Page 29 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Everly is everything I've dreamed of in a mate.

She makes me feel like I'm not a total freak.

Women view my size as a challenge or a joke, but with Evie it feels like she just sees me.

I'm sure she's noticed I'm a fucking giant, but she hasn't made a big deal about it like every other woman I've gotten to know.

Not that there were many, but there were a few over the years.

Everly's reaction to me is unique, and it's earned her my unwavering loyalty and a bit of an unhealthy obsession.

I reposition myself, kneeling between her legs, and spread her wider. Evie's hands fly up, covering her face as I stare at her bare cunt.

My thumb teases over her clit, and she writhes around below me. She's already so fucking wet. I want to bury my face in her pussy and lick her until she screams, but I also don't want to look like a fool.

I stretch a hand up, pulling her arms down. My thumb runs over her palm as I pull her hand down to rest over her pelvis.

"No hiding, little one," I growl. "Let me see how you get yourself off. I wanna see everything."

Evie's cheeks are bright red. Her head shakes. "Can't you do it?"

I slap her clit, and she moans. It makes my cock leak.

"No, you're not in charge. You do want to be a good girl, don't you?" My finger traces the line of her lower lips, and she wiggles. Her legs kick, and she gives a little huff, showing her annoyance.

"Please, alpha?" she begs.

"Oh, I see. You want to go over my knee before I watch you play with your pussy." I move to pull her up. "We can do that, too."

"No," she whispers, frantically shaking her head. "I'm sorry." Her lip pokes out dramatically. "I'll show you." That blush on her cherry cheeks makes my cock throb painfully.

She bites her plush lower lip as her red-painted nails tease down her belly to play with her clit. It's a battle not to rip her hand away and feast on her delicious-smelling cunt. It might not be perfect, but I'm sure with enough enthusiasm I could figure it out.

Everly's movements are slow at first. She barely seems like she's using any pressure.

I rake my gaze over her beautiful face. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and she's holding her breath.

She eventually picks up momentum. Her fingers trace her clit in a circular motion.

She writhes, and her knees try to clamp on my legs as she slips a finger further down, dipping it inside her hole.

My hands land on her thighs, pushing her legs further apart… in fact, I'd like to see everything. I wrap my palms around her ankles, positioning her feet flat on the bed and pull her knees up.

"That's it, little one, show me what's mine," I growl. Evie whines as her legs tremble. "Spread yourself open wider." My head is getting foggy.

Evie's perfume floods the air, and I have to hold her knees to stop myself from doing something we'd both regret. Like ripping down my sweatpants and thrusting inside her without a thought to how small she is in comparison to how not-small I am.

Evie's fingers thrust in and out and she bows up off the bed. Her whimpering moans have my teeth aching worse than my knot.

Bite her. Rut her. Breed her. My brain is hyper-focused on the wiggly little omega desperately trying to get herself off.

"Let me see how you taste," I murmur. Gripping her wrist, I pull her hand to my mouth. My head tilts, and I feel fully fucking feral as my tongue flicks over her fingers. She tastes like goddamn apple pie.

I snarl. The sound would terrify literally anyone else, but Evie whines in response. It's as clear an invitation as an alpha can get from an omega. I'm so close to snapping it's not even funny.

"Show me again, little one. Finger your pussy. Do it for me."

Evie whines again. "Tom," she begs. "I need you."

My muscles coil tight. My heart tries to pound right out of my damn chest. I want her, too. More than I've ever wanted anything in my fucking life. But if I hurt her, I'll never forgive myself.

I'm too foggy to trust that I won't fuck this up. My brain is still on the same loop, trying to convince me I should bite and breed her.

"Show me," I bark. Her fingers dip inside her again as she follows my command, and it makes my impulses hum in approval. "Good girl."

I'm so focused on her cunt that I don't realize her other hand is grabbing for my cock until it happens. She wraps her small hand around my rock-hard shaft over the sweatpants, and my tip drips pre-cum. Evie gasps as she slowly jerks me through the material.

"Alpha, please," she begs. "I ache for you. I need you to fill me up." She yanks my sweatpants down. My cock bounces between us. Evie doesn't even glance at it, she's still staring into my eyes with that pleading look on her face. "Don't you want me?"

My heart sinks at the quiver in her voice.

"Of course I fucking want you," I growl, running my hands through my hair. "That's not even a question, little one."

"Are you upset because of what I did? Having my implant removed? We can use—"

I cut her off. Diving forward, I claim her mouth for a frenzied kiss.

My cock bounces around her lower stomach.

The head is sticky and leaking. My body is determined to make the most of the fertile omega under me.

The kiss is frantic. The little vixen hooks her toes in my sweatpants, pushing them further down my thighs as we kiss.

I hold myself up with my hand and kick them off.

My hand wraps in her hair, and I pull her face to mine.

"I want you big and round and pregnant. I want to see your tits swell with milk and watch you feed our child.

Then I want to start the cycle all over again," I whisper against the shell of her ear.

"You won't be able to keep the four of us off you.

We'll mount that slick little cunt and breed you over and over again. "

Evie trembles, and her thighs spread wider. Her hand wraps around my cock, and I snarl in response. My chest vibrates with a ragged, underused purr. Evie beams up at me. She jerks my cock as her thumb slides around the head.

"Are you going to get inside me?" she asks. "I want to feel you, so badly."

"I've never done this before," I rumble out the words before I can hold them back. I wince.

Fuck, I really didn't want to bring that up. My cheeks heat.

"With an omega?" Evie asks.

"With anyone," I say. My face burns with embarrassment. "I tried a few times when I was younger. It didn't go well. Fuck, Evie, I want you so goddamn bad, but what I won't do is hurt you."

"You won't. I trust you."

I shake my head. "I don't trust myself. Even years ago when I tried, I never wanted anyone the way I want you. That makes this more dangerous, not less."

Evie runs her hand over the back of my neck, giving me comfort. Her other hand still holds my cock, but she looks thoughtful.

"I love a good puzzle. Let's figure this out together. The women you were with before…" She frowns. "Betas?"

I nod. Fucking hell. I really do not want to talk about this with her.

"I'm an omega. My body is literally designed to…" She blushes and shrugs.

"Take alpha cock," I say with a smirk.

"Exactly," she agrees. "What's the worst thing that could happen?

We try and have to stop? There are other things we can do to ensure we both go to bed satisfied, but I don't think it'll come to that.

" Her hand on my cock tightens, jerking me.

She aims my shaft down. The head of my dick bumps, slipping between her slick lower lips.

A rough groan escapes at the feeling of her slippery sex.

Evie shivers in response. I pull back until I'm kneeling, but still mostly leaning over her.

"No." I shake my head. "I don't think this is a good idea." My hand wraps firmly around my knot that throbs with a painful pulse.

The head of my cock is notched at her tiny opening, but the view is obscene. I'm not trying to be dramatic, but my cock looks far too fat in comparison to her tiny pussy. This is asking for trouble.

Her thighs flex as she pushes up on her forearms to glare at me. Her heavy tits pull into teardrops, and I'm transfixed. She gets frustrated with my shirt and rips it over her head, tossing it away.

"I guess what you're saying is I don't get a say what happens with my body?" she huffs.

I growl. My impulses are demanding I rut into her, but I'm trying to be a decent fucking guy. The gentleman Archie always rambles about when he calls me a caveman.

My thumb falls to her clit as I test her. The head of my cock pushes against her hole. Evie wiggles her hips down. There's some resistance. The crown barely slips inside her. I freeze, utterly transfixed by the feeling.

She moans. The sound doesn't indicate pain. Blood pumps through my system with staggering force. I pull back and slide in again.

Evie bows up off the mattress. She cups her own tit and slides the other hand down, pulling apart the lips of her sex.

"T-That's… Wow," she groans.

The snarl that escapes my lips makes her shiver. The view is so much better this way with her pulling herself wide open. My hand lands on her hip, holding her in place as I tease her with shallow strokes. Nothing too deep or hard. The first inch of my cock has officially entered her cunt.

If I wasn't so entranced, I'd fist-pump. I'm that fucking ecstatic.

"See?" Her lopsided smile is so wide it takes over her face.

I nod. Bending down I kiss her, pouring all my affection into the licking kiss.

The drag is intense as I work my shaft in and out. I'm starting to feel optimistic, until I realize I've got a whole lot of dick left to try to fit inside her. Every time I pull back my shaft glistens with her juices, and it's making me rabid. My chest heaves as I fight the fog.

"We're okay," she says, kissing my cheek. "The stretch took some getting used to, but you feel incredible." Evie's fingers brush my shaft as she rubs her clit.