Page 72 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
"You'll need to tell me if this hurts," I say.
"I will," she whimpers against Luke's mouth. His fingers flick over her clit as he licks her neck. He gives me a look that saysget on with it.
Why am I procrastinating?Because it's Evie and you actually care about her.I line myself up and thrust gently into her tight pucker.
"Fucking hell," I groan. I think this would be utterly impossible if Luke was already inside her. How the hell did she manage Luke and Connor?
Evie whines against Luke's chest, and I freeze.
"Don't you dare stop," Evie snaps. "You're not hurting me."
Luke holds her up as she wiggles against his chest. "She's dripping all over my cock," he groans.
She grinds her slick little cunt over the base of his shaft. His cock is trapped between them and its dripping pre-cum all over his lower stomach.
"I think you're good," he says.
My strokes are shallow and careful. Evie's begging moans get more insistent by the second, and it gives me the confidence I need to work myself in until my knot hits her cheeks.
"Hell, lass," I groan once I'm fully seated.
Luke's mouth pops off her nipple, and he smirks. "Ready for me, baby girl?"
"Get on with it," I growl as her ass clenches around my cock. Now would be a terrible time to embarrass myself.
Luke stretches back. Gripping his cock in one hand, he helps lift Evie just a bit so he can position at her opening. Evie's chest is heaving, and she begs.
"Goddamn," Luke hisses as his cock slips inside her. "You'redripping."
I can't see as well as I'd like, but the scent of her perfume is so heavy in the air that I have no trouble believing his words are true. The pressure becomes unreal, and he's barely inside her. Everly's hands land on Luke's chest, and she drops down, spreading her knees and spearing herself on his cock.
Various gasps and moans fill the air.
Luke's eyes meet mine, and he smirks. "Make her scream." His hands fall to her hips, and he guides her to grind over his length.
My hands fall to her waist, and I test my ability to do exactly that. It takes a while, but eventually we manage the perfect rhythm.
Luke growls; he wraps a hand in her hair and pulls her mouth to his. He teases her clit and her body contracts in powerful waves that take my breath away.
"Hell, yeah," Luke hisses. "Gush all over me, sweetheart."
Evie comes, screaming out her release. Luke and I continue working her tight little body, and soon she's a begging puddle against his chest. Each of her orgasms ratchets my pleasure higher.
"Can I knot your ass, lass?" I growl, wrapping an arm around her middle and pulling her back into my chest.
Evie writhes against me. "Yes," she begs.
Luke's eyes get wide.
"Lean down, lovely," I instruct. She falls to Luke's chest, and he tilts her chin so he can watch her face.
My thrusts are measured at first as I spread her cheeks wide, but when she whines, begging for my knot, I thrust to the hilt. All the breath is stolen from my lungs as my knot swells.
"Jesus…" I gasp. "Holy hell."
"Are you okay?" Luke checks in with Evie.
"So good," she whimpers.
