Page 59 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

My hands fist in the comforter as I beg like an omega lost to the fog because that's what I am. Everything is hazy and intense.

"Your pussy is motherfucking heaven," Wolfe moans.

The sound does indescribable things to my system.

"That's what you feel like, Ana. Goddamn, I don't know what to do with myself.

I want to pound in balls-deep and paint the bottom of your tight little hole with my cum, but an equal part of me wants to tease us both until I'm so jacked up I come from barely dipping inside you. "

I grunt, trying to impale myself on his thick cock. He's right, the stretch is unreal and he's only putting the head inside me.

"Let's make a deal," Wolfe growls, holding me in place. He's torturing me and he knows it. "I'll slam all the way into you and let you come a few times if you give me permission to come on your pussy."

"What?" I ask, tilting my head to look at him over my shoulder. "I guess as long as I come first."

"Not now. I'll come deep inside you this time because I really wanna feel you milk me off again while we come at the same time.

" He grins, biting his lip. "I want permission to do whatever I want to you.

Even if you're not awake. If I wake up hard in the middle of the night and want to jerk off all over your pretty tits or paint that delicious little cunt in my cum then I will. "

My eyes widen. "Would you fuck me while I was asleep?"

He shrugs. "If I want to. I'll use you how I want. I might jerk off, and when I'm about to come I'll put just the tip inside you. Yeah, sweetheart, just like this. I'll make you take my load. Use you how I see fit."

I have no idea why his words send a thrill through me, but God they really do it for me. I slide my hand under my stomach and tease my own clit. Wolfe doesn't stop me, and within seconds I'm tightening around the head of his cock.

"Oh, fuck," he growls. "Come on, Ana. I'm waiting. Do I get to make you my dirty little fuck doll? Use your cunt for my pleasure? I'll take what's mine whenever I want."

"Yes, please," I sob, rubbing harder. It makes my pussy spasm.

I know I'm about to come hard.

"Fuck, you're gushing all over me. I'm gonna pound deep now, baby." Wolfe slams into me, and I fucking fly.

My clit pulses painfully. I'm too sensitive to touch it. I stretch out, gripping the comforter and holding on for dear life.

"Goddamn," Wolfe growls. "Holy fucking shit. I've never felt anything like this before. The way you ripple around me, you must want to be bitten. Do you want my bite, Ana?"

I sob into the mattress as my system overloads with pleasure. The fog has me fully in its clutches, and I beg for him to bite me.

"You want me to sink my teeth in while I breed you full of my baby?"

"God, yes!"

"Mmm, I like the thought of that, too," Wolfe growls, pulling me up into his chest. He scrapes his teeth over my neck, but doesn't break the skin.

"Of trapping you so you can't get away. Breeding you so everyone knows you're mine.

Don't worry, I'll keep you so happy you never try to escape.

" He chuckles darkly. He's rambling insanity, but I must be crazy, too, because I'm totally here for it.

"Not that I'd let you get away. I'd slaughter anyone who tried to keep you from me. "

He slams his knot inside me, and I freeze. My body locks down, sending me into an unexpected orgasm.

"In fact, I'd go so far as to warn you never to let another man touch you again." Wolfe laughs dangerously. "I mean, unless you want me to kill them with my bare hands."

My head is foggy. If Wolfe wasn't holding me to his chest with an arm banded around my middle then I'd be a sobbing lump on the mattress.

"I'll make an exception for Vik, because he's grandfathered into your pussy." Wolfe snorts. "That's not a dad joke. And Castro because he's just a really stand-up guy. But anyone else?"

"Yeah," I ask, tilting my head to study his face.

"If you let anyone else touch you, I'll fuck you next to a puddle of their blood after I kill them," he murmurs against my lips as his huge hand caresses my cheek. "They will die. It will be ugly. You'll probably have trauma from being fucked next to a corpse. Let's just avoid it."

He shoves his tongue into my mouth as I grind my hips over his.

I don’t know why Wolfe can say crazy things and it doesn't scare me, but it doesn't. Not at all. If anything, it makes me feel safe while driving me insane with need.

Being an omega is complicated.

As Wolfe's knot swells, getting even larger, I'm really grateful for my biology.

"I've never knotted anyone," Wolfe whispers against my lips. "Is it always like this?"

He sounds so raw and vulnerable that my head shakes automatically.

"No," I assure him.

"I've got this warm, fuzzy feeling in my chest. Jesus Christ. Fucking you is like a drug," he growls.

The next thing I know, I'm plastered to the bed with Wolfe's huge frame pinning me to the mattress.

"Scream if you need to," he says, pulling my hips up a few inches. "I'm about to give your birth control a run for its money."

He pounds into me in deep, rutting strokes as much as he can when we're literally locked together.

The drag of his knot right inside my opening forces the fog in at full force.

I don't know how long he teases and tortures my body in the best way possible.

I lose track of the times he comes inside me, but I beg through each and every one of them.