Page 317 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

I yank the blanket away, tossing it aside. She’s completely nude as she grinds her pussy against my skin and sucks me deep.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I growl, brushing my fingers over her cheek. There’s something about the way her tits bounce against my thigh as she flicks and sucks that makes me very sure I’m on the verge of embarrassing myself. I groan, wishing my armswere as long as Oliver’s. I bet he could reach her slick little cunt from here. I have to settle for teasing my thumb over the tight bud of her nipple.

Mel whimpers, taking more of me on each bob of her head. It’s a battle fighting the urge to toss her down and bury my face in her slick sex, but I’d also really like to palm the belly while she rides me.

Mel does the thing that drives me fucking insane. She lets my tip bounce against the back of her throat a few times, and then when I’m least prepared for it, she swallows around the crown.

The clench is too much, which the dirty little vixen knows.

“I can’t last when you do that. Come on up here, baby.” I pull her arms and she pops off my shaft, grinning playfully.

She climbs up until her wet pussy brushes the bottom of my dick. My hands tease her ass, pulling her apart and ensuring I’m lined up perfectly between her slippery lower lips.

“Max,” she whines. I love it when she calls me by my first name. She has to reach around the swell of her stomach to tease her clit and it makes me feel rabid. The sight of her big and pregnant coaxes some primal part of my biology. As soon as she has that baby, I’m going to fuck her full of another, over and over again.

“You are obsessed,” she moans. She’s obviously picking up my thoughts in the bond. She tilts her hips. It drags my tip from her clit down to her hole.

“Yeah, I am,” I growl, thrusting up into her. Her arousal fills the air as she stretches over my length.

She enjoys knowing how on edge I am. And I don’t mind a bit.

Every time she rises and falls she takes more. She’s so damn slick. It’s clear she got herself worked up while she was tasting my cock. I use my handfuls of her ass to help leverage her up anddown. It doesn’t take much time before she’s taking my cock like she was made for it.

“You’re so hard.” She scratches at my chest as she bounces.

I snake a hand up, grabbing her hair at the base of her skull and give it a little tug. She switches to deep grinding movements that I almost prefer to the bouncing. I move a hand between us and palm the belly as Mel teases her clit.

I sit up until my chest brushes hers and bring her mouth to mine using my hold in her hair. Mel’s tongue slides into my mouth hungrily, and I get a strong hit of her pleasure through the bond. She’s close and it makes my cock swell even larger.

“I want your knot,” she begs, biting my pec.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Please, Max.”

I hold her to my chest, rolling us carefully to keep weight off her stomach. Every inch of my length slides out during the transition except for the tip. The way her hips shimmy as she gets comfortable ends up feeling like she’s giving me a hand job with her cunt. I think her body is trying to decide if my crown is a knot.

Omega biology is fucking wild.

Wrapping my fingers around her wrist, I yank her hands up, pinning them above her head. “Keep these here for me.”

“Okay, but slam inside me. Please? I need your knot,” she says, fluttering her lashes.

“Such a naughty little omega begging for your alpha’s knot.” It’s tough ensuring I don’t press on her stomach like this, but I’ve learned if I plant most of my weight on my forearm and knees then suck in like I’m doing a crunch, I can stay pretty close to her without pushing on the baby.

My free hand slides up her neck, giving her a teasing squeeze before stopping on her jaw. My thumb flicks over her swollenlower lip as I slap my hips into hers. Her feet dig into my thighs as my knot lodges just inside her opening.

I growl.

Mel floods the air with her pheromones, and they’re so thick I shake my head.

Now is not the time to let biology take over.Falling into rut right now would be dangerous. I blow out a breath as her cunt locks down on my knot.

I run my fingers over her stretched tight skin. Her stomach isn’t soft anymore, and it’s enough of a reminder that I can’t allow myself to get lost to the fog.

“Rut,” Mel begs, pounding her feet against my ass. “Alpha, please.”

“I’ve got you, sweet girl.”