Page 63 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

“Yes, please.” Her voice was so tentative, but she said it. She fucking said it. She wantedmeto touchher.

“Keep it PG.” Caden eyed me carefully. “If you go somewhere I don’t like, this will stop.”

I set a shaking hand on Logan’s knee. She felt like a furnace under those leggings and I wanted to let myself burn. I inched closer. She looked at me from her comfortable perch against Caden, waiting for me to do more. I cupped her face and brushed my thumb over her cheek. Her eyes fluttered closed and she leaned into the touch.

The audacity.

Who gave her permission to get all soft like that?

I swallowed hard and got myself a bit more comfortable. The couch was cramped with all of us at one end. I thought about asking if we could move to the bed instead but I was pretty fucking sure Caden would deny me just because he could.

I got bold and moved my thumb to touch Logan’s lips. They parted softly against the slightest pressure and it took every ounce of willpower not to pop it right in there for her to suck on. It was too early to risk that.

Her eyes opened slowly and her tongue darted through that tiny gap and licked at the pad of my thumb. Electricity bolted through me. Why the fuck did that feel as good as I imagined her mouth on my dick would?

Logan gave me a teasing smile. I dropped my forehead to hers. Caden would probably stop things if I kissed her, but I debated if that was worth ending things early or not. Her breathing turned to panting, those perfect sounds reaching a crescendo right next to my fucking ears. I struggled not to come at the noises she was making so close to me. I grit my teeth and ruthlessly shoved it all down.

That fucking dream filled in all the missing spaces of the experience. I knew exactly what she’d feel like if she came while I was inside her. That didn’t help the current situationat all.

Caden took zero pity on either of us and Logan made a choked-off groan. She’d definitely gotten louder, and not just because I could hear her better up close. She squirmed harder in Caden’s grip and he slid a hand all the way up to hold her by the throat, giving me a glimpse of the expanse of skin under her sweater. I brushed reverent fingertips over her stomach, and the muscles twitched under my touch. I laid my palm flat, getting as much skin as I could while it was there for the taking.

I wanted to kiss her so fucking bad. Her mouth wasrightthere. I nearly lost my mind when she finally reached out andtangled her hand in my hair, gripping tight at the back of my neck.

Logan arched toward me as Caden unraveled her again and I didn’t last. Sensation rolled through me, my dick pulsing, turning my underwear into a sloppy mess. It was like I was a fucking teen splooging over a dirty magazine. I shuddered and kept my forehead to Logan’s, trying to keep some semblance of control on myself. Her grip was so strong I nearly winced, but I chose to revel in the contact. We were both huffing and puffing while Caden was cool as a fucking cucumber.

Unfair.

“Too hot,” she whined.

Caden freed both hands, and I tried not to look too closely at the fingers that were shiny from Logan’s cunt. He whipped her sweater right off her.

I froze in place, totally unable to look away from her bare chest, the swell of her tits begging to be held. I wanted to touch every new bit exposed, to press myself against her warm skin and?—

“Seth.” Caden’s voice snapped me out of my staring. “Help her.”

I gaped at them both. “Help with…?”

“Logan gets warm when we play. Help her out of her pants.”

Fucking hell, these two were going to kill me.

I braced shaking hands on Logan’s hips and she helpfully lifted them so I could peel the fabric down until it popped off both feet. My heart was like a barrel drum against my ribs. She winked and spread her legs again. Her gray panties had a clearly visible wet spot.

This time when Caden slipped his fingers into her and her eyes flickered shut, I could pretty well see everything. Every thrust lifted the fabric of her panties, giving sinful peeks of dark hair and slick skin. I wasn’t above pulling the panties aside andcoaxing her clit with my tongue while Caden finger-fucked her to oblivion. I put a chokehold on that urge, instead setting a hand on each of her ankles and sliding up.

She was back to panting again and focused those beautiful eyes on me.

What do you want me to do, Lo?

Logan slid her foot toward me and hooked her toes to nudge me closer. I inched forward and into her reaching grasp. She hooked one arm around Caden behind her and one around me, keeping me precariously balanced between their legs. I braced myself on the couch with one hand, resting the other on her knee.

Caden took his sweet-ass time playing with her, keeping her wriggling and bucking without taking her over the edge again. I took a chance and dipped forward to kiss her, the moan that leapt out of her rocking me down to my soles. She pulled me closer and swept her tongue into my mouth.

I tipped further toward her, ready to drown in the taste of her. Caden chose that moment to slide another hand into her panties and shove her over the edge. Logan broke free of the kiss with a choking gasp, her grip on me shaking, little mutters offuck, fuck, fuckechoing.

Logan melted against Caden, her limbs falling limply with a contented sigh. I sat back, my legs aching from awkwardly kneeling.

“Good girl,” Caden growled in her ear. His gaze slid to me. “You can go now, Seth. I don’t imagine you want to see me get taken care of.”

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