Page 119 of Bliss & Her Idols

The two men balance an Omega on each of their chests, never letting go, while they kiss like they’re drowning.

When Jin finally draws back, his eyelashes are wet. “And I felt like I was still kissing him, when I sang every word.”

“Nobody is going to stop you kissing each other for real again,” Cricket says, determinedly. “Kissing is incredible. Bee has taught me that.”

“You’re right.” Jin reaches up to suck at my lower lip, seductively enough to make me moan embarrassingly loudly. “Kissing our Queen here…or down there,” his gaze slides suggestively down my body, “is life changing.”

“Hey, stop stealing my Omega.” Torin curls his arm more possessively around me. “How about you suck your Omega’s cock, while I have fun tasting this one’s pussy?”

I’m about to protest on principle because Torin has that effect on me, but Cricket nods his frantic approval.

Unfortunately, Jin’s expression falls. “Now I feel like I’ve denied everyone a treat. I’m sorry, yeah? But it’s only a temporary escape. I can’t let Mr. Stapleton or Zoe find me here. I just saw you there on the beach and had to talk, hug, and kiss you, you know?”

“It wasn’t planned out…? You amaze me,” Torin drawls.

“That’s because I’m magic.” Jin beams. “How about some mind reading? You’re thinking:How am I lucky enough to have such a hot Beta in my bed?”

“I’m actually thinking,” I reply, “how can Ikeephim in my bed?”

“You win me. That’s the other reason I needed to risk coming here. I overheard Serenity talking to the producer about the tasks.”

I sit up, as my heart leaps with excitement.

“Go on.” I urge.

“Cheat,” Torin says with a hint of fondness. Then he adds, “Like she said. Tell us.”

“One will include music,” Jin counts the tasks off on his fingers.

“I can’t play an instrument.” I pale, horrified.

Torin points at the guitars that are leaning against the far wall. “On the other hand, I’m a musician. Easy.”

Somehow, I doubt that it will be. I don’t say anything.

“One of the tasks,” Jin continues, “will include dancing.”

This time, Torin pales as much as me.

“Can you dance?” I ask. “Because I can’t.”

Torin shakes his head. “Forgotten child here. I never received the same ballroom lessons that my older siblings did. The Idols tried to teach me, but in my opinion, they failed.”

Jin shudders. “Didn’t we made a pact never to speak about that?”

Torin narrows his eyes. “We haven’t asked the adorable Omega who looks like he’s hoping that we’ll forget his existence. Mo stoirin, it all rests on you. Can you dance?”

“I don’t know.” Cricket is trembling. “No one has ever danced with me. But I’m terrified of everyone looking at me like that.Will I really have to perform? Are you sure that there isn’t a task like best gamer? Oh, I know! Fastest laundry folder.”

He looks so hopeful like those may really be options.

“We can always hope,” Torin replies, dryly. “What about the final?”

“The assholes are keeping it secret.” Jin’s lips thin.

My heart sinks.

Why did I think that we could win this contest? Two Rejects and an outcast Alpha against eight elites?

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