Page 28 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

"Thanks, Archie," she mumbles. My God, I want her like I've never wanted a woman. Hearing her call me 'Archie' makes me yearn for her. Her soft hand lands on my chest, rubbing tender circles, and I focus on breathing through my mouth. She's entirely too potent for me to breathe in her scent right now.

"How do you feel about kids?" Evie asks, sleepily as she buries her face in my throat.

My cockthrobs."I quite like the idea of a yard full of them."

"Really?" she asks, pulling back and squinting at my face.

"Yes," I assure her, running a hand over the back of her head.

"Me too," she mumbles, snuggling closer.

Murphy comes back in. He sets down the water and Everly's glasses before stripping down to his boxer briefs. He climbs into bed, and Everly rolls over to face him.

"Sit up," Murphy instructs, holding out the bottle of water. Everly grumbles, but she listens. "That's a good girl."

Evie shivers, and stretches back to get comfortable. Her ass perfectly cups my cock as she faces Murphy.

"'Night, Archie," she says, wiggling back into me. My hand lands on her hip to settle her movements. I'm already half-hard from her pheromones and the talk of children.

"Good-night, lovely," I murmur against the shell of her ear.

Murphy flips off the light and stretches out.

"'Night, Tom," she mumbles, fluffing her pillow. Murphy scoots close and kisses her forehead. His eyes meet mine over her shoulder.

Everly Chastain doesn't realize it yet, but she's found her pack.

Chapter Eleven

Everly

Alow, pounding ache in my skull makes moving uncomfortable or it could be the heavy arm thrown over my body. I really should've visited the bathroom before bed. I gently wiggle down the mattress. Tom's huge arm tries to clamp down tighter, but I finally manage to wriggle out of his hold.

I slide down and out the bottom of the blanket. I make a break for the open bedroom door. I'm a few steps down the hallway when I realize I have no idea which one is the restroom. I know there's one off the living room, but their suite is so much larger than the room I was given.

I'm considering the merits of trying random doors versus running to the bathroom by the kitchen when the door behind me opens. Spinning around, my jaw drops. Steam pours out around Connor's strong frame. He's wrapped only in a towel, and I can't seem to look away. He's close enough that I can actually make out the curves of his muscles. And there are a lot of them.

"Everly," Connor says. "You look different without your glasses." His words might sound insulting if he wasn't staring at me with undisguised interest.

"Can I use that restroom?" I blurt out, and my hands fly to my face.

"Of course," he says, stepping to the side, but I step in that direction at the same time. We do that several more times before Connor gives up. He holds my shoulders in place and steps around me. "I had no idea you slept over."

"Murphy was comfortable," I mumble like that should explain everything. I walk past him and into the steamy bathroom. "There was no…other stuff.Just sleep."

Connor gives a nod. His strong hand wraps around the knot of his towel.Don't think about knots. Use the restroom and escape before anyone else wakes up.

I panic at the thought and close the door in Connor's face like a total weirdo.

I use the bathroom and successfully locate my glasses before slipping back out into the living room. I'm in the process of hunting around in the pre-dawn light for my shoes, when warm hands wrap around my hips.

"They're by the front door," Connor murmurs. I pop up, and my head bumps his strong chest. "You found your glasses. Are you trying to escape us?"

"I-I," I stammer. Connor uses his grip on my hips to spin me around.

"I know we kept you busy yesterday," Connor says softly. "And I meant what I said. I'd very much like it if you'd consider us as an option, but I don't want you to feel we're theonlychoice. You're lovely. Spending time getting to know you last night was the high point of several long months." He studies my face. "However, considering your past experiences, I'd like it ifyou spent the day meeting some of the other packs. That way you won't have any regrets or feel like you've been forced to settle."

"I'm really not sure that's necessary." I frown. He thinks being with them would be settlingfor me?