Page 57 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Nine

Anastasia

"Holy fucking shit," Wolfe groans as I climb off his cock. He's still staring at my pussy with a look of pure hunger on his face. "Okay, so I've never fucked without a condom before, and that's way hotter than I ever imagined."

I pull up the straps of my dress and Wolfe shoves his middle finger inside me.

"It never even crossed my mind. Which is another first," he says, biting his lip.

The truck cuts off, and Vik climbs out.

"Are we going to have a little bundle of joy coming our way in nine months?"

The fucker has the audacity to smile like he's actually excited by that idea.

"No," I scoff.

Wolfe shrugs. "I never much cared for the thought of kids, but I don't hate the thought of you carrying my baby.

" He adds another thick finger to my pussy.

"Quite the opposite. The idea of breeding your tight little cunt full of my baby turns me the fuck on.

Look at my cock. It makes me harder than I've ever been. "

His thumb brushes over my clit.

I shiver and a horrifying little moan escapes my lips. The door next to Wolfe opens a few inches. Vik blocks anyone outside from being able to see in.

"There are security cameras all over this parking lot," Vik says. "We need to get you into the nest."

"Sorry, doll," Wolfe says, pulling his fingers free of my pussy. "He's right."

My jaw falls as he pulls his fingers to his mouth, licking off our combined cum. He never put his cock away and it jumps as he flicks his tongue over his fingers.

"That's the hottest thing I've ever seen," I say, blushing like crazy. My brain to mouth filter is obviously broken.

"Come on, princess," Vik says, stretching an arm out for me. "I'll carry you in."

My eyes fly to Wolfe's. I have no idea why I think he'll help me. He shoves his cock away and pulls me into him, giving me a tender but quick kiss before…

Passing me right over into Viktor's arms.

"Traitor," I grumble. Vik wraps me around his front, and I grin in some imagined victory. "You're going to have Wolfe's cum all over your shirt."

Vik snorts. "I'll live with it. I really did miss you, princess." He aims for the door into the lodge as Wolfe jogs to catch up. His hands grip my ass, and I fight the safe feeling that floods my system just from breathing in his leathery scent.

Don't fall for it. It's a fallacy. One that can be ripped away at any moment, I remind myself.

"You know what would have been nice?" I snap. "If you never made me love you, only to disappear when I needed you most."

Wolfe misses a step, cursing under his breath as he stumbles forward.

My face instantly goes red. No, hell no.

Please tell me I did not just say those words out loud.

Despite the fact Vik is still very much carrying me, I cross my arms in front of my chest. I know from experience I can't melt into an actual puddle of embarrassment, so I bury my face in the asshole's shoulder and wish for death.

"This is an exercise in trust," Vik murmurs, licking the column of my neck. "Do you trust me to keep you safe, Anastasia?"

Wolfe quirks an eyebrow. I highly doubt I need to be protected from him, but I am starting to trust Viktor.

Holy shit.

My chest heaves as I nod my agreement.

"Words please," Vik says, sliding his hand down the front of my dress. He pops my right tit out and Wolfe groans obscenely.

"Yes, Daddy," I agree.

"Oh, fuck me," Wolfe says, stretching back and running his hand over his jeans. His dick jumps in response. It makes me shiver. "That's hot as fuck coming from your lips, sweetness.”

Vik pulls down the other side of my dress and pinches my nipples one by one.

I try to clench my knees, but Vik's thighs are in my way. My head falls back against his shoulder as I tremble. My eyes squeeze shut as Vik cups my tits and flicks my nipples with his fingers.

"Holy shit," Wolfe hisses. "You're dripping slick, dirty girl. Fucking hell, what I wouldn't give to be able to bury my face in your pussy right now. My mouth is literally watering."

"Too bad," Vik snaps, wrapping his hand over my hip and teasing my clit. "You've been slippery since your spanking. Did your cunt throb while I slapped your ass red?"

"Yes," I whine as Vik shoves two thick fingers deep inside me.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy," I sob. My face burns with embarrassment.

"Goddamn," Wolfe groans, eyeing me like he's desperate to pounce.

"Do you know how hard it makes me every time you call me that, princess?" Vik muses, licking my throat.

I preen in response. Something inside me lights up at his praise. I'm slightly embarrassed by it, but it doesn't bother me enough that I'd stop. I need his tender words and soft encouragement.

Vik continues working his fingers in and out of my tightening core. It takes hardly any time for him to send me over the edge. Electric shocks zip through my entire body as I shake against his strong hold.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," Wolfe growls.

"My good girl," Vik murmurs soothingly. "Such a sweet little omega."

I'm mildly self-conscious, but too exhausted to care as I snuggle into Vik.

"I've got to run out and talk to Murphy," Vik says to Wolfe.

"Yes, I'll watch her," Wolfe says, nodding his head and tossing his thumb toward the hallway. "But uh, I'm absolutely going to need five minutes to jerk off first."

Wolfe pops up, heading out, and Vik cuddles the fuck out of me. It's the safest I've felt in a long damn time.

"Did you hear me?" Vik asks, setting me on my feet in their suite.

"What?" I ask. "This isn't my suite."

"Very observant of you, doll," Wolfe says, following us in. "I was surprised when you didn't pitch a fit on the stairs. By the way, how were you intending to get back into your room?"

"I leave my extra keycard under the pot on the table next to my door," I say mindlessly.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Wolfe says, shaking his head. He looks at Vik and says, "I know. You don't even need to say it."

"Give us a minute," Vik growls, prowling toward me.

My eyes fly to Wolfe, who sighs. "I'll be in my room.

Scream if you need me." He doesn't head off, though.

No, he shoulders Vik out of the way and pulls my mouth to his.

The kiss is quick but intimate. My heart races.

"Don't try to slip out. You're sleeping in my bed tonight or in the nest with me. "

"Okay," I agree.

Wolfe saunters off. My eyes automatically follow his broad frame. My stomach flip-flops wildly as I realize I'm once again alone with Vik, who prowls closer.

I feel very stalked at the moment, but I know running would be futile. He's bigger and stronger than I am.

"What I said earlier, did you hear any of it?" he asks, brushing his finger over my cheek.

I shake my head. "I don't think so."

"Give me the chance to give you my courting gifts," Vik pleads. "If you're still upset with me after that then I'll back off."

Everything in me wants to jump up and down and squeal. He just said he wants to court me, but I thought we were headed that way before and…

I really don't know how I feel about any of this. I'm very overwhelmed. I have the almost uncontrollable urge to hide or nest. Or hide in the nest.

"Can I think about it?" I ask, rolling my jaw from side to side. My eyes ache like I'm about to burst into tears.

"Don't think too long," Vik says, rubbing his beard over my cheek. "I missed you so goddamn much."

Rafe walks into the apartment. Shit, I totally forgot he brought me to the bar earlier tonight. He drops his keys in the bowl by the door and comes in.

"Is everything okay?" he asks, eyeing the two of us.

"All good," I assure him, sliding by Vik. I wanted him to come back so badly, and a huge part of me is relieved he's here. But another part is worried his excuse will be shitty and I'll be even more crushed.

What if he had a good reason? a tiny part of my brain pipes in.

What if he didn't? an even bigger part replies.

I push those thoughts away and aim for Wolfe.

Wolfe carefully helps me into the tub. Unlike with Vik, Wolfe was kind enough to leave the bathroom when I asked for a minute to clean up.

Wolfe's huge frame slides into the tub at my side. He's incredibly well-built. My pussy aches as I remember how full I felt when he was inside me. His abs and obliques move as he gets comfortable. He's covered in black and gray tattoos that only ratchet up his hotness factor.

I glance away to settle my raging system. Wolfe's tub isn't massive like the ones in the guest suites, but it's plenty of room for the two of us.

"Are you only here with me because you're angry at Vik?" Wolfe asks, carefully studying my face.

"No," I assure him. I have no idea if the sincerity I'm feeling comes across, but I sure hope it does. I float over, climbing into his lap.

Wolfe clears his throat. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"You regret having sex with me?" I ask, trying to scramble away. I succeed in making a wave that almost spills over the edge of the tub.

"Fuck no," he growls, pulling me back into his lap. "I've had it bad for you for a while. I'm sorry I didn't…" He mumbles something I can't understand.

"You're sorry for?" I ask, frowning.

"I'm sorry I didn't get inside you right away when you needed me," Wolfe says, cupping my face in his huge hands. "I'm going to do better at taking care of you."

"Wolfe—" I start. He cuts me off pulling my mouth to his. His cock bumps my ass as he teases his tongue against mine. He's an awesome kisser. My nipples tighten as they rub over his strong chest.

"Will you give me a chance to prove to you that I can take care of you?" he murmurs against my lips. His hands run up and down my back.

"Yeah, I think I'd like that," I agree.

"Good," Wolfe growls. "I'm going to woo the fuck out of you, Anastasia Androff."

After our bath, Wolfe wraps me in a giant fluffy towel and sets me down on the bathroom counter. He tenderly brushes my hair. It makes me feel melty inside.