Page 77 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Anastasia makes a sound between a moan and a laugh.

My head pops up to find Wolfe on his side with Ana lying with her back to his front.

Wolfe has a hand in her panties and I groan, not just at the overwhelming scent of her arousal in the air, either.

I'm pretty sure no sex for two or three days was on Wolfe's discharge paperwork.

"Do you want a brain bleed?" I ask, leaning over Wolfe's shoulder to check out the very squirmy Anastasia.

"Shit," Ana hisses, slapping Wolfe's hand away. "You're in trouble. Did you know that getting busy is on the list of things not to do?"

"I didn't read the paperwork," Wolfe muses, grinding his cock against her ass. "But I have had a concussion before."

"So you did," Anastasia grumbles, sounding totally indignant.

Wolfe shrugs. "This one isn't even that severe. I only blacked out for a minute or two. That fucking sneaky bastard. I came around the edge of the house, watching the woods, and he got me in the back of the head like a total coward."

Anastasia rolls to face him. "I'm so freaking glad you're okay."

"We all are," I say, squeezing his shoulder.

They kiss.

I groan. "The bond is wild. I'm pretty sure getting hit with arousal from both of you is what woke me up."

"Or the fact Ana isn't very quiet when she's about to come." Wolfe laughs.

Ana gives me a frisky grin. "Yeah, he definitely left the job unfinished…" The next thing I know she's climbing over Wolfe and settling on top of me. Her cold hands tease my sweatpants down and my half-hard cock bounces out.

"This is not fair," Wolfe grumbles, rolling to face us. He groans, clutching at his forehead. "Yeah, that shit sucks." The tattoos on his chest and arms move as he swipes a hand over his face.

"Sorry," Ana says, working my cock with her hand.

"You could be doing that to me," Wolfe complains. "That's not sex… I see who your favorite is."

Anastasia laughs. "You're cute when you're pouting."

"I'm pretty sure an orgasm would give me all-natural pain relief," he says, resting his head on his palm as he lies facing us.

"I have no intention of damaging your brain," Ana whimpers as she slides down my thick length. "Surprisingly enough, you successfully won me over along the way. I quite love you, Wolfe Alexander.”

"Aww, shit," Wolfe groans. "I love you, too, doll." He slides his sweats down and wraps his hand around his cock, but my interest is absolutely on Anastasia. She finally pulls the sleep shirt off over her head as my hands land on her hips.

Her eyes meet mine. The smile she gives me makes my heart throb.

"I love you," she whispers, staring straight into my eyes.

My hand flies up, palming the back of her head. "And I love you, Ana."

She leans close, nuzzling her cheek to mine and grinding over my cock. I bite my lip for dear life to focus on something other than the feel of her warm heat wrapped around me. That and her declaration of love have me too close to the edge.

Ana pushes up until she's kneeling. The look of erotic bliss on her face and the way her hair falls around her makes me growl. It's hard to fathom that I get to build a life with this woman.

"Fucking concussion," Wolfe complains. "I want to be participating, too."

"You definitely got her nice and slick for me," I muse, watching her tits bounce as she tightens over my throbbing length.

There's a strange ache in my chest and my eyes meet Anastasia's.

She glances toward the door with a frown. "Vik…"

I'm not sure if he was on his way in before or if Ana summoned him with the bond. I know instantly there's something wrong. The look on his face is… Damn, I don't even have words to describe it. He crawls into the nest and ends up between my legs behind Anastasia.

"Are you ok—" she starts, but Vik quiets her by shoving his mouth to hers.

"I need you, princess," Vik murmurs as they pull back, heaving for breath.

"Okay," Anastasia agrees.

"Here," I offer, trying to lift Ana off my cock. It's the last thing I want to do, but Vik looks so goddamn broken that I know it's the right thing to do.

"No!" Vik barks.

"Damn, are you—" Wolfe starts, but Vik cuts him off.

"Can we both fuck your pussy, princess?" Vik asks, kissing along Ana's jaw.

"I've never done that," Ana says, stretching an arm back and wrapping it around his neck. "But I'm willing to give it a try."

"Thank you," Vik growls. "Down on his chest."

Anastasia leans forward until her tits are slammed against my chest. I slide a hand between us to play with her clit.

Wolfe did most of the prep work before I was awake, but this is definitely going to be a tight fit.

I'm a little afraid to try it without the heat haze to spur us on.

There's something in omega biology that helps transform pain into pleasure, especially during a heat.

Vik teases a finger inside Ana. My eyes clamp closed. That's extremely fucking weird.

"We're going to wreck your sweet little pussy," Vik growls, adding another finger. It's incredibly intense. "Say 'yes, Daddy'."

"Yes, Daddy," Ana moans out the words.

Wolfe scoots down the mattress so he's got a front-row view of everything going on. He turns toward us and watches intently.

"I thought we might need lube," Vik growls, licking Anastasia's neck. "But you're absolutely dripping for us, dirty girl."

Ana whimpers, burying her face in my neck. "That's unreal."

Vik continues to flex his fingers. He moves them to the side of my cock and the feel is completely different from when they were on opposite sides.

It really shows just how tight of a fit it's going to be.

I know he's upset about something, but that's no excuse if it could cause her pain or discomfort.

Anastasia's perfume hits the air. She moans. The sound doesn't indicate pain, not even close.

I'm grateful, considering how snug the fit is already. I continue to tease her clit as her eyes meet mine. She gives me a lop-sided smile that makes my pulse race. She's absolutely adorable, and she's going to be mine forever. It still blows me away how lucky we got.

I'm busy focusing on anything else I can think of to keep from coming too quickly and ruining the moment.

"Holy fuck," I groan as Vik flexes his fingers. "I'm not sure I can last like this. The fit is unreal."

"Is it weird?" Wolfe asks, leaning over and pulling Ana's mouth to his. They share a filthy kiss that has her coating my knot and balls in her slick. "Cause the image is dirty as fuck. Hot, but yeah… it kinda looks like Vik's giving you a hand job inside Ana's cunt. That's impressive."

"Are you good, sweet girl?" Vik asks, finally pulling his fingers free.

"Yes; fuck me, Daddy," Ana whines. My cock jumps. It's seriously not even my kink, but damn it really is hot coming from her lips. Vik covers his cock in Anastasia's slick and thrusts.