Page 248 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
Carver chuckles. “Such a grumbly little omega. Hey, Mel, will you go out on a date with me once your heat is over?”
“What?”
“I asked you out on a date. Apparently I’m growing old-fashioned in my old age, and I don’t want to stick my cock inside you until I have the chance to get to know you,” Carver says.
Melody nods and they kiss.
I frown. I wanted that chance too, but plans and intentions go out the window when an omega goes into heat.
“Fuck her nice and deep for me,” Carver says, stretching out on his side next to her.
“You ready for me, gorgeous?”
“Please?” Melody begs.
I crawl over her, wrapping my hand around her head. I stare at her beautiful face as I shove my tongue in her mouth. I don’t usually keep my eyes open during a kiss, but she’s so fucking pretty that I need to see every expression she makes. Her hands twine around my neck as she runs her fingers through my hair.
My cock notches at her opening and I thrust with no further warning. Her eyes pop open as she gasps. Her pupils are huge round saucers.
Goddamn, her slick heat feels like heaven.
I’m already in deep shit because my chest feels warm and tight as our eyes meet.
“He teased me too much,” she whispers. “Knot me, please, Nik?”
“Anything for you.” I pull back and slam my knot inside her then bring her thighs over mine, so Carver has access to her too. He spent the last several hours meeting her needs. I’m not generally self-aware enough to recognize my faults, but it would be uncharacteristically awful of me to keep her from him now.
I barely pull my eyes from Melody’s beautiful face, but I manage it.
Barely, but it counts.
I nod from Carver to Melody.
“Fuck.” He shakes his head, leaning close and sucking her nipple as he jerks his cock. “I guess I’m joining the fuck-fest.”
“Rut,” Melody begs, catching my attention.
“I’ve got you.” I wink. Her pheromones flood the air, and that’s the last coherent thought I have for a while.
I wake up slowly.
It’s one of those sleeps where I slept so damn good I have no idea who I am or even what year it is. There’s a very soft nude female form wrapped around mine. I glance around for Miller and Carver. They were both in the open nest with us when I fell asleep. I vaguely remember Miller crawling in and joining us, but they’re both gone now.
Melody grunts, snuggling closer to my chest, and a full-face grin takes over. Her hair is wild and sticks up everywhere. I wiggle my chin against the top of her head, trying to get her hair to stop tickling my mouth.
My hand flexes on her ass, and I pull her over on top of me. She’s much cooler this morning, and her scent isn’t nearly as thick.
“Hey,” she mumbles sleepily.
“How are you feeling?” I run my hand over the back of her head.
“Like I need a shower and a big breakfast,” she says, shaking her head. Her cheeks are pink and she looks embarrassed by her admission.
I squeeze her ass while my other hand brings her face close to mine. “Would you be open to company during your shower?”
“I mean, don’t you have to get back to work now that my heat is over?”
“You still need aftercare,” I murmur, brushing my lips over her forehead. “The cramps haven’t started yet?”
