Page 274 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
“I thought I should wait until after seeing the doctor tomorrow before...” She sighs. “I won’t lie. I don’t want to have that conversation. I know he’s not going to be happy.”
I twist toward her, sliding my free hand around her throat and up to turn her to face me fully. She gasps as I brush the fingers of my other hand over her panties. It gives me the perfect opportunity to shove my tongue into her mouth.
She tastes sweet like the soda she’s been drinking. That’s just Melody. She’s always fucking delicious. My blood pumps through my system with staggering force. I’ve never felt as out of control as I feel when Melody claws at my shoulders. I’ve been a goddamn saint at being patient.
“You smell electric to me,” Melody whimpers as we pull back. “I’ve never had an attraction to a betas scent before. Not like I’m drawn to you. I didn’t mean that how it sounded.” She stares into my eyes, running her fingers over the back of my neck. “I just meant I really like you.”
I give her lower lips a little squeeze between my fingers and she spreads her legs wider.
“I like you, too, sweetheart,” I assure her, grinning against her cheek. “Ready to get out of here?”
“Yeah.”
“I paid while you two werepreoccupied,” Oliver adds, laughing.
Melody’s phone lights up with the dicks picture again. I don’t hesitate to swipe my finger to decline the call.
Mel gives me a relieved smile. “Thank you.”
Melody seems very sheepish once we’re all in the hotel room together. Maybe I am a presumptuous dick. She’s only been with her asshole ex before her latest heat. Who knows where her head is at?
Oliver drops his suitcase in the armchair and immediately starts digging in it. “I’m going to hop in the shower if neither of you need the bathroom.”
“I’m good,” Melody says, kicking off her shoes as she pulls off the black leather jacket.
Oliver looks at me. I shake my head to clarify I don’t need it either. He nods and aims for the shower while my focus is on the fidgety little omega. I’m not sure why she’s so damn cute as she darts her gaze around like she’s trying to find anything else to focus on.
I pull off my shirt and kick my unlaced boots in the corner before prowling toward my prey. She’s been lightly perfuming since our kiss in the restaurant, which Oliver quietly muttered to me as we dug the bags out of the cargo area of the SUV.
It’s not like I could miss the fact. My nose might not be as sensitive as an alpha’s, and she might not be flooding the air the way she did during her heat, but it’s clear.
She wants me just as badly as I want her. That’s a goddamn good feeling. I’ve never been one of those betas who wanted to be an alpha. I don’t think a fancy cock defines the man, nor my ability to provide for my family.
Mel turns to drop her earrings on the television stand. My hands land on her hips as I grind against her ass.
“Would you like help removing the necklace?” I ask against the shell of her ear.
She gives a clipped nod as she wiggles against my chest. Her dress feels silky against my forearms as her sweet vanilla and coconut scent fills the air. I make my way up to undo the necklace Nik bought her and bring her hair to the side. I nip at her neck before making quick work of the clasp. I set it next to her earrings before working down her zipper.
My hands land back on her luscious hips.
I’ve dreamed about all the ways I’d fuck her if I got the chance, but I’m trying to hold onto the shreds of my sanity that I have left.
Mel whimpers, baring her neck as she curves forward. My teeth scratch over her throat as my arm wraps around her middle to keep her upright.
I turn her and sidestep a few feet. This way she has a perfect view of everything I do to her in the mirror.
Her eyes sparkle as they meet mine. My cock aches, but it’s that weird, warm feeling that radiates in my chest as she grins at me that makes me nervous. Her puffy lips part gently as I undo my belt and toss it aside while I tease my other hand over her stomach and lower toward her pelvis. Apparently I’m on my game with multitasking tonight.
She’s so damn short in comparison to my frame that I can perfectly see down the front of her dress. She really does have a nice pair of tits.
“I’ve got to admit, I’ve never had a thing for wanting to fuck a pregnant chick.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “Not until you. I’ve developed a slight fascination to the fact you’re growing a fucking life inside your body.”
I slip my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pinch her pussy lips.
“Carver,” she whimpers.
I smirk against her shoulder, brushing my beard over her skin. She trembles in response. I use my teeth to grip the strap of her dress and pull until it falls down her arm.
