Page 55 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
She chokes. "You can't give me a business."
"Yes, we absolutely can. Reynolds, you met him on your first day here. His wife runs the gift shop and has since my fathers took over, but she recently expressed her desire to cut back her hours. Honestly, I think they're both ready to retire." I study her beautiful face. "Unless you don't want to work. You wouldn't have to."
She tilts her head, kissing my jaw. "You're a very sweet man."
My chest vibrates with a ragged purr, and I stare down at it in shock. She spins around and wraps her arms under my jacket. Her head falls to rest on my chest, and I start to feel a bit high asI drink down her pheromones. Her hands clutch at my back, and she slowly pats my lats, down to my ass.
"Holy crap," she murmurs, blinking up at me shyly. "You've got muscles everywhere."
My nostrils flare as her perfume comes out in full force. Christ, she'sveryclose to her heat. I bend down, kissing her soft lips. I'm unsure which one of us acts first, or how exactly it happens, but the next thing I know Evie is wrapped around my torso, and my hand is firmly planted on her ass.
"It was chilly," she says, wiggling against my chest. Her mouth latches onto my throat as her tongue flicks over my skin. "But I'm really hot all of a sudden. Did you turn the heat on?"
My cock literally pulses at the feeling of her warm, wet tongue on my flesh. "No, sweetheart. I think you're having a wave."
Evie pops off my neck and stares into my eyes. "I do feel kind of achy." She sounds panicked.
"No need to worry," I murmur against her cheek. "I'll take care of you until I can get you to the others. Can I carry you, or should I put you down?"
Evie glances around. "This room is very open." She shoves her face into my neck. "And it was a very long walk to get here…"
"All right," I coo. "Let's take this into the office. We'll settle this wave and go from there."
Evie wraps her legs tighter around my frame as I head for the couch in the office. I'd fuck her right here against the wall of windows, but I didn't have the foresight to turn off the security cameras, and I'm definitely not letting anyone else see her like this.
Come to think of it, if she wants to be fucked in front of the glass we can do it in our living room.
I'm not taking the chance someone might be out for a stroll. Despite the snow and freezing temperatures it's not worth the risk.
We make it into the office, and I yank off my jacket, tossing it aside. Evie's chest heaves as I place myself down on the sofa and pull her to sit in my lap. She cuddles in close to my neck, but grinds her hips like she's desperate for more than a snuggle.
"Do you need to be taken care of, little omega?” I ask.
Evie nods frantically. "I need you," she begs. "It hurts."
I frown. I hate the idea of her hurting, but I wasn't planning on sex tonight. The wave of heat is complicating matters.
"How about I make you come and we see if that settles the wave?" I ask.
My brain is a mess of alpha fog. My knot throbs in time with my pulse and my teeth ache to bite her. This is why it's so hard for alphas to ride out a heat with a compatible omega without bonding. Instincts are ridiculously hard to battle against, especially when the fog takes over.
Evie shimmies out of her panties so fast all I can do is blink. She kneels over me and stares into my eyes as she pulls my mouth to hers. Her candied apple scent is so potent it's all my brain can seem to process.
My mind is obsessed. Mount, rut, breed, claim… over and over again on a loop.
My hands slide up under her dress, ripping it off and tossing it next to us on the sofa. Her tits spill from her lacy bra, and I groan.
Her tiny hands shake as she tries to loosen my belt. My hands clasp hers.
Fuck. Am I really going to let things go this far on what amounts to a first date?
A first date for betas means nothing to us. Alphas and omegas end up rutting and bonding before names are exchanged.
Okay, I'm trying a little too hard to justify my actions.
Evie scoots down, kneeling between my spread thighs while I'm still arguingwith myself.Her hands work my belt open and manage to get my jeans undone and mostly down my thighs. My head falls back.
"Lift up," she snarls, in an adorable impersonation of an alpha. I listen like I'm the fucking omega. Evie's cold hand wraps around my cock as soon as it bobs free of my boxer briefs.
