Page 96 of Glass Omega

“Good girl,” Edison purred and we both watched as she shuddered with pleasure at the praise, her insides giving my finger a rough squeeze. “Now to the next one.”

“Rhodes, your hand is on my collarbone.”

Excitement filled me as I lifted my fingers from her chest to her face, cupping it so that I could lean down for a kiss of my own.

Perrie eagerly met me halfway, her lips already seeking mine as she took her reward.

Once we were done, she didn’t need to be urged on further to continue the game. “Edison, you’re playing with my butt again,aren’t you? Only you would go right for it after your promise last week.”

Edison’s expression was practically feral as he kissed her, not moving his fingers away from her ass and instead slipping the tip of his pointer finger inside of the tight rosette and causing the omega in between us to make a surprised gurgling noise as she adjusted to the sudden invasion.

“I did promise you that you’d love it, right? I’ve got some toys ordered to eventually get this pretty ass of yours all ready for us, but you’ll have to make do with my finger tonight.”

“It burns,” Perrie mumbled, but I watched as she pressed back into his fingers more, as if to seek out the sensation even more.

“It won’t always,” I found myself promising as I slid my thumb along her clit to distract her from the discomfort.

“He’s right, pet, and he ought to know,” Edison said, shooting me a cheeky wink that sent a shiver of need down my spine. “Even if he’s giving the last answer of our little hand game away.”

Perrie’s hands fumbled for mine as she pressed it more firmly in between her legs.

“I already knew it was his hand here,” she admitted with a little moan. “Rhodes has longer fingers than you, Edison.”

Edison didn’t seem to mind her words, his lips trailing along the curve of her neck. “Really? I always wondered about that when he was able to wrap a hand easily around both of our cocks at once.”

With his free hand, Edison reached around Perrie and lifted one of her hands in his, turning it over so he could look at her palm. “I bet you’d need both of yours to do that to us.”

I shuddered at the visual of Perrie wrapping both of her finely manicured hands around our lengths and squeezing them together.

Perrie must have also had a similar vein of thought because her insides twisted around my fingers like a vise grip.

“I can feel your ass squeezing on me, pet, do you like that idea?”

Perrie nodded unabashedly, her chin tilting up as she used her other hand to try and remove the blindfold. “I want to see you both.”

Edison nodded to me and I grabbed her hand, pulling it down and away from the fabric over her eyes.

“Soon,” he promised her, looking at the hand I was holding before glancing down at my deeply flushed cock that was straining against my stomach. “But first, I want you to help Rhodes out.”

“What do you mean?” Perrie asked, clearly confused.

With a shaky breath, I brought Perrie’s hand to my length and wrapped her fingers around it.

She knew what it was almost immediately and she gave it a little pump. “Is this…?”

“Rhodes cock, darling? You bet your sweet ass it is.” Edison’s eyes were locked on to where her thumb was sliding along the underside. His gaze was so intense that I nearly came just from the light touch Perrie was giving me. “He likes it when you touch the head, Perrie.”

Edison gently brought the hand he was holding to join her other one, gently guiding it around my length and down to where my knot was already starting to swell at the base.

“This is his knot which I’m afraid you won’t get to feel until I put a baby in that belly of yours after your heat. Then, once that’s done, his knot is yours to play with whenever you like.”

Edison loved being in control both in his professional and personal lives and now that he had two of us to boss around in the bedroom, Edison seemed to be floating on air as he whispered the words in Perrie’s ear.

One glance down told me that he was just as hard as I was, his own cock already weeping into the duvet as he continued to help Perrie jerk me off.

“Does he like it?” Perrie asked, her voice breathy as she turned her face in the direction of Edison’s voice. “I wish I could see it.”

“Not yet,” Edison reminded her softly. “I want you to hear him come first before I let you see it. See, Rhodes is really good at schooling that handsome face of his, but he’s never been much good at controlling his noises.”

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