Page 35 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

"No," Tom snaps again, grabbing my ankles and yanking me back. It's not a bark, so I don't comply. My elbows hit the cushioned wall of pillows, but it's too soft, and I melt in. I try to army-crawl away, but it's not working.

"This is not conducive to a successful escape," I grumble. My feet land against Tom's chest as I push off, and he growls. It sends my arousal skyrocketing. I kick, but he doesn't budge an inch.

"Let's get these off of you," Luke murmurs, pulling off my glasses. He fists my hair, holding my head in place. "Be ready, sweetheart—things are about to get a little rough and a lot dirty.” He bites my neck, and I shiver like a lunatic.

The back of my pajama dress is yanked up. Tom rips my panties off. I moan. That's actually hotter than I imagined when I read about it in books. Tom tests my core and growls. I don't know what he's doing back there, but I hope he's getting ready to pound into me.

Luke releases me, lying down on the edge of the cushion as Connor and Archie join us.

"Mmm, let's put that pretty mouth to good use," Archie says, caressing my cheek.

Murphy notches the head of his cock at my opening, and I swear all the air evaporates from my lungs as he thrusts inside me. He snarls, holding my hips in place as I whine and thrash. My eyes squeeze shut, and I breathe through the aching discomfort.

Archie pulls my mouth to his, kissing me, and helping distract my system. Tom begins to slowly move in and out, and the slight tinge of pain turns to indescribable pleasure.

"Here, let me help you," Archie says, pulling me up slightly and helping remove my dress. I missed when he got naked. His sweatpants are missing, and his cock bobs in front of my face as my hands fall back to the floor.

"Seriously, baby girl," Luke says, stretching over and teasing my nipple. "Your pussy is hardcore. I'm strangely proud of you for managing Murphy's python." He laughs. "It's even more incredible you bounce back like nothing happened. Your cunt is a goddamn wonder."

Tom jumps inside me. It takes several seconds to realize he's chuckling.

Archie grips my hair, guiding my mouth to his cock. My tongue flicks over the crown, and he growls. His forearm flexes as he directs me further down his cock. My eyes fly up to meet his, and he smirks. The tattoos that cover his chest and arms move as his muscles flex.

"You like it when we're a little rough, don't you, lass?" Archie asks. "You like that we use you as we see fit?"

I nod, choking out, "Yes." It's impossible to focus on any one thing for long.

Tom stretches around, teasing my clit as he powers into me.

Archie shoves my face so far down his cock that my nose hits his knot. He grinds into my throat, and I gag.

Luke leans over, running his fingers over my cheek. "I'm actually jealous of you right now. I love it when her tiny little throat convulses around my shaft. Enjoy it, fucker."

"I quite am," Archie assures him.

The fog slips in and everything gets hazy. Tom continues slamming into me, pushing me further down Archie's shaft with each stroke.

Connor lies down on the other side of us and kicks off his joggers.

"Give me a real good show until it's my turn," he growls, playfully jerking his cock.

There's a bead of pre-cum on the tip, and crap, I think it would be impossible to fit both him and Archie in my mouth at one time, but damn if I don't want to try.

"No, don't let him distract you," Archie grumbles. He hits the back of my mouth, and I gasp. He slips further down my throat, and I sputter.

"Oh, fuck yes, lovely." He moans. His hand wraps in my hair, pulling my eyes to meet his.

"Eyes on me when I come down your throat.

Then Conn can have his turn." He swells as my lips graze his knot.

I wrap my hand around it as my tongue caresses the underside of his shaft.

His knot pulses and expands as he fills my mouth.

Sticky warm cum hits my taste buds, and I shiver. He tastes like whiskey.

"I'm gonna slide my head under here," Luke says, and I can feel his hot breath on my stomach. "Murphy, man, keep your balls away from my face." He teases his tongue over my clit as he pinches my nipple.

Tom slaps my ass and growls. "Fucking hell, little one." He pulls me off Archie's cock and holds me to his chest while he fills me. "Tighten just like that, fuck yes." His cock swells impossibly hard, and I whimper, begging like a lunatic.

My clit aches, but I need friction. I'm pretty sure I sob something to that effect. Tom pulls out carefully and kisses my cheek.

"She's shaky, don't let her fall," Tom rumbles.

Luke frames my front, licking my nipples and brushing his fingers over my clit. His arm wraps around me, holding me up as he teases me.

Connor catches my eyes, nodding to his swollen length. It's veiny and so hard. I whimper.

Luke lifts me, placing me on Connor's lap. "Think we can both fuck her pussy?" he asks.

Connor's eyes find mine, and he shrugs. "If it was ever possible, now is the best time."

"My thoughts exactly." Luke laughs. "Thanks for stretching her out, Murph. You open to that, baby girl? Both of us in that juicy cunt of yours?"

My pheromones tinge the air, and I whine. My head is foggy, but I beg for them to do exactly that.

"Any recommendations?" Connor asks, sliding my wetness over his cock.

"Hell if I know." Luke shrugs. "You slip inside her, no fucking knotting. I'll see if I can slide in, too."

"Yes, please," I beg, gripping Connor's cock and guiding it inside me.

"I'm guessing lube is your friend in this situation," Archie says. A squirting sound fills the air. His hand slides around, lubing my clit, the remaining few inches of Connor's cock and his knot, my ass, and half my damn thighs.

"Sorry, mate," he says to Connor. He looks to Luke. "I'm not touching your dick."

"Hey, I'm feeling left out,” Luke says, lubing his cock.

"His dick was touching Evie's pussy," Archie says, chuckling. He pulls my mouth to his as he brushes over my clit again. "Manage this and we'll get you the sweetest treat you can imagine. Any dessert, and Murphy won't even complain."

Tom snorts. He's a few feet away, watching us intently.

Connor's hands fall to my hips as he helps me grind over his length.

"Lean down," Luke directs, gently pushing me down on Connor's chest. My eyes meet Conn's light blue-green orbs, and the look of affection takes my breath away.

Luke positions the tip of his cock at my opening, and I lift myself higher so he's not struggling to get past Connor's knot. Archie slides his hand between me and Connor, teasing my clit.

Luke barely thrusts, and it's like all the air is sucked out of the room. My entire body goes rigid.

It's painful, but not unmanageable. My nails rake over Connor's chest, and he growls. I take several deep breaths trying to calm my overloaded system.

"Are you okay, lovely?" Archie murmurs in his melodic tone.

Words seem like too much effort. I nod enthusiastically and wiggle my hips. Luke and Connor spit a slew of vile curses. Both their hands lock down on my hips to hold me in place.

"Goddamn," Luke groans. "I've never felt anything like this before."

"Keep going," I groan.

Luke eases in a few inches at a torturously slow pace. Connor runs his fingers over my cheek as Archie rubs my clit with one hand and caresses my arm with the other. Tom migrates closer to our other side. He gets close to my ear, murmuring soft praises.

"Now, that's a beautiful sight," Tom says, brushing his lips over my neck. "Such a good omega. You're perfect for us, little one."

"Holy fucking hell," Luke groans as he tries different speeds and angles. The sounds that come out of my mouth are embarrassing, but I'm too far gone to care. Their pheromones are soothing me and inciting me all in one.

I sob, begging incoherently against Connor's chest.

"You good?" Tom asks.

"I'm so good," I say, but it's slurred.

Luke controls the pace as the others lavish me with tender touches. Archie picks up speed as he works my clit. The zips and zings of pleasure turn into a wave that washes over me without warning.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," Luke groans.

"Already there," Connor growls.

"That's it, lovely," Archie coos, grazing my clit. "Shatter for us. It's a beautiful sight watching you surrender to us completely."

"Fuck me," Luke hisses. "Holy shit, it's almost too tight. Okay, no, actually it's perfect. Fuck, baby girl. You're my goddamn soulmate."

Connor growls, pulling my mouth to his as his cock kicks. I'm so far gone I can barely process that this is reality. My body is overloaded with bliss.

"We're gonna owe you a giant rock for pulling this off. I'm talking you'll need to do finger exercises in order to be able to hold up the ring." Luke gently pulls out of me, still rambling.

"You can have anything you want," Tom says, leaning over to kiss my forehead. I tremble against Connor's chest as Archie finally pulls his hand free.

They all send peace and comfort through the bond. Their tender affection takes my breath away.

I can't believe I get to keep these guys forever.