Page 93 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus

I got her the biggest big gulp cup I could find. It even has a bendy straw. I was trying to be supportive, but from a small distance.

I'm an asshole. I suck at sticking around while she's nursing. It wasn't bad at first, but since she got the all-clear from her doctor? I'm worse than a horny teenager. My dick has no chill.

Fine, I'm an okay-ish husband. But Luke's on thin ice. I may have to kill him yet if he keeps one-upping me. I growl at my asshole packmate.

"Shh," Evie hisses, plucking Peyton off her breast. Pey's tiny mouth is open, and she's conked out. She's milk drunk. There's even a little puddle of it in the corner of her mouth. She's absolutely precious.

Luke scoops the baby out of Evie's arms and heads off. When he's almost out the door he turns back around and nods at Evie. He gives me a thumbs up, and I roll my eyes.

All three of my packmates have dipped back in with our omega.

But… she had about a million stitches after giving birth. I can wait a little longer.

Evie grins mischievously, and I shake my head no. This is a terrible idea.

"No," I say, tossing up my palms like that might stop her.

"Hey, handsome," she says, shooting me an inviting look. "You haven't even gotten a chance to play with my boobs since I got the breastfeeding upgrade."

I swallow thickly as she pulls her pajama dress off over her head. Her tits are huge and full, and so goddamn perfect that I groan.

She stretches her hand back, unhooking her bra. "And I just got done nursing so we don't have to worry about any leakage."

I quirk an eyebrow as my cock throbs painfully.I'm absolutely going to suck on her tits. The thought of her leaking turns me the fuck on.

Maybe it's weird, I don't know. All I know is that it's true. I'm okay with the fact I'm a weirdo.

Everythingabout my wife turns me on.

Evie drops to her knees in front of me. I slide a hand down, palming her firm tit, and my cock leaks. Evie opens my belt and makes quick work of the button and zipper. My cock is desperately trying to escape the hole in my boxer briefs. I push up, letting Evie slide my jeans down, and growl when her tongue licks over my balls.

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" I hiss as her tongue wraps around the crown. "Because I really fucking do."

Her warm breath fans over my shaft as she works me over with her hand, taking as much as she can into her mouth. The view is obscene. Those tear-drop-shaped tits of hers bounce as she really gets into it, and I growl.

"Yeah if you keep that up I'm about to come down your throat," I warn.

Evie laughs. She pops off my cock and stands, shimmying out of her panties.

"Actually, now that I think about it, that's a good idea. I don't want to fucking hurt you. But you can't swallow, because that's just weird…"

Evie snorts a laugh. "You won't hurt me," she says, pulling my jeans and boxers the rest of the way off. "That's why I'm going to be in charge."

She climbs into my lap. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she kisses me. Her naughty little tongue flicks against mine, and I groan as my nostrils flare, catching the scent of her arousal. She pulls back, shoving her chest at me, and I palm both her tits. Shit, they're heavy. She's going to need more massages.

"Go slow," I tell her as she lines her slick little cunt up with the head of my cock. "I'm serious, so much as a twinge of pain, and we put a stop to this."

"I love you, Tom," she says, dropping down.

Her warm, wet walls stretch around my cock. I freeze, studying her face. My hands grip her hips, tenderly lifting her.

"No pain?" I ask, a hint of hope in my voice.

"Nope," she says, shoving her tits toward my mouth. "I let Archie and Luke take turns just to be sure."

I snort a laugh. Our little omega has definitely gotten more brazen now that she's comfortable with us. My tongue flicks out, teasing over her nipple.

Evie wiggles her way back down my thick shaft, and I'm really grateful I have something else to focus on or I'd probably have embarrassed myself by now.