Page 78 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Anastasia

The sound that comes out of my mouth is reminiscent of a dying cat. I mean, I've never heard a cat die, but that's what I imagine it would sound like.

Spots form in my vision as I suck in a ragged breath.

My nails rake over Rafe's chest as I try to figure out if I'm okay.

Vik doesn't move. He runs his hand over my back and kisses my shoulder as Rafe teases my clit with firmer pressure.

Wolfe should be resting, but he cups my left tit and flicks his fingers over my tight nipple.

They all send peace and comfort through the bond, but my body isn't sure what to make of any of this.

"Make her come," Wolfe suggests.

"I-I'm actually afraid that might make her tighter," Rafe groans. "Which would not be good at this point."

I push myself up a bit and my head falls back against Vik's chest. "You should move. Please, for the love of God… Move!"

Vik nods and carefully pulls out a few inches before pushing back in even deeper this time. They're so thick it feels like I'm taking a cock-length knot. Hell, I don't know if that even makes sense outside of my head, but it's starting to feel incredible.

I rise on my knees and fall over their dicks. Poor Rafe is pretty well trapped between us, but from the look of agonized pleasure on his face it's pretty clear he doesn't mind.

"That's crazy," I whimper as Rafe pinches my clit.

"I love you so fucking much," Wolfe groans. My eyes fly to him. He's jerking his cock and staring in awe at where their dicks disappear inside me.

My tits bounce as I practice trying to ride Rafe while Vik works me over.

Every nerve ending in my body is alive with desire and passion.

Wolfe continues to tease my nipple as Rafe pinches my clit.

It sends me over the edge. My face falls to Rafe's pec.

I sob as I tighten over their pulsing cocks.

The jolts of pleasure are almost painful.

"I'm done for," Rafe growls. The muscles of his neck and shoulders are tight with tension. He bends his head and pulls my mouth to his. I whine into the kiss.

"Fuck yes, sweet girl. Milk Daddy's cock," Vik moans against my shoulder. The sound does indescribable things to my system. I'm so slick, each thrust makes a wet sound. "We're going to fuck you full of our cum. Breed you over and over again."

Vik licks over Wolfe's bite mark. I don't know which way is up as I convulse around their shafts. It's all pressure and unbelievable pleasure.

"Fucking hell, Ana," Rafe groans.

I realize I've been biting his lower lip.

"Shit," I whisper, licking over the bite. "I'm sorry."

"No," Rafe says, pecking a kiss on my lips. "Don't apologize. I just came harder than I have in my entire life."

"Me too," Vik groans, finally pulling free of my pussy. He moves down the bed and takes a seat.

"Goddamn, that was hot," Wolfe adds, still stroking his cock. "Wanna go for the trifecta?"

My chest heaves as Rafe scoots us further away from Wolfe. He lifts me off his still-hard cock and places me between the two of them.

"Scoot closer to him," Rafe suggests, teasing my shoulder with a scrape of his teeth and a lick of his naughty tongue. I do as he says.

Wolfe pulls my leg over his hip and growls. He's staring right at my pussy which is currently leaking cum all over. He tilts my hip and points the tip of his cock right at my opening. I shake as Rafe cups my tit and Wolfe works the head of his cock against my swollen clit.

"I told you I'd paint you in my cum," Wolfe growls, taking my mouth. "Fuck, I can feel you clenching. Are you desperate for me, doll? You want me to blow my load inside your tight little hole?"

"Yes," I sob.

He shoves the head of his cock just barely inside me, working the rest of his shaft with his hand. My fingers fall to rub my clit as Rafe's warm breath fans over my neck. I really am thirsty for his dick. I tilt my hips, wiggling down to take more.

"You're hungry for every inch." Wolfe chuckles darkly. "Goddamn, Ana. I've never felt anything like you. You're working me off so good. You've got a needy little pussy. Do you want more?"

I nod wildly.

"Beg for it."

I growl. It's a pathetically weak growl in comparison to theirs, but I roll over on top of Wolfe. He's right, I am needy for him and all of his impressive cock, and I'm not in the mood to beg.

My nipples tingle in the cool air. I tease my clit as I spread my legs, falling down over his length.

"Yeah, I'm about three seconds away from coming a motherfucking river," Wolfe groans. His hands land on my hips, helping me work him over.

The way his muscles flex and the look on his face send me over the edge. Rafe leans over, sucking my right nipple into his mouth as I combust.

"Come for us, princess," Vik growls. He appears on my left side, flicking his tongue over my nipple before biting my tender flesh.

I freeze, shaking and tightening. Wolfe slams me down, using his hold on my hips to grind me over him as deep as he can go. He thickens almost impossibly hard. It makes me whimper as my body accommodates his swelling girth.

"Fuck, baby," Wolfe moans. "Such a dirty girl. Letting all of us pump you full of our cum. Goddamn, you've got no idea how badly I want to fuck you full of my baby."

"That'll give a whole new meaning to Daddy," Vik murmurs, teasing my torso with his beard. I laugh, shaking my head and trying to feel him out in the bond. I'm not sure what happened before he came into the nest… but I'm going to find out, and I'm really afraid it was bad news.

Vik helps me climb off Wolfe and tosses me down on the nest mattress. I bounce as my tits jiggle.

The next thing I know, Vik is hovering over me and kissing the hell out of me. My hand lands on his neck, tenderly rubbing and trying to give him comfort.

"Let's just keep all this in here," Vik growls against my cheek as he shoves two fingers deep inside my cunt. "Are you tender, princess?"

His thumb brushes over my aching clit and I bow up off the mattress. "No, Daddy."

"Ask me sweetly," Vik murmurs, pecking a kiss on my lips.

I huff.

"Princess," Vik barks, teasing my clit.

I squint up at him, and he chuckles. It isn't until he pulls his fingers free that I panic.

I yank him back with my hold on his shoulders.

"Please finger-fuck me?" I try. I really have no idea which particular words he wants to hear this time.

The bond pulses with his amusement and satisfaction.

"Close, but I think you can do better." Vik quirks an eyebrow at me.

"Please, Daddy. I need you to fuck your cum back inside me," I whisper. My eyes squeeze shut.

Vik nuzzles his cheek to mine. "That's a good, sweet girl. You're absolutely perfect for us, princess."

I beam.

Vik pulls back until he's kneeling over my thighs. He works his fingers inside me as his thumb teases my clit. His other hand lands on my lower stomach and soon I'm a begging, sobbing mess.

"Come hard all over my hand," Vik growls. "Let's make sure that primed cervix of yours soaks up all our cum. Come for Daddy."

And I do. I shake, shatter, and tighten around Vik's thick fingers. My nails dig into his skin as I lose all control.

"Oh, God. Please don't stop," I beg. "Finger-fuck me harder, Daddy."

"That's so hot," Wolfe says in a wistful tone. "I think I might like it if you call me Daddy, too."

Vik growls low, but it's a playful sound.

I have no idea how he does it, but it always intensifies my pleasure when he pushes down at the top of my pelvis. Maybe it's the feeling of being trapped under his strong hold? But I don't think so.

I think Vik is just pure big-dick magic. His big dick energy is so potent it apparently transfers to his magic hands. I giggle as I come down from my orgasm.

I think I'm dick drunk. Or cum wasted. Hell, I've got no clue. I just know I'm really freaking ecstatic I ended up where I did. I can't even imagine life without my guys.

Rafe heads down to talk to the owners of the lodge and meet with Reynolds and his wife. Apparently, they own the house we stayed in and they definitely need to be updated on what happened there. Luckily, there was no blood inside or damage to the house, so hopefully they won't be too upset.

Vik and I get Wolfe settled into his bed. He needs some solid rest. I shouldn't even have fucked him, but in my defense… the fog got me. It wasn't even a thought in my mind.

Vik carries me to his bathroom and starts the shower.

"Do you think you could leave so I could clean up?" I ask, but I already know it's futile.

Vik scoffs. His long, thick cock sways as he turns to face me. I roll my eyes and drop down on the toilet with very little modesty.

"Could you grab me a hair tie?" I ask, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

"You're cute," Vik says, shaking his head.

"I know what you're doing, but I'll give it to you this time.

" He heads out into his bedroom to grab one.

I pee as fast as humanly possible, and I'm just finishing cleaning up when he comes back in.

I flush and head to wash my hands as he frames my back.

He tenderly pulls up my mass of blonde hair before I'm even done washing my hands.

I don't bother drying them as he guides me over to the shower and helps me inside.

He looks so despondent. It's absolutely killing me.

"What's bothering you?" I ask as he soaps up my back and ass.

Vik shudders out a breath. "Soren and Keeley are dead. Steele and Merrick aren't in great shape, but they'll live."

"What?" I hiss. My stomach drops. I spin around to face him. "Are you sure?"

He gives a nod. "I spoke to Merrick…"

"Ohmigod, Vik. I'm so sorry…"

Vik's jaw is tighter than I've ever seen it. "It is what it is," he says, rubbing his cheek against mine. "That type of lifestyle always catches up."

I bite my cheek, but the tears still fall. Maybe Soren I could understand because he's been a part of that violent mafia world… But Keeley? God, she seemed so soft and gentle.