Page 141 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Carver

After The Wedding

We’re officially fucking married.

I can’t seem to wipe the smile off my face. Not that I’m trying too hard. I finally got to put a ring on it in front of my mom and dad. Hell, even my older siblings showed up with their kids and spouses.

Mel is nearly eight months pregnant. As it turns out, I’m still just as obsessed with fucking her now as I was when she was pregnant with Mallory.

The belly definitely popped a little sooner with this baby. Then again, we’re having a boy this time.

Yeah, Melody caved at the ultrasound.

I knew she would.

She was too excited and kept studying the screen like she might accidentally catch the gender.

I’m not-so-casually watching for her to come out of the room where she’s changing into her reception dress.

I probably could have just busted in there, but Nik’s moms were in there helping last I checked.

I’ve got a bit of a covert mission at the moment.

I fold up my dress sleeves one by one as I bide my time.

Mel comes out and immediately takes the right turn to aim for the reception hall. She’s fucking adorable waddling her way down the hallway.

I prowl closer until she’s within reach. I’ve already scouted locations. Just like when she was pregnant with Mallory; I constantly had to scope out bathrooms. I do the same now. I know where the closest one is, and it even has a convenient couch.

“What are you doing?” Mel asks as I scoop her up into my arms.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I ask, smirking down at her.

“Trying to throw your back out?” She laughs, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Are you already desperate to get your dick wet?”

I snort. “With you, sweetheart? Always.”

It’s only a few strides, and I’m guiding us into the bathroom.

Oliver sits on the chaise lounge. He grins when he spots us. “I knew there was a reason you disappeared.”

“Me too,” Miller says, gently shoving his way in behind us.

“Let’s just make this a regular gang bang, shall we?” Nik asks, chuckling darkly.

“We have guests to entertain,” Mel says, laughing.

“They’re all enamored with Mallory for the moment,” Miller says, unbuttoning his shirt. “My mom has her, but we better be quick.”

“All right then,” Mel says, wiggling her legs until I put her down. “Do me.”

That’s exactly what we do.