Page 277 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
He pulls me up and lays me back down with my head at the edge of the bed. It doesn’t hang off, but it’s close. Carver moves with me and pulls my thighs over his before guiding his tip back to my entrance.
“What do I do?” Oliver asks, pulling his glasses off.
“Shove your cock in her mouth and do a push up over her. I’m pretty sure you’ll be able to lick her clit like this.”
“Okay,” Oliver says, standing over me. His forearms hit the mattress near my middle as his cock bounces against my face.
Carver flexes just right inside me, and I ignore the awkwardness of the position, pulling Oliver’s cock to my open mouth. Carver continues to practice grinding into me as Oli wraps his tongue around my clit. I know they’ve got to be all up in each other’s personal space, but the combination of both of them pleasing me is all I can process.
At first, it’s hard to do anything except let Oliver fuck my mouth, but eventually I smarten up, wrapping my hand around his knot.
“Fuck, Mel,” Carver groans. “I’m about to bust.”
Oliver’s cock swells in my mouth as my pussy clamps down on Carver’s erupting length.
“Shit, I can’t come yet.” Oliver pulls out, allowing me to lose myself in the wild jolts of ecstasy that zip through my system. He teases my clit with his fingers, but he moves to kneel next to me on the bed.
“Keep wringing my cockjustlike that,” Carver snarls. The look on his face takes my breath away as he fills me with jet after jet of hot cum. “You’re lucky you’re already pregnant. Otherwise I’d definitely be breeding your slick little cunt right now.”
Oli moves to the side completely and Carver falls over me, kissing me deeply as his cock jumps through the final few kicks.
My chest heaves as I stare up at him, and I see the same look of intense pleasure that I’m sure is all over my face.
“Holy fuck,” Carver murmurs, pecking a final kiss on my lips.
“Yeah,” I agree.
“Here, let’s get you settled in where you’re not about to take a header off the side of the bed,” Carver says, moving off me.
I laugh because, at some point, he definitely did fuck the top half of my body right off the side of the mattress.
Oliver moves until he’s sitting on the end of the bed. Even though I’m kind of exhausted, I still climb down, tackling him.
I need to see those same looks on his face.
“I can jerk off if you’re tired,” Oliver says, grinning up at me as I position his dick at my entrance.
“I want you, Oli,” I assure him, sinking down on his massive length. “That’s always really intense.”
“I’ll bet it is,” Carver says, lying down next to us.
Oliver snorts, but his face quickly changes to pure carnal desire as I rise and fall, taking more of him on each grind of my hips.
“Are you okay?” Oliver asks a while later. I’m snuggled up tight between him and the snoring Carver.
“Yeah, just a little anxious for tomorrow.” I nuzzle back into his purring chest. His hard cock is still inside me even though we aren't locked together. He basically never pulled out after our final round.
It wasn't something I expected, but it is really comforting in a way I don't know how to explain.
“No matter what happens, I don’t think I can let you go,” Oliver says, pulling me until I’m more on my back than my side. He slips out of me, but I ignore it because he looks very serious.
“I know you’ve heard us mention it, but I’m finally feeling like myself again. It was scary getting lost in that rage of alpha fog. I never expected to get an early diagnosis. I’m not a violent person.” He shrugs. “You’re giving me, me back. I will be the best man I can be. I promise you. I’m not going to abandon you.”
“Oli,” I whisper as my eyes clench. I can feel his emotions as if they were my own. His sincerity is impossible to miss. “I don’t want to lose you either.”
“Then you won’t. I’ll treat that baby just like it’s mine because if you are then it is too.”
Our mouths meet as he teases his fingers over my cheek.
