrils, swan into it and boastfully took over, inflicting this irresistible soothing and calm smell all over it. So good that I had to give it a nod as soon as they met my skin, doing its wonders.

The fingers of the dressers did their own magic, putting every muscle into places, putting them where they belong, where...