Page 139 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

I thought about kissing him just to see what he’d do, but instead I ran my cheek along his, pausing to whisper in his ear, “You’re going to break for me one day, panther, and it’s going to be fucking delicious when you do.”

His answering growl burned through me and Logan yelped. I looked down at her to see her hands bound in one of his, his fingers pinching her nipple.Focus. On. Logan.

I drew away and buried my face between her thighs again, keeping up the rhythm with my fingers until she crested the edgeonce more. She sobbed when I pulled away again, every inch of her shaking.

I hummed, watching the flush of pink on her skin and the tremble in her muscles. Her eyes blazed with light, magic infusing every molecule of her being. “You’re so beautiful when you’re desperate, precious. I think you can take one more.”

Her whimper was like a drug hit. “Please, please, I can’t, I need…”

“What, precious? You need someone to fuck this pretty pussy until you forget your own name?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Please, gods.”

I pressed my thumb against her clit until she keened, struggling in vain between Caden and me. “That’s my good girl. Why don’t you show me just how much you want to come while you let your panther take care of you.”Haru, can you please fetch my jewels?

He kissed Seth’s cheek before hopping up to complete the task I set before him. I had a plethora in my rooms, tucked away for more formal occasions, but I didn’t want to risk Logan blowing this suite sky-high, so I needed somewhere to funnel her energy.

“Circle around the bed, darling.”

Haru disappeared again, collecting some of the larger chunks of crystals that we kept in the suite, arranging them around the bed, tucking some underneath to complete the circle, before passing me a handful of gems.

Thank you, darling. You can go back to Seth.

Caden and I rearranged Logan, her face one of pure bliss as he sank into her from behind. I braced a chunk of emerald beneath one of her hands, raw and unfaceted, but just as capable of holding power. I put a sapphire beneath the other and fastened a string of polished quartz beads around her neck, then a handful more hooked together to form a belt around her waist.

As much as I wanted to devour every sweet, perfect sound she made, I had a better use for that mouth. Logan didn’t make a peep of protest as I wove my fingers through her hair and brought her lips to my cunt. She stared up at me with round eyes, uncertainty floating among the haze of lust.

Have you fucked a woman before, precious?

Her tongue swept over me before she drew back. “Yes, but it’s been a while.”

“I trust you’ll find your way.”

Caden fucked into her and Logan buried her moan against me, lips and tongue teasing every bit she could reach. She kept the stones clutched in her hands, but readjusted to press them against my thighs so she could grip both.

“She wants to know if she’s allowed to come this time,” Seth gasped out. I was confused for a few seconds before I realized that he was the only one she could telepathically communicate with.

I let the tips of my claws come out and gently scratched her scalp. “You can come, precious. As soon as you’re ready.”

She grew voracious between my thighs, as if the statement renewed every cell in her body, knowing she wouldn’t be dragged back from the edge again. I growled softly as she sucked on my clit, letting all of my claws prick her skin while I held her close. Caden did the same, a light coating of black fur dancing up his arms from his fingertips, his claws ever so carefully holding Logan in place as she shivered and whined between us.

The twitching of her muscles let me know how close she was. She doubled down against my cunt, every frantic lick taking me closer to the edge. Her power washed over me like the tide, as potent and satisfying as if she were touching all of me herself. I closed my eyes to bask in the sounds and sensations of all five of us, Logan’s eager mouth carrying me up.

I burst a moment before she did, opening my eyes to see Caden reaching between her thighs and taking her over the edge before his own movements grew erratic. I braced myself for the swell of Logan’s power, the gems touching her skin lighting up, the circle around us flickering as all the energy we built in her was released. I locked eyes with Caden, purely for the pleasure of seeing how long he would be able to maintain eye contact before turning away, emotion flushing his skin when he finally did.

Our omega sank down, panting, letting her cheek rest against my thigh.

I smoothed her hair. “Well done, precious. When you’re ready, we’ll put that power to work.”

“You’re sure you’re okay?” Logan asked for the third time.

“Yes,” I promised again. “I’m just adjusting.”

Was everything weird as hell? Absolutely. Was I struggling with the shift in relationships? Of course. But I was coming to terms with how things were and how I knew they would be changing as we moved forward. I wasn’t particularly comfortable with Yelena. Truthfully, I wasn’t entirely certainwhatI felt around Yelena, but Logan liked her, and that was enough for now. All the rest would come in time.

My omega was sweetly curled around me, everyone else giving us some time alone after last night. Watching Yelena with Logan was a lot. More than I expected. I knew how things worked with Logan. Yelena was new, and she knew what she wanted, knew how to direct the situation to her liking. She was cocky, self-assured…intoxicating in a way I didn’t know what to do with. Part of me felt disloyal to even consider it. The permission Logan had given me didn’t assuage any of the guilt or any of the currents of confusion and desire that roiled inside me.

Many shifters practiced polyamory, so much so that I was probably out of the ordinary for attaching myself to a single person. I had partnered pretty freely in my youth; most of us did. But when it came to serious commitments? Most omegas wouldn’t even dream of a single partner when they thrived having multiples. Not to mention it was near impossible for one person to take on an omega’s heat successfully. Logan needed them and it was up to me to manage my own anxiety. I’d always worried I wasn’t enough for one person, but now I would have to prove otherwise even though introducing more into the picture seemed like a recipe for disaster.

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