Page 103 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Fifteen

Nik

The power finally comes back on late in the afternoon, but the shit show is just beginning.

I’ve still got Kiernan Daniels on-site.

The Exchange regional director is all over the unsanctioned bonding that occurred while an omega and his pack were stuck in the elevator.

It’s not like I can control free will or impulses. Alphas and omegas do stupid shit sometimes, like bonding after only knowing each other two days. Kiernan continues to rant and stomp his way across Nathan’s office.

My brother is going to come back to a shit show.

Miller is with the omega getting a full statement. I’m not even pissed. Three alphas managed to have a successful orgy in the clear elevator while claiming their omega.

Normally, the implications that anyone could have come across them would be a real concern, but let’s be real.

We’re in the middle of a damn blizzard.

Should they have taken the stairs?

Absolutely.

Am I upset?

Not really, or I wasn’t until I somehow got blamed for this fiasco when all I want is to get back to Melody.

The alphas are happy.

The omega is fucking ecstatic.

Who cares if they didn’t have it in writing?

If it had happened outside the building, it wouldn’t be an issue.

“There’s a group of investors with extremely questionable morals, and they’re dead set on owning a franchise in The Exchange.

” Kiernan sighs, shaking his head. “Now we have to report this to the Omega Protection Authority. It’s the last thing we need, especially with Nathan on vacation halfway across the world. ”

“I’m in the same position you are.” I push myself out of my chair to indicate this meeting is officially adjourned.

“Controlling other people’s actions isn’t one of my gifts.

Let the OPA investigate. If they don’t like it then I’ll sell my half to Nathan.

What I’m not going to do is stand here any longer when my omega is in heat.

She’s had a shitty past filled with an alpha who didn’t meet her needs. I’ve already been gone for too long.”

“You took Melody Webber,” Kiernan says, scratching his jaw. “Or you took Melody Webber?”

“We gave her a slot.” I narrow my eyes. I know he’s going to love this next part. “She’s meant to be my omega. I’ve been gone for hours and Miller has too.”

“Well, damn.” The chubby man grins mischievously. “You know, I’ve met her before. She’s a very sweet girl. I’ll do what I can to mitigate with the OPA. It’s not like I can leave with the storm still rolling.”

“Thank you,” I mutter, swiping a hand over my face and heading for the door.

I’m surprised to hear the begging moans all the way from the hallway. I know Oliver can sleep through a cataclysmic event. I stumble a step as I push through the door.

Carver is entertaining our omega, and the sight sends an immediate pulse to my cock. She’s wearing more than she was the last time I saw her, but her bare ass is flaming red. She writhes, begging into the blanket as Carver lands several smacks to her upper thighs.

“I’ll be good. I promise,” Mel whimpers. “I’ll show you. I can behave.”

“Is that right?” Carver says, sliding two fingers down the seam of her sex.

“Yes,” she groans.

Carver catches my eyes and winks.

The fucker.

I can’t decide if I want to murder him or join in. I don’t view him as the enemy. I know he’s a friend and he’s only doing what was asked of him.

I’m honestly a bit taken aback that he’s still wearing his sweatpants. It doesn’t necessarily mean he hasn’t already fucked her, but it takes me only a fraction of a second longer to determine that I don’t care if he did.

She builds her pack. I can either choose to be a part of it or not.

“You’ve already come once or twice just from me bouncing my palm against your tight ass.” Carver wraps his arm around her stomach and his other hand in her hair. He pulls her up to face him and she kneels over him. “Do you need more, dirty girl?”

“Yes.” She lunges for his mouth. His fist in her hair tightens, but he gives her enough slack that their tongues clash in a filthy kiss.

“You’re dripping all over me,” Carver muses. “I’d rather feel your slippery little pussy grinding over my bare cock.”

“Okay,” Melody sobs, leaning her forehead against his shoulder.

Carver slides his hands up her sides, pulling the leotard looking thing off and tossing it aside. She pushes up on her knees and helps him yank his sweats down. He kicks them off, and I stop standing like a total voyeur to their private moment.

I don’t feel too bad considering he watched the three of us with Melody for days.

Melody is dripping all over his pelvis as his cock bumps her ass. Their mouths meet again.

I remove my shirt and pants, prowling closer.

“Are you going to do as I ask? Show me how you play with your pretty pussy?” Carver murmurs, nuzzling his cheek to hers.

“What? I thought you were going to . . .” she grumbles. “I want you inside me.”

“I don’t concede to your demands. Do I, little omega?” He rolls them until her back hits the mattress. She stares up into his eyes, but she slides a hand between them to rub her clit.

Carver chuckles, pulling back until he’s kneeling. He grips her hand and pulls her fingers to his mouth. My naughty little omega grabs his cock with her free hand and jerks the head against her clit.

Betas can’t growl, but Carver lets out something close to it. “Yeah, I’m gonna need a taste.” He scoots down, burying his face in her pussy.

Melody gasps.

My mouth waters, I know she tastes like nothing I’ve ever experienced, but it’s the way she trembles and clutches desperately at his shoulders like she can’t get enough that makes me wish I was in his place.

A low growl escapes. Damn. I didn’t even mean to, but I’m ready to join in.

“Hey,” she says, giving me a bright smile. “I missed you.”

My pulse races in time with the throb in my cock.

Women don’t look at me with that kind of soft affection. It’s dangerous for both of us how fucking sweet she is.

She stretches out a hand, grinning, and it makes my palms sweat. There’s a weird warm feeling in my chest that means I don’t care how sneaky or underhanded we have to play.

My pack is winning, and Melody is the prize.

“I missed you too,” I assure her. I crawl onto the cushion of the open nest.

“Thank fuck,” Carver groans. “I swear my cock is about to explode.”

“You could have gotten inside me at any point over the last several hours,” Melody complains.

“I’m not getting inside you now,” Carver says, licking his lips. “I’m hopefully going to finally jerk off all over your huge tits while Nik knots the fuck out of you.”

“Oh,” Melody says, glancing away.

“Switch places with me,” he says.

It takes a bit of work, but I end up between Mel’s spread thighs. She’s got her arms crossed over her chest and she’s pouting quite adorably.

“You’re too hot,” Carver says, leaning over the top half of her body. “Do I want to fuck you? Hell yes, but Nik’s here now, and you need to be knotted.”

“It’s fine, you can go back to watching,” she says, but her voice is lined in hurt.

Carver chuckles. “Such a grumbly little omega. Hey, Mel, will you go out on a date with me once your heat is over?”

“What?”

“I asked you out on a date. Apparently I’m growing old-fashioned in my old age, and I don’t want to stick my cock inside you until I have the chance to get to know you,” Carver says.

Melody nods and they kiss.

I frown. I wanted that chance too, but plans and intentions go out the window when an omega goes into heat.

“Fuck her nice and deep for me,” Carver says, stretching out on his side next to her.

“You ready for me, gorgeous?”

“Please?” Melody begs.

I crawl over her, wrapping my hand around her head.

I stare at her beautiful face as I shove my tongue in her mouth.

I don’t usually keep my eyes open during a kiss, but she’s so fucking pretty that I need to see every expression she makes.

Her hands twine around my neck as she runs her fingers through my hair.

My cock notches at her opening and I thrust with no further warning. Her eyes pop open as she gasps. Her pupils are huge round saucers.

Goddamn, her slick heat feels like heaven.

I’m already in deep shit because my chest feels warm and tight as our eyes meet.

“He teased me too much,” she whispers. “Knot me, please, Nik?”

“Anything for you.” I pull back and slam my knot inside her then bring her thighs over mine, so Carver has access to her too.

He spent the last several hours meeting her needs.

I’m not generally self-aware enough to recognize my faults, but it would be uncharacteristically awful of me to keep her from him now.

I barely pull my eyes from Melody’s beautiful face, but I manage it.

Barely, but it counts.

I nod from Carver to Melody.

“Fuck.” He shakes his head, leaning close and sucking her nipple as he jerks his cock. “I guess I’m joining the fuck-fest.”

“Rut,” Melody begs, catching my attention.

“I’ve got you.” I wink. Her pheromones flood the air, and that’s the last coherent thought I have for a while.

I wake up slowly.

It’s one of those sleeps where I slept so damn good I have no idea who I am or even what year it is.

There’s a very soft nude female form wrapped around mine.

I glance around for Miller and Carver. They were both in the open nest with us when I fell asleep.

I vaguely remember Miller crawling in and joining us, but they’re both gone now.

Melody grunts, snuggling closer to my chest, and a full-face grin takes over. Her hair is wild and sticks up everywhere. I wiggle my chin against the top of her head, trying to get her hair to stop tickling my mouth.

My hand flexes on her ass, and I pull her over on top of me. She’s much cooler this morning, and her scent isn’t nearly as thick.

“Hey,” she mumbles sleepily.

“How are you feeling?” I run my hand over the back of her head.

“Like I need a shower and a big breakfast,” she says, shaking her head. Her cheeks are pink and she looks embarrassed by her admission.

I squeeze her ass while my other hand brings her face close to mine. “Would you be open to company during your shower?”

“I mean, don’t you have to get back to work now that my heat is over?”

“You still need aftercare,” I murmur, brushing my lips over her forehead. “The cramps haven’t started yet?”

“No.” She shakes her head, causing the ends of her hair to tickle over my bare chest. “Not yet.”

My heart races. I genuinely hope she understands she’s not getting rid of me. With or without a baby, she’s stuck with us. It’s surprising that we managed to make it out of her heat without at least one of us sinking our teeth in. But I am thankful since that would be another unsanctioned bonding.

“I should probably go back to my room. I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do now.”

My gut drops. She’s skittish like she expected us to kick her out this morning.

“You should not leave,” I assure her. I need to check in with Oliver and see when our courting gifts will get here.

We’ve done this entire thing ass backwards, but it’s now time to woo her.

“We want you here with us. There may be times we’ll trade out shifts if someone has work to attend to, but it’s our responsibility to care for you following your heat. Is that a yes to showering together?”

“Okay.” She bites her plush lower lip looking so bashful that I have the desire to eat her alive.

I settle for sitting up in a crunch that makes my abs burn and kiss her softly. It’s a light brushing of our lips. I need to get us into the shower immediately or I’ll ruin the tenderness of the moment by flipping her over and fucking her through the mattress.

“Come on, let me pamper you for a bit.”

For being one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, Melody is very shy. The tentative way she blinks up at me from under her lashes as I dry her is endearing.

Memories file through my mind. I rambled away about biting and breeding her over the course of the last few days. It takes a lot to embarrass me, but my face heats as I recall some of the shit that spewed out of my mouth.

I spin her around until her fingers hit the counter as she sucks in a sharp breath. I carefully towel off her back.

“Are you open to letting me help you get dressed?” I ask, brushing my lips down the column of her neck and over her shoulder. Our eyes catch in the mirror. Her heavy teardrop-shaped tits bounce lightly as her chest heaves.

I quirk an eyebrow giving her a playful grin. “I’m not only capable of removing your clothes. I’d actually get a lot of joy out of it if you let me care for you as every respectable alpha should care for their omega.”

“Yeah, you can. I mean, as long as I’m not holding you up.”

“Did you miss the part where I want to be here with you?” I ask, kissing her shoulder.

She shivers in response. “No, but I really don’t know the etiquette of these kinds of things.”

“Long term courting?” I ask, scraping my beard over her flesh. I drop the towel on the edge of the counter and wrap my arm around her middle. My dark tattoos look gritty in comparison to her flawless skin. “Do you have a job or responsibilities back in Texas?”

“I have a job, but I can do it from anywhere,” she whispers, running her hand over mine as she stares at me in the mirror.

“What type of work do you do?”

“I write stuff,” she says, finally breaking eye contact.

I must be a sick bastard because I love the way she squirms in discomfort.

“What do you write?”

“Romance and romantic erotica,” she murmurs with her eyes still firmly squeezed shut.

“Is that right?” I groan, sliding my hand down her stomach. “Do you write naughty girls, or good girls?” I barely keep myself from slipping my hand down to tease her clit.

She whimpers. “Both.”

“But you’re a good girl, aren’t you, gorgeous?” I lean close so I can nuzzle my cheek to hers.

The towel doesn’t hide my half-hard cock as it bounces around her ass. My hand flexes on her stomach, pulling her back into my bare chest. Her body is clearly very comfortable with mine, but I’ve got to put in the work now to get her to trust me.

“Yep,” she whispers as her eyes slide shut. She’s absolutely the perfect woman for me. She’s such a naughty little thing when she’s begging and lost to the fog, but damn, I think I prefer her now with her lips parted and those pink-tinged cheeks.

“You sure are,” I assure her. It’s very hard to ignore my baser urges to rut and claim, but I’ve managed to keep from biting her thus far. Which means I need to focus on caring for her. “Let’s get dressed. You haven’t eaten properly in days and I am starving. Let me feed you.”

“Okay,” she agrees, shuddering out a shaky breath.