Page 120 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Thirty

Melody

Max Miller is dangerous to my heart. I don’t think he has a manipulative bone in his body, and he always manages to say the perfect thing to put me at ease.

His beard is scratchy against my cheek as my hips give a grind over his thick cock. I’m not sure why he hasn’t made a move the last few weeks. Everything was moving at super speed, but since we made it to Virginia, it settled down.

Miller cuddles with me every single day, but he hasn’t once tried to stick his dick inside me. That was fine while I was obsessing about my deadline, but the last few nights I thought I made it pretty clear that I’m interested.

Carver and I talked about it earlier. I guess maybe I was pouting a little because I don’t know how to encourage Miller to do the damn thing.

Carver, the giant goofball, said Miller is the gentleman of the group. He suggested I might need to slide right down Miller’s cock to get it through his thick skull.

I give his neck a lick while gyrating my hips. It’s hard. His beard is extensive, but I manage to find a small piece of skin below his ear. Miller lets out a low rumble that makes my thighs clench. I give his ear lobe a little nibble and his huge hands land on my hips.

“I’ve really missed your cock,” I whisper and my cheeks heat.

I’m trying here.

I might not be apt at dirty talk, but I am going to find a way to get him inside me.

Miller’s calloused hand slides up the back of my shirt, and I grin against his cheek.

Flipping finally.

I love that he’s obsessed with the baby. I really do, but I kind of miss the way he ravaged me during the hazy moments I remember from my heat.

The proprietary way he holds me to him makes my tits ache. I bring my mouth to his and try to hold myself up enough that I can get his sweatpants down.

Miller rolls us with no warning and my back hits the nest mattress. The look on his face makes my heart race. There’s a heat in his gaze that drives my impulses crazy. I bare my neck, but yank on his pants again. His heavy cock bounces out as he cages me in.

“Don’t let me hurt you,” he growls, licking across my neck. “My instincts are riding me hard, but if I get too rough, tell me stop. Okay, baby? Tell me you hear me.”

“I trust you,” I assure him, wrapping my hand around his stiff length.

Oliver may have the longest cock in the group, but I think Miller’s is the thickest. It’s hard to be sure since I haven’t seen Nik’s recently either.

Which is something I’m going to rectify after that fancy dinner he’s taking me to tomorrow.

I tease him, trying to wiggle my way higher. The height difference between us really does make this harder than it needs to be. I’m still wearing Carver’s shirt. I pull it up with my free hand and tuck it above my tits as Miller grins against my cheek.

“Get inside me. Please, Max?” I don’t usually call him by his first name, but I do think the intimate moment calls for it. Or maybe I’m playing dirty to get what I want.

“You never have to beg me,” Miller growls. “Did Carver leave you wanting? You smell like him.” He chuckles, holding himself up on his forearm and sliding his fingers down to tease my pussy.

No, he didn’t. He actually left me quite satisfied, but I guess the books were right about the second trimester being go time. He teases two fingers inside me, and I bow off the mattress and into his chest.

“You can leave that on,” he says, nodding to Carver’s shirt that’s bunched around my breasts. “But I want to feel your tits bounce against my chest.” He pulls his fingers free and leans back, ripping his shirt off and tossing it aside before doing the same with his sweats.

He crawls down until his face is resting right above my pussy and makes a show of flicking his tongue over my clit. It sends little zips of pleasure coursing through my body, but what I really need is his cock.

“Max,” I sob as my hand lands in his hair.

There’s some incoherent begging and demanding that he fuck me, but he slides his fingers back inside me while teasing my clit, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

He chuckles against my lower lips as he kisses my sex, and I try to determine the likelihood of me successfully wrestling him to the mattress so I can climb right on his cock.

“Let me make you come on my hand, and then I assure you, I’m going to ram every inch of my dick inside you,” he growls.

I nod. “Okay, do that. I like that plan.”

He twists his fingers as he works them in and out, and my hands fly to my face as I sob. He stretches a long arm up and pinches my nipple. I thrash, locking down on his fingers as my entire body pulses with pleasure.

Miller snarls against my lower lips and continues to tease my clit as I shatter and tighten.

“It’s too much,” I hiss, yanking his hair. “Ohmigod, that’s so intense.”

He growls, sounding feral as hell, and my screwed-up system thinks it’s some invitation.

“Present for your alpha!” Miller barks, pulling his fingers free and leaning back on his knees. His head tilts and he looks animalistic, but somehow that only makes me want him more. “Present!”

I stop staring dumbfounded as my system jolts with the command. I really like Miller going all apex alpha. I scramble to comply. My top half hits the mattress as my knees spread to give him room to mount me.

“Fuck yes,” he growls, sliding between my legs.

His hands work their way from my hips up my spine, and he grips a handful of my hair.

He lifts me, and I follow until my back hits his chest. I stare at him over my shoulder with wide eyes as he grins.

He’s looking extremely hazy, but I’m not afraid.

I think I’m more shocked than anything because I’m definitely not in heat.

“Get loud if you need to, but only stop me if I get too rough.”

With that, he shoves his tongue in my mouth. He tastes like me, and I moan into the kiss as his hand in my hair tightens. He cups my lower stomach with his free hand and chuckles as we pull apart. He guides me back down to the mattress and both hands land on my hips. He pulls me apart and thrusts.

He doesn’t pound deep, but he’s so thick, the intrusion takes my breath away. I grip the sheet for dear life as he pulls back and enters me again. It’s just as intense the second time.

“That’s it,” Miller taunts. “Make sure they all know who’s claiming you. Scream for me, baby.”

My face brushes the soft sheet as I shake my head no, rolling my lips together.

“No? Do you think your beta is the only one who can smack your ass red? Hmm, you defiant little brat?” Miller growls.

I leak around his swollen length, reveling in the intense euphoria that comes with sucking down his pheromones when he’s exceptionally potent.

Miller pulls all the way free of me and dips just the head of his cock back inside me.

It triggers whatever impulses that teases an alphas knot.

It makes my entire cunt clench around him, but then he’s gone again.

I glare at him over my shoulder as his eyes twinkle back at me.

“What’s the matter? Huh, sweet girl? You want more?”

“You know I do,” I snap.

“Then be vocal. Let them all hear how I’m wrecking your tight little cunt.” He pulls free of me and slams back in deep.

This time I don’t even try to hold back the sounds I make. As he stretches a hand around to tease my clit, it becomes clear I couldn’t keep quiet if I wanted to.

“Fuck,” Miller growls. “You’ve got no idea how badly my teeth ache to bite you.”

I glance at him over my shoulder and nod wildly. “I want that too.”

“Are you sure?”

“I want a bond with you,” I assure him.

He releases my hip to pull me up until I’m kneeling. He feels so deep like this that I grind over him, chasing my orgasm that’s right there. His huge hand splays across my lower stomach, holding me to his chest as I bounce.

“This is going to take some maneuvering.” Miller pulls my hair to the side and has to stretch down significantly to tease his lips over my neck.

I slide my fingers down, brushing them over my clit. They tease his knot and he groans.

“Fuck, if you’ve changed your mind tell me now.”

“Bite,” I hiss as I come all over his throbbing length.

Miller snarls against my skin as I do my best to grind through my release, but mostly I feel like I’m just trembling against his tightly controlled strength.

“All mine.” He strikes the side of my neck as his cock swells. It’s so intense that I pull my hand away from my clit and grip his knot as it pulses.

If his arm wasn’t banded around my middle, there’s no way I’d still be upright. My tits ache as my pussy clenches in waves, milking his cock, and I know it’s not just my pleasure I’m experiencing.

“Holy fucking shit, Mel. You feel that, don’t you?” He licks over his bite.

I nod because I can’t seem to form words. The feelings of peace and contentment that fill my chest aren’t only mine, but it makes them so much more intense.

“Max,” I whisper, clutching at his arm. My head rolls back against his chest.

“I know, me too.” He nuzzles his cheek to the top of my head.

My heart pounds rapidly. He’s always so sturdy and safe and he’s now all mine. Tears sting the edges of my eyes as I try to breathe through the deep emotions I’m hit with.

“I’m really happy for you guys,” Oliver says, startling me. He crawls up, appearing in front of me. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you,” Miller says, his voice filled with emotion.

“I think we’re going to have to consider extending the offer for one of us to bite Carver.” Oliver hugs me.

Miller doesn’t seem to mind.

“I mentioned the two of you bonded and he seemed . . .” Oliver’s face scrunches. “Sad? Maybe a little left out.”

“Crap,” I whisper.

“No, none of that,” Miller murmurs, kissing my cheek. “He wouldn’t begrudge us this. It’s something we’ll sit down and talk about together. It would require an alpha link.”

“You’d be willing to do that?” I ask.

“For you? Yeah, I’d be willing to do just about anything,” Miller says.

Oliver shoves up his glasses, nodding his agreement.

Their sincerity rings through the bond, and since I’m overly emotional, I burst into embarrassing happy tears.