Page 278 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

“You know you’ve got support now, right? That no matter what you don’t have to do it alone.”

“I believe you.” I can literally feel his emotions toward me. It’s a mind-blowing feeling. I might burst into tears at any second.

All omegas are sensitive to the emotions of others, but I’ve never been able to pick out each feeling so easily before.

My hand trails over the few fine hairs on his chest and eventually down his slender stomach.

Oliver grips my hand. “I’ve never been as aroused all the time as I have since meeting you. Go any lower and I’ll definitely need to fuck you again before we sleep.”

I chuckle. “I don’t hate that idea, but I also loved the feeling of just snuggling with you inside me.”

“You need rest,” he says, brushing his nose against mine. “If I slide back inside you now, I don't think I can keep it sweet. But I was wondering how you feel about giving me permission to fuck you sometime...” He licks his lips. “Like maybe if I woke you up with my cock already inside you?”

I study his face and try to hold back the smile. He looks so damn hopeful that I nod my agreement. Oliver is kinkier than I expected. I freaking love it. “I’m a really light sleeper usually, though. So don’t be disappointed if you wake me up while you’re trying.”

“I do love a challenge,” he says, rolling me back to face Carver. “Get some rest. From what I read, we’ll likely be able to hear the baby’s heartbeat tomorrow.”

He wraps his arm around me, pulling me back into his chest. I don’t fight it. I give into the moment of pure contentment and try not to let my brain think about all the what ifs.

Slightly calloused fingers scratch over my nipple as I blink awake. I’m not sure where I am or what’s happening. My hips slide back as Oliver growls into my hair. I’m lying on my side and he’s behind me. His hard cock is already inside me, and it pulses as I wiggle my hips back.

Oliver’s lightly citrus and vetiver scent is heavy in the air. I can smell my own arousal and my pheromones thump in response to Oli’s fresh scent.

“You are slick, aren’t you, Mel? Is that all for me?” Oliver asks, nuzzling his chin to the top of my head. He’s extremely tall. I can only imagine how much maneuvering this position took for him to be able to get inside me.

“Yes.” My head rolls around his chest as I remember Carver is in the bed with us. Last night was incredible. They rocked my world in the best way possible. I never imagined how intense sex could be with multiple partners.

“Tilt a little.” Oliver directs my hips back and cups my lower stomach. “Fuck, I can’t get over how hot that is.” He pulls outand works his length back inside me. “You’re not even taking all my cock, and I’m bumping the bottom.”

I moan. He feelsunreal, like I’m stretched to capacity around him.

“Shh, I want to keep you all to myself,” he whispers.

I nod my agreement, sliding my hand down my stomach over his hand to tease my clit. My skin feels hypersensitive, and I’m freaking obsessed with the way his fingers dig into my hip and lower belly as he slowly thrusts in and out.

“I bought six books by different authors last night after you fell asleep. I started one this morning. I don’t think it’s your voice.” He scrapes his teeth over my shoulder. “But I’m not going to lie, the sex is hot asfuck.”

My breath comes in rapid pants as he wraps his body tighter around mine. Spooning sex with Oliver is lazy and sensual, but super freaking intense.

“I’m going to read every author in your genre until I recognize the character names,” he says, nipping at my ear. He slides his forearm under my head and wraps his hand over my mouth. “That or I recognize your style. Then I’m going to read every book you’ve written.”

Okay, so Oliver’s dirty talk is not what I was expecting, but it still turns me the hell on.

I shiver as my fingers brush his cock. My clit pulses, and even though I’m barely awake, it’s clear he got my body on board before I was conscious. My inner walls clench at the thought. I tilt my head and wrap my arm back, teasing my fingers through his soft curls as his knot bumps my lower lips.

“The first time I knot you outside of a heat it’s going to be face-to-face,” he whispers. “It’s like you’re trying to drag it inside you.” He releases his hold on my mouth and bumps me up until his arm rests under my ribcage. He palms my tit with that hand and yanks my hips back into his pelvis with the other. “I can’twait to see your belly get big with the baby. Is that weird?” He pinches my nipple and I sob. “I want you to ride me with the pregnant belly.”

“Oliver,” I moan.

“It’s so hard not to sink my teeth into you,” he growls, snapping his hips into mine with more force.

The bed shakes and the next thing I know Carver’s sleepy face is grinning at me. “Damn, I like sharing a bed,” he says, scooting his nude body down until he’s at eye level with my tits. “Do you think one day you can take us both at the same time?” He buries his face in my tits before pulling them together and sucking on my nipples one by one.

“Harder,” I demand, shoving my ass back into Oliver’s pelvis. Their scents are flooding my system, and even though I know it’s not possible to have another heat already, I still feel hazy. “Bite me, please?”

“Aww, fuck,” Oliver hisses. “I will anytime.”

“Are you foggy?” Carver asks, sounding perplexed.