Page 76 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

“Pick anything you like. Indulge your curiosity, and, if you want to test them out for your heat, I wouldn’t be opposed.”

Logan swallowed hard. “There’s so many. I’ve only used human-style ones before.”

“Gods bless the monster fuckers for expanding the selection available. Companies saw a market and went for it.”

“They sure did.” Logan selected a brightly colored one with a multitude of textures. “It’s kind of a cross between Caden and Haru.”

Pressed up against her back, I slid my hands down her body, cupping between her thighs and earning myself a moan. “Should I get my strap?”

The heat of her was just shy of burning. Logan shifted her hips and I slipped my fingers into her waistband, gliding into her gathered slick while she braced herself on the armoire.

“So wet already, omega. Are you going to let me play with this perfect pussy?”

“Yes,” she gasped out.

“Good girl. Do you want me to strip you down or would you rather do it yourself?”

Logan held her arms aloft, letting me peel her shirt away, carefully removing each item until she was beautifully bare. My own clothing was removed far less delicately in my haste so I could press every inch of her against me.

“Wait on the couch. I’ll just take a minute to get ready.”

“I’m going to get slick on it.”

“What a tragedy it would be to have a scent of your desire ingrained in here. Go sit.”

With practiced movements, I hooked up the harness around my hips and got Logan’s choice settled in before tucking a U-shaped vibe into my own pussy so I could have a little extra fun while Logan fucked herself on my lap. The buzz zinged through my body; I was already eager to have her.

I drew her up until she straddled me, claiming her voracious mouth, her hips impatiently rocking against the toy.

“Go ahead, little witch. Let me watch you take it.”

With a quick change in angles, her eyes widened, the thick tip pressing against her. “I think my eyes might’ve been bigger than my pussy.”

“Maybe so, but you can be a good girl and try anyway, right?”

She whimpered, nodding her head, letting her weight sink a little more. I teased her clit with my thumb, delighted by the sounds she made, my enjoyment rising even further when I discovered how her body tensed at the flick of my tongue on her nipple. I wrapped my arm around her waist, letting myself suck that pink tip, work her clit, all the while pulling down, listening to the signals from her body.

Her grip on my shoulders trembled.

Open up, sweet one.

Logan’s omega whine unlocked something in my brain, my muscles tensing as the vibe carried me over the edge. I simply couldn’t allow only me to have that pleasure. The grind of my thumb her had my witch shaking like a leaf, the bright silicone disappearing bit by bit.

“Velda, oh my gods. I can’t.”

Yes, you can. Come for me. I sucked hard on her nipple, pinching it with my teeth, while her hips rocked against my hand. She ground down on the thick tip until she broke apart with the wave of power that felt like walking through a wall of fire.Good girl. Keep going.

Fucking hell, Velda.Yelena’s voice zipped through my head.You just made me come in the library.

Sorry not sorry.

Logan was on a single-minded mission, hips setting a frantic rhythm until the next surge of pleasure had her pussy swallowing up the toy, her weight melting against me, and her voice broken with a ragged scream. The burn of her magic set me off, the vibe carrying me away.

Flickers of bright orange out of the corner of my eye caught my attention, panic jolting through me a hot second later.

“Motherfucker!”

I unceremoniously tossed Logan to sprawl out across the couch before grabbing the burning cushion and hurling it into my bathroom. The shower quickly took care of it, and I flipped on the ventilation fan to handle the burning smell.