Page 87 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

Out loud.

I pressed my lips together. Begging in the privacy of our shared thoughts was one thing. Exposing that vulnerable desire to everyone here was quite another.

Logan smiled down at me, tracing a line of fire down my chest before dipping her fingers between her thighs, the inferno of her magic getting even hotter as she stroked her clit. Her slick dripped down my waist and hips like rivulets of lava. Sparks danced between us everywhere we were connected, her low moan like lightning through my body.

My cock tapped impatiently at her, begging for entrance where my mouth simply could not. She raised her hips so my cock had no attention at all, bending over me as she coaxed herself up the peak, letting me see the twist of her features as she came.Without me.

A traitorous whimper tried to escape and I bit my tongue to stop it.

To make matters worse, Seth was staring at me. It was bad enough having to contend with a witch in my lap, let alone for my body to recall every sensation of his stretched out on top of me, the tangle of mouths and untested pleasure he had offered.

Giving in, having both of them, letting them have me in front of everyone would burn me down to my foundation.

Who the fuck would I even be when only ash remained?

My vision warped, the ceiling turning to stars set in a dark blue sky, everything melting from there until I was out in the forest, with Logan still above me and Seth’s gaze still holding me hostage.

Do not be afraid of change.

The voice echoed all the way down to my bones.

“Easy for you to say.” I didn’t even know who had said it.

Logan kissed me again, my whole body taut as a bowstring, desperate to put my hands on her.

It’s not a trick, the voice assured me.You can have them.

The musicality of the words coalesced into a sparkling figure, draped in robes like the night sky, the rest of her constructed of starlight.

Holy fuck.

I had never talked to a god before, but I knew damn well when I was in the presence of one. Unfortunate that my embarrassment cared about her seeing us too.

Be brave.

The forest and night sky vanished all at once.

Logan teased herself to the edge again while I wrestled with my whole fucking personality to form one simple word.

“Please.” It came out as barely a whisper, but she heard it. With one easy shift of position, Logan sank onto my cock, my hips rising to meet her, that glorious heat enveloping me to the hilt. I couldn’t breathe to say anything more, just panted, bowed up as she planted her hands on my chest and began a steady rhythm.

Well done.I was so fucking blissed I couldn’t tell if it was Logan or the goddess feeding the words into my head.

The last of the henna burst into ash, leaving gold behind. With any luck, that might happen to me too. I could let Logan incinerate me and hope I was equally shiny when I emerged.

“Seth,” Logan breathed out his name, the panther slinking toward us with a predatory grace that both had my core tightening and alarm bells sounding in my head.

He paused first next to Logan, dragging her mouth to his. Jealousy curled in my chest. Whether it was that he was kissing her or she was kissing him, I couldn’t quite tell. Then Sethturned to me, his mouth dropping to mine. I bucked up into Logan, earning myself a sweet gasp and giggle. Seth kissed me as breathless as our omega had, pulling away with a sly grin.

Logan’s pussy clenched hard around me and I squeezed my eyes shut, locking my hands over her hips, trying to survive the grip of her cunt and the heat of her magic. The only thing that stopped me from spilling every drop inside her was iron will. Even being an alpha wouldn’t have saved me on its own.

“Do you want to play, stag?” Seth asked, leaning close so his question wasn’t overheard by too many.

I nodded sharply, and felt both of their smiles before I opened my eyes to see them.

“Use your words,” Logan reminded me even though she was still rolling her hips deliciously, trying to steal my ability to string more than one word together at all.

“I—fuck. I want—I want to play.”