Page 95 of Glass Omega

I nodded, swallowing heavily and wishing that I could see what their expressions were like.

Were they full of the same dark desire that I’d come to expect from the two alphas? Or were they neutral, like touching me was more clinical until it came to the next part?

I doubted that.

Even if I couldn’t see I could hear their heavy breathing and the occasional growl, not to mention the thick waves of lust washing down the bond to me from Edison.

So, instead of worrying, I just focused on what I could feel as the first set of hands began to touch me, sliding along my breasts and spreading the oil-like substance over my nipples and giving each nipple a rolling squeeze.

The hands were bigger, the fingers on the thicker side and I leaned into them, gasping as whoever it was continued to play with my nipples. Each pinch and tug sent a lightning bolt of pleasure ripples down to my clit and I fought to keep my legsopen instead of closing them to try and get some friction to the aching bud.

Then, all too soon, the hands were gone.

“Well?” Edison asked, his voice suddenly on the other side of my head. I hadn’t even realized he’d moved. “Who do you think that was?”

I thought about it, imagining what their hands looked like. I’d watched Edison fiddle enough with his rings and had felt his fingers slide deep inside me enough to know.

“Edison, that was you.”

There was a pause before lips found mine, our tongues sliding together as the hand on my breasts came up to cup my face.

“I take it I was correct?” I asked with a grin as soon as he pulled away.

“Yes, good girl.” I could hear the smile in Edison’s voice as warmth filled me at his praise.

“I think I’m going to be too good at this game,” I bragged, reaching out to find the man’s face to pull it to mine again only to find that it wasn’t Edison’s face that I was grabbing now, but Rhodes, his mustache tickling me as he willingly let me kiss him.

“That was just the practice round, my darling,” Edison whispered as Rhodes gave my bottom lip a teasing nip, showing me that the alpha wasn’t always all sweet when it came to his kisses. “I never told you how many hands were going to be on you at once.”

Then, without warning, four hands descended upon my body and I arched my back as one slid south towards my aching clit.

“So as we touch you, I want you to tell me exactly whose hand is going where.”

Oh, god,I thought as the first hand finally reached its mark.What have I gotten myself into?

Twenty Seven

Icould hardly fucking believe my eyes as I watched Perrie arch under my touch, her glossy lips opening in a gasp as the tip of my finger finally reached the swollen bundle of nerves in between her legs.

Her normally pale skin was flushed completely pink and it shone under the dim light of the room thanks to the lubricant that Edison and I had drizzled all over her body.

My other hand was busily sliding along the edge of her collarbone, continuing to spread the shiny liquid as Perrie let out a breathy moan that shot straight to my achingly hard cock.

This was pure torture for all parties involved, and yet I couldn’t find it in myself to urge Edison to end his little game early. It was far too good.

The other alpha in question was busily cupping Perrie’s chin in one hand while his other hand slid down in between the cheeks of her ass, resting at the tight rosette of her ass.

I wasn’t sure if he’d ever gone that far with her before, but judging by the slight jump she gave, I was sure she hadn’t been touched there much.

Edison’s gold eyes met mine over her head and he nodded for me to ask. “Okay, love,” I whispered, the affectionate name rolling far too easily off of my tongue. “Who is touching you where?”

Perrie’s lips pulled down into a frown that I wanted to kiss off of her, but I was sure that Edison wouldn’t be pleased with me getting in the way of his fun.

Instead, I slid my finger deeper in between her slick folds and pressed my fingertip into the tight entrance of her pussy, making her hips buck.

“Um,” Perrie began, her words strangled as she let her head fall back, her red hair swinging behind her back like waves of fire. “Edison is touching my chin.”

Edison grinned, releasing her chin and rewarding her with another kiss that was so hot that it nearly made me slip a second finger inside alongside the first one in Perrie’s pussy.

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