Page 96 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

Kendrick and Haru shared a look, my wolf huffing and nudging Seth away.

Are you afraid to touch her?

Kendrick’s gaze snapped to me.I don’t know.

Well, figure it out. This isn’t the time for pussyfooting. You already had her. Why is this different?

That was for fun. Now if I fuck up, she gets hurt.

Then don’t fuck up.

He let out a sharp but quiet laugh.You make it sound so easy.

There are six of us to take care of her. It’s a team effort. You’d have to commit a pretty colossal fuckup to override the rest of us.

“Haru, my love.” I tapped their shoulder. “Let Kendrick go first. You can knot Logan at the end of each cycle.”

My wolf pulled away, leaving our omega unsatisfied, her hips already bucking, seeking out the contact I had just denied her.

“Get a move on, stag,” I ordered.

He slipped between her thighs, his moment of reverence at being there interrupted by her impatient whine. I helped them both along with my tongue at Logan’s breast, lips wrapped around her pink peak.

She writhed between Kendrick and me. Seth bit him on the ass and Kendrick’s hips rocketed forward, giving Logan exactly what she craved.

Just like that, I coached.Fuck her hard and fast.

He tipped forward, bracing his hands on each side of her head to give himself leverage, driving his hips to hers. Strange as it was to be this close to a lover I shared with Kendrick, I didn’t mind as much as I expected to. I tried not to think too much on the sensation in my own cunt each time he thrust into her.

The heat made everything so much more potent. Before, it was just a cursory pleasure, the freshest days of the bond letting me experience an almost phantom touch, but this was far more intense. Not to mention, the pheromones she was giving off made my head floaty and my body hot. Just being around her primed us to give her everything she needed.

Logan shuddered, digging her nails into Kendrick, the next wave of pleasure washing her away. I closed my eyes against the flare of light from the marks containing her magic. Gods help us all if those failed. We’d probably burn down the whole place.

Shivering and panting next to her, I clung to my mate as Haru took over. Logan welcomed him like all the others, with thighs spread and begging woven into every breath.

“Good girl, precious.” I teased my nose along her jawline, pressing reverent kisses along the length of her throat. “Let’s get you on that knot.”

I reached down the bond to her, and though I couldn’t pull her out of the heat, I could offer an intentional connection. It was little more than a floatie on the open ocean, but I knew if I were her, I would want it anyway.

Every fiber in her soul latched onto it, and Haru reached out to me so she didn’t drag me right under along with her. The heat wanted to swallow her whole and it was our job to make sure that didn’t happen.

It was still far too early for us to make any positive headway in breaking her heat, but we had to try, because the alternative if we didn’t was her suffering. I didn’t want her to be in pain. Above and beyond that Seth, Haru, and I would also feel it.

Her desperation clawed at me. I was already sweating just being close to her, the warmth from her power radiating. We should’ve thought of some way to cool the space for her.

Logan’s scream when Haru’s knot swelled inside her prompted us into action. Velda and I each took one half of her, lips wrapped around her nipples, and I slipped my fingers between her thighs. My omega twitched against my touch. She tried to rock her hips, but her success was limited with Haru pinning her down. I felt every brush of my fingers on her clit, pleasure skittering through the bond, my entire focus on pushing her over the edge as many times as possible.

She was so fucking beautiful. A blush suffused every inch of her skin and her hair was sprawled out like a mahogany halo. Her eyes glowed like the symbols down her body, and every delicious sound told me I was providing for her.

Each orgasm was like a single thread forming. We hadn’t given her enough to pull her free yet, but in time we would, and they would weave together, some stronger and some weaker, different types delivered by each of her lovers. I imagined the threads to be a rainbow of hues, one shade for each of us, carefully braiding themselves among the others until they were thick enough she could use it to climb out of the abyss.

The ache in my teeth, the urge to sink them into her, to claim her, didn’t make any sense. I alreadyhadher. It took me a moment to collect my thoughts before I realized it was because of Haru. They stared down at our omega like she was a morsel ready to be consumed. The same urge rose up in her and she snapped forward, away from Velda and me before I could stop her. Her teeth latched onto Haru, and he bit her in return, their connection surging through me until I could hardly breathe.

Caden pulled me back against his chest, holding me tightly. “Just breathe. I’ve got you. In and out.”

He planted his palm above my breasts, exaggerating his own breathing behind me, and I used it as a guide, an anchor. The bond was bright and vibrant, awash with light, overwhelming in its beauty.

How much of that had they chosen and how much was driven by instinct?

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