Page 73 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
"Damn." Luke chuckles. "You're a trouper."
Evie pinches his nipple, and he jolts.
"Bite me," she begs. "Please, Archer, make me yours."
I rut into her as much as the position will allow and plaster myself to her back. Poor Luke is trapped with the both of us lying on his chest.
"Fuck yeah, tighten just like that. I'm going to fill you up with my cum. You gonna let me fuck my baby into you, sweet girl?" Luke asks, teasing her other shoulder with his teeth. “Breed you over and over again until you know who owns you.”
Evie's orgasm is so intense it causes my own. My cock swells as I burst inside her.
"Bite," Evie whines again. My teeth strike her shoulder. Luke groans. Evie begs and whimpers. My orgasm slams through me with staggering force.
My eyes open, and I realize they've been squeezed shut. It takes a solid few seconds to realize I'm trapping them to the mattress.
A strange feeling slides through the bond, and I realize it's Murphy. He's excited and happy for us. Connor comes next, stoic and peaceful. It takes my breath away as I lick over my bite.
"Sorry," Evie whispers, licking over Luke's neck. The little omega drew blood with her teeth. He's staring at me in pure bewilderment as he licks over her opposite shoulder, which is also bleeding.
I have no idea how that even happened. He bit her, and she bit back? The positioning seems right. My tongue teases over my bond mark, and Everly shivers.
"Do you feel that?" Luke asks, nudging Evie with his cheek.
"I do; it's faint, but I feel your confusion." She kisses the edge of his mouth.
"Yeah, what the fuck? I'm not an alpha," Luke says with wide eyes.
"Maybe it was all of us biting at once?" I suggest. "Or the fact your cock isn't the only thing that defines an alpha. You smell like one, and I'm fairly sure you barked at me and Murphy that day in the office."
Luke bites his lip, shaking his head. "This is crazy." He sounds emotional.
"It's a good thing, right?" Evie asks, an edge of terror in her tone.
"It's the best thing," Luke assures her, pulling her mouth to his.
Murphy and Connor join us, climbing into the nest and snuggling up close so they can touch Evie. The bond settles into place, and the feeling of peace and comfort radiating in my chest isn't just mine, but it is fucking incredible.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Everly
"Let's do this," I say with a giggle.
"You're pure fucking trouble," Luke says, kissing my nose. "And it makes my dick hard."
I snort a laugh, shaking my head.
"Aren't you participating?" I ask Tom.
"I'm supervising," he rumbles in his deep, scratchy tone. "Get on with it. I don't like you outside for too long in this weather."
"Stick in the mud," I grumble, leaning over and grabbing one of the pre-made snowballs. I make sure to wiggle my bottom in Tom's direction, and he doesn't disappoint. He lays a hard smack on my ass, although the fabric lightens the blow significantly.
Archie pops up from behind the row of hedges near the back porch and chucks a snowball at Tom. It slams directly into the side of his head. Snow coats his long hair as he growls, flipping Archie off.
Connor is barely visible behind a large tree a few feet away. He laughs, shaking his head at Tom. Luke pings him in the back with a snowball. Connor spins around, tossing one at Luke.
Grabbing my snowball, I hold it behind my back. I meander around to Archie, who grins when he sees me.
