Page 74 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

"I know you're up to something, lass." He laughs.

"Never." I lie my ass off.

Archie pulls me into his arms for a tender kiss that has me grinding against him. My heat isn't completely over, but the nest feels stifling if I stay in it for too long.

Archie brushes his cheek against mine, and I'm so wrapped up in studying his handsome face that I miss him twisting the snowball out of my gloved hand. He steps back and tosses it at my chest.

"Dirty little fibber," Archie says with a laugh.

I shrug.

He's right.

I spin around just in time to catch Connor barreling toward me. He lifts me up, wrapping me around his strong form and falls to his knees in the deep snow.

"Wanna make a sexy snow angel with me?" he asks, kissing my cheek.

My chest heaves as he hovers over me. "Yes."

Connor's face morphs into pure molten sexual desire as he pins me to the ground in the snow. He kisses the hell out of me. "I have something special I think you might enjoy. Can we do it this evening?" He really is terrible about walking into the double entendre.

"I guess," I say, faking a sigh.

Connor flicks his tongue against mine. We share a filthy kiss that sends another wave of heat pulsing through my confused as hell system.

The guys all stand in a circle around me. We're in the living room. It's not late, but with it being winter it's completely dark outside. My chest heaves as I study their faces.

"You want to chase me?" I ask. My hands are clasped in front of me to hide how bad they're shaking.

"Yes," Tom growls.

"Andwhenwe catch you," Luke says. That sexy smirk of his crosses his face. "We get to have our wicked way with you."

"If," I volley with a confidence I don't feel.

"Feel free to fight us," Archie murmurs, adjusting his cock in his sweatpants. It's clear the idea arouses him.

"No using the bond to cheat," I grumble.

"If you can make it to the nest, you're safe," Tom says, pulling me into his chest.

"But where's the fun in that?" Connor asks, laughing.

"I'm totally adding this to my Christmas list," I whisper, leaning up to kiss Tom's cheek.

"Take off your socks," Tom says, nuzzling his cheek against mine. "I'm not risking you slipping on the wood floor."

"Good idea," I agree, stretching down and pulling them off.

Archie's whiskey scent wraps around me as he grabs my shoulder, spinning me to face him. He palms my head and shoves his tongue into my mouth. His other hand cups my breast and flicks his fingers over my nipple. The fabric of my pajama dress sliding over my tits makes my pussyache.

I pull back with a gasp, shoving at Archie's chest. "You cheater. Now you'll be able to smell me a mile away."

"Your perfume is so thick, we couldn't miss it if we tried," Luke says with a laugh. He shoulder-checks Archie out of the way and pulls me flush with his front. He grinds his hard cock against my belly as he kisses me senseless. His fingers tease my pussy over the dress, and I whimper.

The bond between Luke and I is fragile—it's not as strong as my link to the others—but I fully intend to bite him again and see if it helps. If not, Archie said he'd be willing to bite Luke to give us a stronger link. Which is sweet, but I hope it won't be necessary.

"I'm gonna fuck your tight little body until you scream," Luke whispers against the shell of my ear. "We're gonna take turns with you. Pass you around, make you our dirty little fuck toy, use you until you pass out from all the pleasure."