Page 73 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Nineteen

Anastasia

Wolfe guides me over to the nest by my hips.

"Rafe," I whimper when I spot him. I head up the steps and essentially tackle my alpha. I knew the moment he woke up. His arousal hit me in the bond shortly after Wolfe joined us.

Rafe smiles as we kiss and the sight is incredible. When he's happy his dimples show, and combined with his short curly hair and the stubbly beard it all really works for him.

My slick pussy slides over his cock as I grind over him.

"I'm pretty sure you promised Vik your pussy," Rafe says, grinning. "I'm not opposed to coming down your throat. Not at all."

"Okay," I agree breathlessly. My nipples are so hard they're painful.

"Come on over here, princess," Vik growls. He's lying a few feet away. His cock is still so hard even though he just spilled in my mouth.

The fog has definitely slipped in, I realize as I scramble toward him. I lick my lips, desperate for his cum.

"No," Vik snarls, pulling me up by my shoulders. "You're going to ride Daddy's cock like a good girl."

"Yes, I am," I agree, diving for his mouth. I grind over the bottom of his shaft like an omega dying for dick.

"Shh, we've got you," Rafe murmurs from my side.

Vik's cock notches at my entrance. I dig my nails into his shoulders as he pushes inside so slowly. My eyes roll back in my head as I swivel my hips in a circular motion. The slight burn of being stretched around his length magically transforms into pleasure.

Rafe stretches a hand between us. He cups my tit as his other hand falls to my clit.

"That's it, baby girl," Vik growls. "Take every inch."

His cock is hard and pulsing, like he's aching to pound into me.

"Get on with it," Vik snaps.

Wolfe chuckles. His warm skin slides against my back as he licks over his bond mark. Slick drips from me all over the rest of Vik's cock and his pelvis.

Wolfe opens a bottle and I hear a squirt. "I'm guessing we probably could have used all your natural slickness, but I'd like to repeat this on occasion. I'm not taking any risks."

With that he promptly shoves two thick fingers in my ass. I whine, falling further down Vik's hard cock.

"This is going to be ridiculously tight," Wolfe groans.

Rafe tilts my head so we can share a slow kiss that makes my pussy tighten around Vik's thick length. My head lolls to the side as I beg mindlessly.

"I need…" I sob. "Something!"

"You're about to get my cock up your unbelievably tight ass," Wolfe growls. He's kneeling between Vik's spread thighs. He pulls his fingers free and shoves me down until I'm lying on Vik's chest.

"Thanks for the warning," Rafe grumbles, rearranging his arm.

"Ready for me, dollface?" Wolfe asks as he lines himself up.

"Yes," I say, nodding wildly.

"Kiss me," Vik says, pulling my mouth to his.

Rafe continues to tease my clit, but he's not giving me enough friction to come. I sob that into Vik's mouth. Wolfe pulls my cheeks apart and thrusts into my ass. My nails dig into Vik's chest.

"Oh fuck," I hiss. "No, it's too much."

"Give it a second," Vik says, rubbing his cheek against mine.

Rafe begins to circle my clit with considerable pressure. Wolfe is stalled with just the head of his cock in my bottom. My pheromones tinge the air and everything gets hazy. The twinge of pain morphs into something wholly pleasurable.

"Goddamn," Vik groans. "That's unreal."

"Can I move?" Wolfe asks.

"Yes, please," I beg.

Wolfe continues easing in and out with shallow strokes. The further he works in, the more my system transforms the pain into blissful pleasure.

"Your cock," I say, looking at Rafe. "I want you in my mouth."

"It's okay," Rafe says, smiling softly. "I can wait, you're already overloaded."

"Put your dick in my mouth, please!" I whine. The sound immediately sends Rafe scrambling to stand. It makes his dick the perfect height to suck him easily.

"I'll take over her clit," Vik says, running his hand over my stomach and lower to my cunt. "We're going to eventually negotiate you giving us babies."

"Okay," I whimper, circling the tip of Rafe's cock with my tongue. My left hand wraps around the base of his shaft. His foreskin takes some getting used to, but I'm obsessed with the way it feels as I glide my tongue along it. His knot pulses in response. It makes me shiver with anticipation.

"You're gonna let Daddy breed your slick little cunt?" Vik asks.

Wolfe is still carefully working himself in and out of my ass and his cock swells impossibly hard at Vik's words.

"Yes," I whine. The thought sends a thrill through my entire body, but it echoes especially potently in my clit and nipples. I don't know, maybe I'm weird. I honestly don't give a fuck, because when Vik calls himself Daddy or asks me to it only makes me hotter.

"Can I bite you when I come, princess?" Vik asks, pinching my clit.

My pussy spasms. It makes Vik and Wolfe moan.

My hand tightens around Rafe's knot. I pop off his cock long enough to nod my agreement to Vik's questions.

"Please do," I say before taking Rafe back into my mouth. He's so thick that it takes a major amount of effort to get him deep enough that he hits my throat.

"Grind over me, baby girl," Vik says, working my hips until I start to bounce.

"Aww, fucking hell," Wolfe growls. "Can I really start to fuck your ass now?" His hands pull my ass wide open and it changes the feeling as he moves in and out.

"Yes," I beg around Rafe's cock.

Vik continues to tease my clit and soon the fog is completely in control. Rafe takes over fucking my mouth so all I have to do is feel, and I've never experienced anything like it.

Wolfe's warm heat frames my back.

Vik's soothing voice spills dirty musings and dark promises.

Rafe tenderly fucks my mouth. It's absolutely a perfect moment in time being sandwiched between my guys.

"I do love you, Ana," Rafe murmurs, rubbing my cheek. That's when I realize he's been sending it through the bond.

Vik teases my clit. I come violently and with no warning. Rafe pulls free of my mouth as I sob incoherently.

"Damn, princess," Vik moans. "I'm gonna fill that tight little pussy up. Spill every drop of my seed as deep as I can get inside you."

I pull Rafe back to my mouth as Vik grabs my right wrist. "I'm gonna bite you now," he warns.

"Feeling your pleasure…" Rafe growls. "It's too much. I'm coming."

Vik strikes as his cock explodes inside me. Wolfe spits a bunch of curse words that don't make sense as he swells inside my ass. Rafe spills sticky cum on my tongue, and maybe I'm coming again or maybe I'm still coming. I have no clue.

All I know is, as the bond settles into place I'm completely fucking content and thoroughly satisfied. I've claimed all my alphas.

We fuck and cuddle the next several hours away. Vik and Wolfe sneak out while I'm drawing random patterns on Rafe's chest. I know something is up when they come in with a bunch of boxes.

"What's this?" I ask, sitting up. I feel like such a cliché omega, but my stomach flutters with excitement.

"Courting gifts," Rafe says, putting his glasses on.

"We're already bonded," I say, laughing and shaking my head.

"Yeah, sorry, doll. We're a little behind," Wolfe says, placing a box in my lap.

"That's okay," I assure him. "Can I open it?"

"That's the idea," Vik says, chuckling.

I rip into it and squeal. It's filled with clothes. I pull out several comfy sweater dresses. They're practically all Evie wears and she gifted me a few when we first started hanging out.

"They're my size," I whimper. "Thank you!"

"Keep going," Rafe says, kissing my cheek.

I dig in the box and there are several sets of bras and underwear, a soft fluffy scarf, and a few t-shirts.

"I love it," I tell them truthfully.

"Moving on," Vik says, placing a giant box on the top step. "It's too heavy for you to hold."

I'm in one of Rafe's t-shirts, but I'm sure I flash them all as I scramble to the box. Vik unfolds the top and a strangled gasp escapes as I get a look at what's inside.

"You didn't," I whisper.

"We did," Vik says, brushing his thumb over my cheek.

I pull out the photo album on top and sob like a lunatic when I see the pictures of my mom holding me as a baby.

"Thank you," I whisper, looking between the three of them. "I never let myself hope that any of this was saved."

Rafe sends pure comfort in the bond. Wolfe smiles, but his arms are crossed over his chest and he looks a little pouty.

"The gifts are from all of us," Vik says, bumping his shoulder against Wolfe's.

"I would have gotten them for you if I'd been there," Wolfe grumbles.

I laugh. "I know, and thank you."

"There are a couple more," Vik says, holding out a small box. It has a lift-off lid. Inside are all the letters my mother wrote me and gave me on each birthday. One each year until she died.

I immediately close the box as my head falls back. I look at the ceiling as tears run down the sides of my face.

"What's wrong?" Wolfe asks.

"Nothing," I assure them. "I didn't want to cry on them."

"It's okay," Rafe says, pulling me into his chest. He holds me, pouring comfort and steady strength through the bond as I try not to sob.

"Okay, no more emotional stuff today," Vik says, giving me the last box.

I take it and inside are more clothes and on the side is an envelope. I open it and frown.

"We know how particular women can be about clothes," Wolfe says, chuckling. "We had Evie help with some, but there should be enough in there to get you started on a decent wardrobe."

"Thank you," I say, checking out all the stores they got gift cards to.

"Once things settle down, we'll take you shopping," Vik says, giving me a soft smile.

"Yeah, dollface," Wolfe says, nodding to the gift cards. "And you can give us all a nice little fashion show after you hit the lingerie stores."

I laugh, shaking my head. "Not a problem. Thank you. This was more than I ever expected."

"You deserve all this and more," Rafe says, kissing my temple.