Page 71 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Seventeen

Anastasia

The wave of literal heat pulses through my system, making me sob into the mattress as Rafe tenderly rubs his hand over my ass.

Vik may have been right. Suppressants really are awful. They kept me sane for a few years when I wasn't prepared to dip my toe in the heat pond, but they're also a bitch to come off of.

My system doesn't know what to do with itself. I'm dripping slick at a rate that would be embarrassing as hell if I was more coherent. My nipples pulse with the same radiating pain that hits my lower stomach.

"Knot," I beg. "Now, please."

"Damn. I'm sorry, Ana," Rafe says, thrusting inside me in one deep, pounding thrust. His pelvis hits my ass as I collapse into the mattress.

"Ha, you asshole," Wolfe grumbles, appearing at my side. "I picked the lock. You're so lucky your cock isn't in her ass."

"Wolfe," I sob.

"You're burning up, doll," Wolfe says, pulling me up until I'm kneeling. "Knot her."

Rafe grips my hips in a hold so tight I'm sure I'll have bruises tomorrow. He plunges his knot inside me with no further warning.

I wail, falling against Wolfe's bare chest.

"Holy fucking shit," Rafe whispers. "That's… God." His voice actually breaks.

"Rut," I beg mindlessly.

"Shh, we've got you," Wolfe assures me. He teases my clit with one hand and pulls my mouth to his.

Rafe wraps a hand around, teasing my right tit while his left hand holds my hip and he snaps his hips into mine.

"You're stuffed full, aren't you?" Wolfe muses in between tongue-filled kisses. "If I thought you could stay upright I'd lick your clit for you…"

Rafe pants behind me. "I'll hold her up, you handle that." He nods, agreeing with himself. He wraps an arm around my hip and up between my tits and plasters me to his chest. "You're absolutely dripping, beautiful."

"Yes," I agree as Wolfe stretches out on the bed. He spreads my lower lips and sucks my clit. My hand falls to grip Wolfe's hair as he licks and sucks.

"I'm so close," Rafe growls, licking over my neck. The way his hand clutches at my chest is intensely arousing. He can't fuck me rough like this due to the position, but it hits every single one of my submissive buttons as he holds me to him.

My body jolts as Wolfe works my clit.

"Are you going to come all over my cock, Ana?" Rafe asks against the shell of my ear. His warm breath fans over my skin and the fog gets so thick my thoughts become incoherent. "Because I'd really love to feel you milk my cock."

"Come for us," Wolfe barks. He immediately goes back to flicking my clit with fast, fluttering licks that make me beg nonsensically.

"Rafe, bite me. I'm yours," I sob. I'm not sure much of that is clear or understandable. It all sounds garbled even to my own ears.

"Are you sure?" Rafe asks, licking over the column of my neck. The way he holds me like I'm precious combined with the hope in his voice… It makes me feel indescribable.

"Yes!" My breathing is erratic as pleasure courses through my system violently. He scrapes his teeth over my throat and his stubble tickles my skin.

"I'm going to bite you as I fill you up with every drop of my cum," Rafe growls. "Yeah, that's definitely the bottom of your pussy brushing the head of my cock as I rut. Goddamn, that's insane."

"Harder," I demand.

Wolfe pulls off my pussy, licking his lips obscenely. "Are you wrecking her?"

"He is," I agree.

Rafe's knot swells so large it becomes impossible for him to do more than grind. My vision goes spotty as Rafe strikes. He bites into my throat, and I come with a scream. My cunt is so unbelievably slick that each rut makes a wet sound.

"That's so fucking hot," Wolfe says, staring at my pussy.

Rafe hits me in the bond and his euphoria takes my breath away.

He feels completely… I don't even know what that emotion is.

Fulfilled? Satisfied? The next wave I get from him is gratitude.

His happiness and pure joy seem to take all the air from my lungs.

He's joyful to be stuck with me for life and it's ridiculously humbling.

Tears spring to my eyes as I fall back to rest against his chest. I'm shaking, and it's difficult to tell what exists in reality and what is pulsing inside the bond.

"Shit, sorry," Wolfe says, wrapping his arms under mine. "I'm here, lean into my chest so Cas can fuck you. Although watching you two writhing together is pretty sexy. Like a couple of eels banging."

"Ohmigod," I snort. Leave it to Wolfe to say the most absurd thing humanly possible.

"You're ridiculous," Rafe groans. He trembles against my back. His hand tenderly runs over my spine. "I'm so happy. You really wanted this, right?"

He sounds so unsure that I twist to face him as much as I can considering the position.

The bond is new and exciting, but I've got no clue exactly how it works. I have a little experience since Wolfe, but not enough to know if it's really working. I send my appreciation and contentment to Rafe. "I wanted this more than anything," I tell him.

"Good," he says, smiling a huge smile that takes over his entire face. "I did, too."

I twist back to kiss him. I'm pretty sure he's getting my feelings based on the pulses of bliss and joy that come back from him.

That's about the last rational thought I have for hours as Rafe and Wolfe use my body in every delicious way they can imagine.

I wake up in the nest. Wolfe and Rafe frame me on either side, but I really miss Vik. I crawl out of the den and grab a sheet from one of the cabinets lining the wall.

I aim for Vik. Granted, I'm not sure where he is, but I intend to find him. He's sitting on the couch with a laptop in his lap.

"Hey, princess," he says when he spots me. "Nice toga." He puts the computer aside.

"Thanks," I say, grinning as I climb into his lap. "Mmm, you're warm."

"You're not boiling. That's a good sign." Vik chuckles as I snuggle in close to his chest.

"I really did miss you," I say, and even though I know I sound like a broken record… I need him to understand that. I'm also a little anxious to say what I need to say. "I don't want to apologize for bonding with Wolfe and Rafe because I feel like that will belittle—"

"No," Vik says, cutting me off. "Never apologize for that. Our time will come. It actually gives me comfort. We might not have bonded yet, but I still know you're ours."

I kiss his fuzzy jaw.

"You need rest. It was less than two hours ago that you three finally quieted down." Vik runs his hand over my back. "Rest a bit and I'll trade with Cas or Wolfe so I can snuggle you in the nest."

I huff, crossing my arms over my chest. "Will you cuddle me here, too?"

"Of course," Vik agrees. He stretches his legs out across the couch and pulls me between him and the cushion. I toss my leg over his and soak up his scent.

"Care to give me an update on what's going on?" I ask, running my hand over his chest.

"We're keeping an eye out to see if Dimitri heads this way. Merrick, that's one of the guys I used to work with. He's even better with computers than Castro is. He sent me access to toll booth cameras along the route. He's watching others. There's more than one way to get here from New York."

I nod. "That makes sense. Could you be missing them right now because I'm distracting you?"

"I can rewind the footage," he says, running his hand over my back and settling it on my hip. "You know if they do show up here as opposed to at the lodge that there's a very low chance they'll survive until the police arrive, right?"

My heart pounds rapidly as my mouth goes dry.

I know they're capable of protecting themselves.

Rationally, I get that. I'm still terrified, though.

Bad guys are more dangerous than good men because they don't have lines they won't cross.

I personally know how vile and treacherous Dimitri can be, and I still don't know which of the others escaped with him.

"I didn't mean to upset you, princess," Vik says in a soothing tone.

"I know. My anxiety is through the roof, but it's not because of what you said," I assure him.

"Want me to carry you back to the nest? You can snuggle in between Wolfe and Cas."

I shake my head. "I want to stay out here with you."

"Okay," Vik agrees indulgently.

"Remember what we did last time when you helped me calm down?"

"When I gave you a bath and rub-down after?" Vik asks, smiling a huge smile that takes over his entire face.

"No." I shake my head. "After Pack Frasier showed up…"

"How could I forget?" he says, sounding amused. "You want to do that now?"

"Please?"

"Ask for it, princess," Vik says, tilting my chin up.

"Can I warm your cock, Daddy?" My eyes squeeze shut.

He always wants to hear the words. My face heats, but I know he'll say yes.

Vik is a very indulgent guy. He's growly and quick to spank—I learned that lesson the hard way.

But he's also extremely soft on the inside.

Or he's soft with me when I need him to be.

"Of course, sweet girl. Eyes open. That's it. Such a good girl. Now tell me where you want to warm my cock."

My mind files through the options. Ass is off-limits, or so Wolfe thinks. Pussy would be good because we could cuddle, but it might make it difficult for him to keep watch, which I know is really important to him.

"In my mouth," I finally decide.

"Sounds good to me," Vik says. "Same as last time?"

"Please?"

"I do love it when you're sweet." Vik beams. "Get comfortable."

I climb on top of him, giving him a quick kiss, and slide down between his legs. Vik sits up, scooting back some so I have room to stretch out on the cushion. I pull his sweats until they're halfway down his thighs.

I briefly consider begging him to let me suck him off, but I remind myself he's trying to keep us all safe.

Stupid omega impulses.

I really don't understand how we've survived as a designation. Apparently it's only because alphas have the innate drive to protect us because our instincts really are too stupid to live at times.

I put my head on Vik's lower stomach and thigh, just below his hip bone. I pull his cock to my mouth. He's half-hard, but I know from experience that'll change as soon as he's inside me.

Last time he got so hard I couldn't believe he didn't come solely from my soft suckling.

He's salty and tastes delicious. He's literally my cock pacifier, and I love it. He stretches over, grabbing the laptop, and puts it on his chest. His left hand falls to my head as he gently runs his fingers over my scalp and through my hair.

His cock twitches in my mouth like he's holding himself back from thrusting. I like it when I can roll my tongue around the bottom and hold him where he nearly touches the back of my throat.

I let out a pleasurable little sigh as his cock grows even harder. My hand falls to his right hip, running over his skin. I don't know because I haven't had a whole lot of moments of pure bliss in my life, but I do know this feels like what I imagine experiencing euphoria is like.

Vik's cock dribbles pre-cum, and I lap it up.

"You're such a goddamn gift," Vik murmurs, running his fingers over my cheek. "If you don't stop teasing…" He chuckles. "You might get my load right in that sweet mouth."

I grin around his cock. I wouldn't mind that either. He continues with his soft praises until my eyes get heavy. I fall asleep before I even realize what's happening.