Page 96 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus (The Exchange)

Chapter Ten

Oliver

“Ouch,” Melody grumbles as her chin connects with my eye. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

“Shit, are you okay? I can’t see a lot without my glasses,” I say at the exact same time.

I’m pretty sure she just gave me a black eye.

My shoulders puff up with pride.

I just got my first sex-related injury.

“That was on me,” I admit. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, I’m good.”

“Let’s try this again,” I suggest.

“Please.” She nods wildly.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur. My tongue flicks down her neck as one of my thumbs brushes over her tight pink nipple.

“Thank you,” she says. “But I’m honestly fighting the urge to wrap my hand in your curls and shove you toward . . .”

I chuckle, shaking my head. I’d be fine if she did.

“You’re so much taller than I am that I think that might be impossible,” she mutters.

“We can make it work.” I rake my teeth over the curve of her breast and pinch her other nipple. She bows toward me. It makes me grin against her skin as she wiggles against my pelvis.

The fog slides in, growing thicker, and everything feels hazy as she claws at my back and shoulders.

A string of mostly incoherent begging spills from her lips as I flick my tongue over her nipple and gently bite her tit.

“Holy shit,” she moans. “You should do that to my clit.”

“I need you to tell me if I do anything you don’t like,” I say, pushing up to look at her.

“I will. I promise,” she whimpers. “I don’t like that you’re not inside me. You should do that now. It will make me very happy, and I’ll love it.”

“You’re really fucking cute.” I give her other nipple a quick suck before licking and kissing my way down.

She moans as my stubble tickles across her hip bone. I scoot back until I’m kneeling and give her a playful smile.

I have no idea when her fingers ended up buried in her pussy. I wrap my hand around her wrist and bring them to my mouth, grinning the entire time.

“Fuck,” I groan, noticing the line of slick that links her hand to her pussy.

God, it’s almost too much.

A low growl escapes as I lap at her small fingers. She tastes like sweet vanilla cream with tinges of coconut. “Fuck, Mel. It’s like I can’t get enough.”

I guide her hand back down, flicking her digits through her drenched lower lips and bringing them to my mouth again.

“I need you,” she sobs as her free arm falls to cup her soft lower stomach.

My eyes widen.

I need backup right now. Where the hell are Nik and Miller? They’re both way more experienced than I am. At least Nik is. Miller has ten years of life experience on me too.

“I’m twenty-four,” I tell her, tilting my head to study her face.

“I’m twenty-six,” she replies, but she’s in pain. It’s clear enough from her tone. “I don’t mind if you don’t.”

“It’s two years,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re hardly robbing the cradle. Nik and Miller on the other hand . . .”

“Oliver,” she whines.

I’m still frozen, holding her wrist.

My mind races through possibilities.

Do I slam my dick inside her?

What if that’s not what she’s asking for and I manage to hurt her?

They say alphas on the edge of going feral can disregard logical sense.

Why would they leave me alone with a fertile omega in heat? I could bite her or slip into rut.

“Try licking directly from the source,” Nik says, crawling into the nest like I summoned him with my thoughts.

“Yes, that’s what you should do,” Melody agrees, nodding wildly. “It hurts, Oliver. I need you, or both of you? That’s okay too. Actually I prefer that idea. I need you both now!”

“You’re still forming coherent sentences,” Nik says, pulling off his belt. “That’s good. Are you sure you’re okay with more than one of us being in the nest at a time?”

“Yes.” She stretches out her free hand for him.

I dive down, wrapping my arms under her ass, and bury my face in her puffy pink pussy. She’s bare of any hair, but I wouldn’t mind if she wasn’t.

“You’re okay,” Nik coos to Mel. He pulls off his shirt, tossing it behind him. He goes on to remove his pants and stretches out next to us. “Let me soothe you.” He brings his chest close enough to Melody’s face that she can hear his purr and likely feel it vibrate against her cheek.

I flick my tongue over her clit and revel in the taste of her pussy, but I’m not the expert. I’d really love some advice on how not to embarrass myself.

My eyes fly to Nik’s.

He nods in response.

“I feel like I’m on the verge of having a very unladylike fit if someone doesn’t make me come,” she grumbles.

Nik smirks dangerously. “Shh, let your alphas use your tight little body until you collapse from all the pleasure.”

“God yes, do that,” Mel whines, burying her hand in my hair.

She shoves my face in her sex. The snarl that escapes my chest only makes her wetter, which happens to be awful for my paper-thin self-control.

“Let’s see if we can give you some direction,” Nik says, chuckling darkly. “Lean up for me just a bit, gorgeous.”

He helps lean Mel up until her heavy tits pull into teardrops. His tattooed hand wraps around her left breast and he smirks at me.

“Watch and do the same to her clit,” he instructs. He purposely gives me a good view as he slides his tongue around her nipple keeping his face out of the way. His arm keeps her upright as she flails.

I shake away the fog. It’s hard to focus, but I’m supposed to be doing the same except to her cunt.

My cock aches painfully as I grind against the nest mattress. I pull her plump pussy apart even further, but this close I can see her tight little hole clenching around nothing.

I do my best to follow Nik’s instructions, but alpha fog is a bitch to fight, and with Melody’s scent all over my face, it’s impossible to stay clear.