I am the lover of vampires and werewolves

Product introduction:
Jerome an Omega, replacing his best friend as well as his one-sided love for many years - Aylmer - came to the Night Depths, becoming the consort of Lord Darion, an Alpha vampire nearly a thousand years old. There he met his best friend Alpha thought dead - Alden, along with many others. Through that, he learns to accept himself and grow. And also here, he found the love of his life in the form of a "fated couple" - Lord Darion.
Some notable excerpts:
/Excerpt 1/
“Of all the scents I have ever smelled, the bird of paradise is the most addictive by far. Do you know your scent is driving me crazy, little fox?” Darion whispered while filling his lungs with scent. Alpha breathed loudly while grabbing my inner thigh and lifted me up easily, quickly moved to the bed, and then laid me down on the sheets.

With one hand resting on the bed across my head, Alpha used the other as a brush and turned my smooth bare skin into a picture frame. Every touch to the skin is every stroke of the pen sketched.
I closed my eyes and entrusted it all to Alpha, unable to hold back the sobs and shivers when the soft spots were deliberately touched.
I was prepared for the possible, cruel, greedy, insatiable, but it all seemed to go against what I had in mind. Because Alpha is too gentle, gentle and slow. As if my body were a fragile creature woven with sunlight, raindrops, touch will melt, kiss will break.
My eyes wander to the sky through the ceiling-high window with fluttering velvet curtains, outside the sky has fallen, the distant stars seem lost in Alpha's red eyes. I looked and got lost.
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/Excerpt 2/
“Then I will soon be older than you, even if not in age.” I grumbled.
Suddenly, Darion laughed into a fist that was held in front of his mouth. I dared to glare at Alpha and ask, "What are you laughing at?"
“I was imagining what you would look like with a beard, well, worth enjoying.” Darion's hobby is to make fun of me, and yet for a few moments I forget about it.

I spread my palm out in front of Darion, meeting a puzzled look: "What are you doing?"
"Will you please pay me?" I say.
Ignoring Alpha's frown, I continued: "In China, people get paid if they make someone laugh."
Darion looks at me, lowers his head, places his soft lips between his palms, burning my skin with his hot kiss.
"I don't have any money, so I have to put a seal in advance, okay, okay, my spouse?"
My cheeks heat up and I feel like I'm on fire, a Vampire's always low body temperature doesn't help when I bury my head in Darion's shoulder.
"He played bad." I grumbled. And felt a hand gently stroke her hair.