Page 227 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
That’s not a very sexy thought.
Then again, he did carry me from the shower and hold me up with no problem.
Is it possible for someone to carry more than their body weight?
“Whatcha doing?” he asks, tilting his head and studying me.
What the hellamI doing?
I’m achy and desperate, but I’m more coherent than I should be at this stage. Usually all thoughts outside of being rutted disappear pretty quickly once a wave starts.
“Come on,” he says, gently gripping my arm and pulling me toward him.
My boobs land on his chest. I blush. I don’t even know why.
He helps me maneuver until I’m straddling him. I push up on my knees, trying to keep my weight off him, but his hands land on my hips. He pulls me down, grinding my slippery core over his impressive length.
“Yeah, like this. God, you’re so slick.” His huge hands cup my ass and he teases his fingers lower. “You know you’re in control, right?”
“I don’t really like being the one to make decisions,” I whisper, leaning down and burying my face in his throat. I’m not sure why I’m self-conscious, but it seems to have gotten worse over the years, not better.
“You’re the one who pushed me down. I’m not going to lie, it was surprising, but I really dug it.” Oliver chuckles. “I’m all for you taking the lead. I haven’t taken part in a heat before.”
“You’ve never been with an omega?” I push up so I can look at him again.
My eyebrows raise as I watch him to see if I can pick up any dishonesty.
Wow, way to be rude and put him on the spot.
Ben destroyed my trust to the point it’s hard to believe anyone with a dick. But it’s also not fair to treat Oliver with mistrust due to someone else’s actions.
“I’ve only tried sex a few times,” he says, his eyes darting away. “I’m not sure why I said that. I gave myself a stern peptalk last night about the importance of not being embarrassing.” He shrugs. “But it is the truth.”
My nipples ache painfully as I study him. He looks a little miserable. His hard cock is buried between my thighs and I’m dripping slick.
“I’ve only been with one person,” I confess, running my nails over his pecs. “I’m nervous too, but I like you.”
Oliver surprises me by rolling us. His hand cups my head and I feel quite safe and protected as my back hits the nest mattress. The fog gets so heavy it’s hard to concentrate on anything except the way his hard body presses against mine.
My legs wrap around his ass as he grinds his cock against my pussy and kisses the hell out of me. His fingers are soft as they tease over my cheek.
I think I’m obsessed with how cherished it makes me feel. His vetiver scent is heavy in the air, and every time I gasp a breath between kisses, it only makes me foggier.
If I had a choice, I’d want to be completely clear for our first time together, but it’s impossible to fight my impulses right now.
His hand wraps in my hair and tilts my head to the side. I blink up at him, unsure what to expect next, but my heart races as my anticipation grows.
He pecks a final kiss on my lips. I try to follow his mouth, but he’s got other plans. He moves to lick down my neck, and since I’m not expecting it, I lunge for him again.
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.
