Edmund slid his wet fingers into Lucien's mouth, and the omega licked them submissively, too dazed with pleasure to realize he was tasting his own release until his fingers were clean.
His body was still trembling and sensitive when the alpha lifted him effortlessly.
Edmund carried him toward the Twinster, proudly showing off his jewel's post-climax beauty with a smug smile.
"What a shame that all you can do is look at my beautiful omega without touching him. A perfect punishment for bastards like the two of you."
Silas scoffed beneath him. "We only entertained Lucien. What's wrong with that?"
Adrian rolled his eyes. "Exactly. He wanted it too, so don't blame us."
Even so, neither of them could stop staring at Lucien. His entrance was drooling nectar that dripped onto the floor, and his cock was still hard, already ready for more.
Edmund leaned close, his grin turning wicked. "But don't worry. You can still feel him. It will just be hell for both of you."
