Page 33 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Twenty-Four

Archer

The next time Evie is completely coherent, Murphy forces her to eat a sandwich. She's combative. Murph threatens a serious spanking if she doesn't comply.

Evie huffs, glaring at the big bastard. "In case you didn't know… I'm not afraid of you. You're like a giant teddy bear."

"Keep talking and it'll be painful to sit once I'm done with your backside," Murphy growls.

I shamelessly watch the spectacle. It's impossible to hide my humor. They're extremely entertaining.

I vaguely wonder how Anastasia is fairing with Viktor. Or rather how Vik is fairing with that hellacious omega. She's a nightmare I wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole, but to each their own.

"Be grateful he isn't carrying you to the bathroom and watching while you use it," I tell Evie.

She huffs, still frowning at Murphy. Murph quirks an eyebrow like he doesn't hate that idea. Her mouth falls open.

"Oh, hell no," she says to Murphy, who still looks thoughtful and strangely optimistic. "Don't get any bright ideas, Mr. Murphy."

I laugh, shaking my head. "Poor Anastasia. I can't help but wonder how she's fairing with our resident daddy dom."

"Ohmigosh," Evie whispers, shaking her head. "You're wicked." A lopsided grin takes over her face. My heart thumps wildly in response.

She's sweet, but she has a devilish streak. Maybe I can corrupt her yet.

"Eat the damn sandwich," Murphy instructs, nodding to the plate. "Otherwise, you'll see exactly how it feels to surrender complete control."

She frowns, but eats the sandwich. Her face turns from disgusted, to thoughtful, to interested real damn quick.

"Look at that face," I murmur. "You might have a chance yet, big guy."

Murphy laughs. Evie shoves the rest of the sandwich into her mouth and chews dramatically.

Murphy and I share a look. She's absolutely precious.

The day is filled with a copious amount of fucking. Evie pops up late in the afternoon declaring, she needs some air. She asks to have hot chocolate in the living room downstairs. We make every attempt to get her to stay in the nest and use the recessed cushion, but she's determined.

Connor and I stay close while Luke and Murphy set about fixing her a sweet treat, but it quickly devolves into her riding my cock while she sucks off Connor.

Evie grumbles something and falls asleep before my knot is fully deflated. I watch her like a total creeper, running my hand over her soft skin. She snuggles into my chest, still very much asleep, and I smirk.

Luke and Murphy come in, talking amongst themselves, but they quickly quiet down when they catch sight of our omega.

Luke sets the cups down on the end table and comes to sit by my side. He brushes his finger over her cheek. Her mouth is barely parted, and he leans in, kissing the edge of her lips.

"I'll bet you ten bucks this had something to do with her Christmas list," Luke says softly. He shakes his head, grinning down at her.

"I'll not take that bet. I have a feeling you're right," I say, chuckling softly. "Are you here to stay?"

Luke's eyes fly up to meet mine. He looks ready to punch first and answer second. He eyes Evie like he's judging if he could knock my ass out without waking her.

I grimace. "I'm sorry. I phrased that wrong. You are sticking around."

"Yeah, I am." He crosses his arms over his chest and leans back against the couch.

"Who do you want to bite you?" Murphy asks, stretching back in his ridiculously huge recliner.

Luke snorts. "Um, what?"

"Every time she thinks about not being able to bond with you it makes her sad," Murphy says, like that should clarify everything.

"Yeah, it's not my favorite thing to think about either." Luke shrugs. "It is what it is. It's facts of life shit when you're a beta."

"Do you want a bond with Evie?" I ask.

"Of course," he says, sighing. "But it's not possible."

"It is if there's an alpha link," Connor pipes in.

"Evie wants to bond with you," Murphy says. "So I'll ask again. Who do you want to bite you?"

Luke snorts. He swipes a hand over his face and glances between the three of us. "You're serious?"

"Of course," I say, bumping my shoulder against his. "I'm surprised it took us so long to recognize it. You lived separately, but for the last two years you've been around a lot. It's seamless. I'm not sure why it took us so long to notice."

"We all agree you're part of the pack," Murphy says.

Luke looks shocked. I know pack life has always been a touchy subject for him, but we needed to make it clear that, with or without Evie, he'd still be with us.

"It's ultimately at your discretion," I say, running my hand over Evie's back. "She's getting hot again."

"Who, not if," Murph says, proving he still doesn't understand the rules of polite society.

"Ignore him," Connor adds.

Luke laughs, but he looks emotional as he leans in close to my side. His hand runs over the back of Evie’s head. It feels like our pack is finally complete.

All we were missing was a small bundle of Christmas joy.

"Do you want to flip a damn coin or something?" Evie grumbles. "Because I'm getting impatient."

"Why are you so determined to stay out here?" Murphy asks, frowning.

"It's on my Christmas list. Drink hot cocoa by the fire after sex with multiple partners," Evie snaps. Then blushes furiously. "Someone needs to do me."

"Here, have a sip," Connor says, shoving a cup at her and backing away slowly like she's a wild animal poised to attack.

Evie takes it, smacking her lips together. "It's very tasty."

"Yes," Connor agrees. "And you just had me and Archie. Consider this one checked off your list."

Evie frowns, opening her mouth to complain, but Luke picks her up. He cradles her to his chest and takes off toward the stairs. Obviously, I follow.

"We'll join you shortly," Murphy says to my back as I chase after Luke and our omega. I wave a hand, giving my agreement.

"I swear on all that's holy, I'm going to hurt you both if you don't make a decision and get inside me," Evie growls. She's quite cranky. Tipping her head back, she rests it against my chest.

Luke and I are getting very well acquainted.

He's lying in the cave nest. Evie sits over him cowgirl-style.

I'm kneeling over his legs. My balls are touching his thighs.

My life is so weird lately. I never realized how comfortable you have to get with your mates when double-teaming a woman.

Neither of our cocks are inside her, and Evie has officially lost all patience with the both of us.

"Your fingers are literally in my ass, so you can take me there." She tilts her head and kisses my cheek. She looks at Luke. "Don't even say it."

"I can't knot you, pretty girl," Luke says.

Evie tosses her face forward, biting his shoulder. "I don't care! I need you. Your perfect cock."

"Ouch," he says, rubbing the bite. "She's getting violent. It's definitely time. I think it'll be easier if you take her ass first."

I nod. I've put in my due diligence to ensure it won't be painful for her, but her ass is still disturbingly tight around my fingers.

My cock is much thicker.

This is a horrible idea.

"We should switch," I tell Luke. "She managed you earlier."

"Now, Archie," Evie hisses. A jolt goes through my system, and I comply.

Bloody bossy little omega.

I should spank her for that. Removing my fingers I grab the lube, squirting a generous amount on my cock.

Shit, I should've warmed that like I did for Evie.

Luke sits up, shoving his tongue into Everly's mouth. It prevents her from doing any more complaining. Not that I mind; I find it strangely arousing when she's furious and snapping at us.

"You'll need to tell me if this hurts," I say.

"I will," she whimpers against Luke's mouth. His fingers flick over her clit as he licks her neck. He gives me a look that says get on with it.

Why am I procrastinating? Because it's Evie and you actually care about her. I line myself up and thrust gently into her tight pucker.

"Fucking hell," I groan. I think this would be utterly impossible if Luke was already inside her. How the hell did she manage Luke and Connor?

Evie whines against Luke's chest, and I freeze.

"Don't you dare stop," Evie snaps. "You're not hurting me."

Luke holds her up as she wiggles against his chest. "She's dripping all over my cock," he groans.

She grinds her slick little cunt over the base of his shaft. His cock is trapped between them and its dripping pre-cum all over his lower stomach.

"I think you're good," he says.

My strokes are shallow and careful. Evie's begging moans get more insistent by the second, and it gives me the confidence I need to work myself in until my knot hits her cheeks.

"Hell, lass," I groan once I'm fully seated.

Luke's mouth pops off her nipple, and he smirks. "Ready for me, baby girl?"

"Get on with it," I growl as her ass clenches around my cock. Now would be a terrible time to embarrass myself.

Luke stretches back. Gripping his cock in one hand, he helps lift Evie just a bit so he can position at her opening. Evie's chest is heaving, and she begs.

"Goddamn," Luke hisses as his cock slips inside her. "You're dripping."

I can't see as well as I'd like, but the scent of her perfume is so heavy in the air that I have no trouble believing his words are true.

The pressure becomes unreal, and he's barely inside her.

Everly's hands land on Luke's chest, and she drops down, spreading her knees and spearing herself on his cock.

Various gasps and moans fill the air.

Luke's eyes meet mine, and he smirks. "Make her scream." His hands fall to her hips, and he guides her to grind over his length.

My hands fall to her waist, and I test my ability to do exactly that. It takes a while, but eventually we manage the perfect rhythm.

Luke growls; he wraps a hand in her hair and pulls her mouth to his. He teases her clit and her body contracts in powerful waves that take my breath away.

"Hell, yeah," Luke hisses. "Gush all over me, sweetheart."

Evie comes, screaming out her release. Luke and I continue working her tight little body, and soon she's a begging puddle against his chest. Each of her orgasms ratchets my pleasure higher.

"Can I knot your ass, lass?" I growl, wrapping an arm around her middle and pulling her back into my chest.

Evie writhes against me. "Yes," she begs.

Luke's eyes get wide.

"Lean down, lovely," I instruct. She falls to Luke's chest, and he tilts her chin so he can watch her face.

My thrusts are measured at first as I spread her cheeks wide, but when she whines, begging for my knot, I thrust to the hilt. All the breath is stolen from my lungs as my knot swells.

"Jesus…" I gasp. "Holy hell."

"Are you okay?" Luke checks in with Evie.

"So good," she whimpers.

"Damn." Luke chuckles. "You're a trouper."

Evie pinches his nipple, and he jolts.

"Bite me," she begs. "Please, Archer, make me yours."

I rut into her as much as the position will allow and plaster myself to her back. Poor Luke is trapped with the both of us lying on his chest.

"Fuck yeah, tighten just like that. I'm going to fill you up with my cum. You gonna let me fuck my baby into you, sweet girl?" Luke asks, teasing her other shoulder with his teeth. “Breed you over and over again until you know who owns you.”

Evie's orgasm is so intense it causes my own. My cock swells as I burst inside her.

"Bite," Evie whines again. My teeth strike her shoulder. Luke groans. Evie begs and whimpers. My orgasm slams through me with staggering force.

My eyes open, and I realize they've been squeezed shut. It takes a solid few seconds to realize I'm trapping them to the mattress.

A strange feeling slides through the bond, and I realize it's Murphy. He's excited and happy for us. Connor comes next, stoic and peaceful. It takes my breath away as I lick over my bite.

"Sorry," Evie whispers, licking over Luke's neck. The little omega drew blood with her teeth. He's staring at me in pure bewilderment as he licks over her opposite shoulder, which is also bleeding.

I have no idea how that even happened. He bit her, and she bit back? The positioning seems right. My tongue teases over my bond mark, and Everly shivers.

"Do you feel that?" Luke asks, nudging Evie with his cheek.

"I do; it's faint, but I feel your confusion." She kisses the edge of his mouth.

"Yeah, what the fuck? I'm not an alpha," Luke says with wide eyes.

"Maybe it was all of us biting at once?" I suggest. "Or the fact your cock isn't the only thing that defines an alpha. You smell like one, and I'm fairly sure you barked at me and Murphy that day in the office."

Luke bites his lip, shaking his head. "This is crazy." He sounds emotional.

"It's a good thing, right?" Evie asks, an edge of terror in her tone.

"It's the best thing," Luke assures her, pulling her mouth to his.

Murphy and Connor join us, climbing into the nest and snuggling up close so they can touch Evie. The bond settles into place, and the feeling of peace and comfort radiating in my chest isn't just mine, but it is fucking incredible.