Page 41 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

You okay with that?

Yes.Her grip on me tightened.It’s a little different on my side of things since I’m bonded to Yelena. The two of them aren’t going anywhere no matter what happens between them. I can definitely see how it could be an uncomfortable adjustment, though.

Pack formation was always a little odd unless most of them came as an established thing an omega could slide right into. Logan was building hers, so naturally there would be some friction as everyone figured out where they stood with everyone else. I was happy with Logan and Haru. I didn’t envy Logan having to balance so many relationships.

Do you mind how close Haru and I are?

Not at all.She glanced over at me, joy sparkling in her gaze.I love that you have someone here to support you. I know I haven’t been a very good mate with everything going on.

I can sacrifice a little attention for the fate of the nest. Now that your magic is unbound, if we survive everything, you’ll live as long as us, so we’ll have plenty of time to spend together.

Her mood dropped.

Stupid. That was the wrong thing to say.

I pulled her into an alcove, tucking her out of sight before claiming her mouth.We’re both learning how to be mates. I love you so fucking much and I’m still getting used to the fact that you’re mine.

Logan melted. Her fingers laced into my hair, her mouth ravenous against mine, sparks dancing beneath my hands.This is the only thing I know how to do right.

You do have a very particular skill of being the most delicious thing in every room.

She giggled against my lips and boosted herself onto her toes, wrapping both arms around my neck.I don’t know that I can take that award when you’re right here.

I dipped down to her throat and gently closed my fingers over her mouth when her first moan escaped. Her power erupted, ghosting over me in heated tendrils.

That was one of my favorite things about playing with Logan. I didn’t even have to get down and dirty to get her squirming. Sometimes just looking at her the right way did the job, but it was infinitely more fun to get my hands and mouth on her whenever I could. Her muffled whimper did wicked things to my body. It was unfortunate this alcove wasn’t completely private; otherwise I could’ve taken advantage and fucked my perfect mate up against the wall.

She planted her palm over the amulet hanging from my chest, the metal quickly warming against my skin.

How am I supposed to maintain control when every inch of you tastes like dessert?Maybe that was more of her omega nature coming through? I had caught snippets of the discussions about Logan potentially having a heat while we were stuck here. Was the sweetening of her skin a sign of that coming in?

Speculation wasn’t particularly helpful when I didn’t know a damn thing about the process.

I reached out to Yelena.Do we know anything about the signs of an omega heat?

Margaret left me a book on it, but I haven’t had a chance to read. You’re welcome to flip through.

Okay. Thanks.I pulled away to look at Logan, taking in the flush of her cheeks and the dilation of her pupils. “Why don’t we go upstairs?”

“Nest?”

“Sure thing.”

Reading would have to wait. We slipped away into the elevators, heading straight down to the basement and into Logan’s nest. We tumbled down, my mate wrestling out of her shirt before tugging at mine.

I fell right back into her kiss. This time when I worked down her body, we had no need to keep quiet. I could get high on her whimpers. Stripping her down quickly, I spread her thighs and bent to feast. Logan curled her fingers over a few of the many gemstones that had been scattered around the edge of the nest to absorb her excess power.

She panted my name as I sucked her clit and thrust my fingers into her. Logan arched up with a groan.

You are so fucking beautiful.

My girl wasn’t coherent enough to respond, instead tumbling over the edge with a rush of heat, all the little hairs on my body rising as if lightning was about to strike. One of the stones inher hands shattered. Sharp bits of it grazed over my skin and I hissed, flinching back.

Logan moaned, body still twitching in the last dregs of pleasure before beginning to settle now that I wasn’t touching her anymore. “Shit. I’m sorry.”

I helped her sit up, plucking amethyst shards from her hand.

“That’s never happened before.”

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