Page 56 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

My hands fall to her ass, and I tease her cunt with my pinkies. I make sure her dress is up enough that Vik gets a nice view of her round ass. Hell, if he stares any harder at the rear-view mirror he might be able to see the wet spot she's leaving all over my jeans.

"Damn," I murmur, still flicking my tongue over her nipple. "You're dripping on my jeans. Do you know how bad I wish I was sucking on your cunt right now?" I groan. "Fucking hell, sweetness. You're killing me here."

"Jesus Christ," Vik growls.

Anastasia rips her tit away from my mouth and brings her mouth to mine. She's playful and sensual. My cock is rock-hard and leaking.

I'm so enthralled with the feeling of her slick coating my fingers and her tongue in my mouth that I missed her handling my belt and the button on my jeans.

Her warm hand slides down the front of my jeans, cupping my cock as her other hand teases the zipper down.

Her soft fingers caress my shaft in a way that speaks of experience.

It makes me want to tease and torment her body until she's screaming for me.

I'll make her forget anyone else ever touched her. I mean, I guess she can remember Vik, but only if he stops being such a dick.

Anastasia runs the pad of her thumb over the weeping slit of my cock. It makes me thrust up into her grip. My palm brushes her clit as she rides my hand, it's incredibly fucking hot.

"You are going to fuck me, right, Wolfe?" she asks, licking her way down my neck.

My dick pulses in her hand. The little vixen smiles against my throat. My chest heaves as I try to hold myself back. I don't think she's got a clue how close I am to snapping.

"Guess what, Vik," she calls out as she jerks me with just the right amount of pressure. "You get to watch me fuck your packmate. Too bad it'll be the closest you'll get to my pussy again. Enjoy the show."

A sick thrill runs through me seeing the look on his face.

He looks like he wants to rip my beating heart out of my chest and simultaneously spank Ana's ass red with the other hand.

I'm pretty sure he's daydreaming about fucking her in a puddle of my blood, and it only makes me harder because his envy is plain to see.

She's taunting the beast.

I can't decide if I'm impressed or concerned that she can't see how dangerous it is to taunt an alpha who thinks of her as his omega.

I have no doubts they'll eventually figure their shit out, but in the meantime I'll soak up the perks of Ana trying to piss him off.

Wait, is she just trying to make him jealous? Is this a product of her heat and nothing else? Ohmigod, does she even like me?

My abs flex as I bump her back on my thighs. She's staring at my cock like Christmas came early. At least she wants my dick.

I'm actually not sure that's a win. Holy shit, why am I still questioning myself?

Ana throws me off kilter. I know I'm a motherfucking boss.

Vik curses under his breath and the truck finally moves. I failed to realize we never started moving.

Ana maneuvers her hands down my jeans. I push up enough that she can give my shaft some breathing room from the zipper.

Her legs are spread wide over mine. The way her dress slides around her hips as she grinds over my hand makes my cock pulse.

The look of desire on her face makes my heart beat like a drum.

She's so fucking pretty it takes my breath away sometimes.

It takes me entirely too long to realize this little omega is completely running the show. I pull my fingers out of her soaked cunt.

"Lean back," I bark.

Ana jolts. Her back falls to the seat in front of her. I yank her thighs apart further, pulling her ass to me. I kinda want to punch myself in the face, but I still remove her hand from my cock.

"Spread those thighs wider," I growl. "Keep your hands right here." I lay her hands on her thighs.

Anastasia's chest heaves. Her hooded eyes are glued to my cock. My knot is fully swollen and throbs like a bitch.

Wrapping my hand around my shaft, I give it a playful jerk.

Ana whines. My free hand lands on her hip.

She's so wriggly that I have to pin her in place or she's about to set off my impulses.

It's illogical as fuck, but my system is convinced she might try to escape.

That absolutely cannot be allowed to happen.

My fingers dig into her soft flesh as my other forearm flexes. I really start to jerk myself off. Anastasia watches with a look of hunger and desperation that makes my tip leak pre-cum.

"Wolfe?" The question is clear in her voice.

I smirk. I really like knowing she's aching and desperate for me, because I sure as fuck am for her, too.

"You get to watch me jerk off," I say, running my thumb over the fluid dribbling out of my tip. "If you're a good girl, I'll come all over your pretty pussy."

"I want you inside me," she hisses. Her hands leave her thighs. She teases her own nipple as the other drops to her clit.

"I'm not fucking you for the first time in a moving vehicle. If you'd behaved I would've let you come when I did. But now…" I shrug. My cock bounces against my stomach as I fist that hand in her hair. My other hand rips her fingers out of her pussy. "Such a naughty little thing."

I bite her nipple, making her whine. My cock jumps in response.

"You just couldn't behave, could you, Ana?" I ask, licking her sternum and moving to the other tit.

"I'm sorry," she whispers. "Please, Wolfe. I ache for you."

"Fucking hell," I groan as she tilts back even further, showing me her very wet pink pussy.

My eyes fly up to meet hers, and there are tears in her eyes.

Jesus Christ.

I'm treating her like a play partner, not an omega having a wave of heat.

"Sorry, sweetness,” I say, shame lining my tone.

I'm a shitty alpha. This is why I've never been with an omega. They need care and comfort and coddling. The three C's. That's what my alpha and omega dynamics teacher called it. I should probably add cock to that list to make it the four C's in this case.

Shit. I'm screwing this all up.

"Fuck her," Vik growls from the front seat. "I swear to Christ, Wolfe. Leave her suffering for another second and I'm telling you, you'll need a damn good surgeon to rearrange your face if you ever want to recognize yourself in the mirror again."

I let go of Ana's hair, running my palm over the back of her head. "Let's try this again, sweetness. Climb on my cock."

Anastasia slides forward, leaning up on her knees.

I aim my cock towards her dripping core as I help her maneuver her hips down and then I'm impaling her perfect incredibly delicious cunt.

She's so hot it takes my breath away, and not in the good way. It's painful. I hiss out a breath as my stomach drops.

I'm an asshole.

Shame fills every inch of me.

Ana might be on top of me, but my torso is longer. She stares up at me from under her lashes and she looks so unsure that I hate myself a little more for it.

Get yourself together, dickhead. I tilt my head, nuzzling my cheek against hers.

"Look at you. You're such a good girl," I growl, nipping at her lips. "Fucking hell, Anastasia. Your sweet little pussy is strangling my cock."

"I need," she sobs, "something."

"I've got you," I assure her. I pull her up enough I can latch on to her heavy tit. I lavish attention, licking and sucking the nipple as my thumb falls to her swollen clit. She buries her face in my neck, sucking in deep pulls of my scent.

I'm going to figure out how to be less of a dick so I can be a good alpha for Ana, I tell myself as she wiggles and begs.

She goes from bouncing on my cock to deep grinding movements that send my pleasure coiling tight.

The lips of her sex dance over my knot, and it takes every ounce of self-control in me not to buck it up into her slippery little hole.

All I want is to lock us together so I can fuck her full of my seed over and over again.

I'll make her scream and beg until her voice is hoarse. Then do it all over again.

My chest heaves as I hold myself back. My impulses demand I claim her. I need to sink my teeth deep into her flesh and fuck her full of my baby.

Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on in my head?

I've never had a breeding kink. At the moment it's all I can think about.

My desire for her might be reaching unhealthy levels.

I realize it as my brain files through ways to make sure she never gets away.

It's a little concerning how deranged some of my thoughts are.

"Sir Wolfe," Ana whimpers, shoving her mouth to mine. It's a frantic kiss as she works over my cock.

Her pussy is so slick she makes a wet slap as she moves. She's dripping slick all over my balls and it's about to send me over the edge into full-blown rabid. Forget feral, I passed that ages ago.

My eyes meet Vik's in the mirror. Do not fuck this up, I remind myself.

Ana's hands clutch at my shoulders as she rises and falls.

"Goddamn," I groan, my head falling back against the seat. "You keep clenching around me like that and you're going to embarrass me real fucking quick."

Small hands slide up under my t-shirt and she hugs me.

Shit, she's not in her nest and we're in a moving vehicle.

I'm sure her impulses are screaming that she's not safe.

It takes considerable maneuvering but I manage to slide one arm under hers and around her back, giving her as much of the confined feeling as I can considering the circumstances.

"You're dripping for me, doll," I growl, still playing with her clit. "I need to feel you milk my cock. I'm so fucking close to spilling every drop of my cum inside you."

"Please?" she begs.

"You want my cum, beautiful?" I growl. "Keep grinding like that and you're going to get it."

She buries her face in my chest and sobs.

"Fuck, Ana. I'm about to bust," I growl. "Pump every drop of my cum into the bottom of your tight little hole."

Her pussy pulses around me. It starts as soft fluttering and morphs into powerful waves that have me swelling as I prepare to spill inside her.

"Wolfe," she whines.

"I'm gonna jerk off all over your tits next time. Cover your tight little body in my cum. I'm gonna make a mess of you, Ana. Mark you permanently as mine."

I stretch the hand on her back up, gripping the hair at the base of her skull and forcing her to look at me. Her eyes are hooded and glassy and half-closed.

I tap her clit in slow, teasing circles. "That's it, dollface. Scream for me."

The warm rush of slick that coats my cock sends me over the edge. I hate not being in control, but the confined space makes it impossible.

Fucking hell.

I wish I could toss her down and rut into her like my impulses are demanding.

Since I can't, I thrust up into her as much as the position allows.

I have to bite my lip as my cock kicks. My impulses demand I breed the fertile omega.

Fill her so full of my scent that no other alpha would dare touch her.

My chest heaves as I tilt her face to mine.

We both have to stretch to reach the other.

She's still gyrating her hips, milking my cock for every goddamn drop.

"You're trying to ruin me, aren't you, Ana?" I whisper against her cheek. "Christ. I've dreamed of this. It never went quite like this, though."

Anastasia nods. "Me too."

I hold her close as the truck finally stops.

"I've got you, sweetheart," I assure her. And for the first time in my life I ache at the thought of having to let someone go. Which is a very good reason to not let her get away.