Page 52 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

Archie and Tom are in the living room waiting when we make it down the hallway.

"You look beautiful," Archie says, standing and coming to give me a quick kiss. His hands slide up under my dress, and he flashes Tom a nice view of my ass.

I turn to say hello to Tom. He's leaning forward in his chair like he had to hold himself back from pouncing.

"Hi," I say, giving a little wave. Tom growls, wrapping a large forearm around me and pulling me into his lap. He faces me toward the room, and I look up at him a little confused.

"I want to hold you while you open your gifts," Tom says, shrugging a giant shoulder.

I pat his arm and snuggle back into his chest. It's a little pathetic how desperate I am to be held and touched.

"Mine first," Archie says, handing me a small wrapped gift. It's very heavy for its size. "We don't want to overwhelm you, so we decided we'd give you one each tonight."

"You really didn't have to get me anything," I say, staring into Archie's eyes.

Tom grunts, squeezing me with the arm around my middle.

I rip into the wrapping paper and carefully open the box.

"Ohmigosh," I whisper, pulling out the book on top. "Lucky Charms: Scottish Courting Traditions. Archie, this isincredible." My fingers skate over the gold-embossed lettering. I flip it open and glance through the pages.

"That's not all there is," Archie says, kissing my cheek. He gently takes the book and nods to the box. I reach inside pulling out the next book. It's even older.

"The Origin of Packs in Scotland?" I shriek. It was a banned book for a lot of years, and I freak out a little bit realizing I'm holding an original copy. "Ohmigod, thank you!" I toss myself at him.

"I'd say she likes it," Connor says, laughing.

"I love it!" I assure them, but then my mind catches up to reality. "This is too much." I'm unsure about the first book, but the second? I know that book cost more than I'd expect a whole pack to spend on the entire courting process.

"No," Archie says, brushing his fingers over my cheek. "None of that, lass. I can afford it. I assure you."

"Still," I whisper. My face heats, and I shake my head. "You're right. That's not the proper way to accept a gift. I'm sorry if I?—"

My words cut off as Archie shoves his tongue into my mouth. It's a dirty kiss that has me grinding on Tom's already-hard cock. I whimper as Archie pulls back.

"I'm glad you like it," he says, pecking a final kiss on my lips.

"You can go next," Connor says to Tom. He hands him a large coat box in sparkly, baby pink paper. It has a huge silver ribbon. Tom places it in my lap, and I grin over my shoulder at him.

"Thank you," I say, leaning up to kiss his cheek. His beard is scratchy against my skin.

"I didn't wrap it," Tom admits. I laugh, shaking my head. With those giant hands of his? I'm not shocked.

I carefully unwrap the ribbon, and Connor takes it from me. The paper is thick and heavy as I rip into it. I lift the lid of the coat box off and squeal. There's a long-sleeve t-shirt pajama dress with Santa and all the reindeer in a cartoonish pattern.Underneath that is a fluffy pink robe and matching knee-length socks. There's also a pair of slippers that match the pajama dress.

"Okay, so I love this," I whisper, running my fingers over each piece to test how soft the material is. "It's perfect."

"Good," Tom agrees. Archie takes the box, and I spin around to face Tom. His giant hands are scratchy on my thighs as he helps me position myself.

"Thank you." I grin, kissing the edge of his mouth.

"I like it when you smile at me like that," Tom rumbles in his deep, gravelly tone.

I brush my cheek against his, and he grips my ass in his strong hands. It makes me shiver in response.

"I think I'll give you my gift after we visit the hot cocoa bar," Connor says, clearing his throat.

"Okay," I agree. "Luke told you guys how excited I was about that, huh?"