Page 237 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
Life is fucking weird when alphas and omegas are involved.
This shit is not normal for betas, but it’s just another day of the week to them.
I barely hold back the derisive chuckle as he swipes the pillow around his chest under the material of his T-shirt. He looks like he’s nine months pregnant.
“If you’re not comfortable with Carver, we can assign someone else,” Miller says as his eyes meet hers. He hugs the pillow, and I briefly consider pulling out my phone to record the insanity.
UntilI realize Melody is naked.
Goddamn, I never thought I’d be so desensitized to such a nice pair of tits.
Somewhere along the way their crazy rubbed off on me, and apparently, we’re all just going with the insanity of the moment.
“I’ve only ever had sex with one person. I mean before the three of you.” Her free hand flies to her face and she looks like she’s praying she could melt directly into the floor. “I told Oliver, but I don’t think the two of you were around yet.”
“Hey, that’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Miller says, dropping his hold on the pillow. It stays tucked under his T-shirt. “It’s a little surprising since omegas are meant to have multiple partners, but it’s not something to be embarrassed about.”
“My ex made sure no one else would look my way in our small town,” she whispers as he tenderly tilts her face up to his.
“There’s no reason you need to justify yourself to any of us,” I say before I can hold it back.
I’m really going to need to get my hands on that motherfucker sometime in the near future, especially considering how he talked about her on the phone the other night.
The fucking balls on that guy.
Miller brushes his lips over hers. Mel’s eyes squeeze shut, and I’mstilljust standing here.
Yup, just a voyeuristic dick, watching their intimate moment like I have every reason to be here. I rock back and forth on my heels, trying to keep my eyes off her tits.
God, this is incredibly awkward, and I’ve gotten myself into someshitin my lifetime.
I have no idea how the full-time monitors handle it.
I wonder if they’re desensitized to all the fucking too.
Miller cradles her face in his big ass hand and Mel whimpers, following his mouth as he pulls back. It really is a very tender kiss. I don’t think I’ve ever kissed anyone like that in my life.
Goddamn, I’ve seen a little too much of them banging in every position imaginable for it to be the goodbye kiss that pushes me over the edge.
I think I need therapy.
My mom is right.
I need Jesus.
“All alphas have to fight biology, but when it comes to the health and well-being of your omega, you deal with it.” Miller runs his thumb over her chin. “If you need relief that’s what Carver is for.”
My palms fly up, and I take a step back.
“Hey, asshole. Thanks for making me sound like a human dildo,” I snap.
I’m now on the verge of taking a step forward so I can knock his ass out.
I’ve had a lot of sex in my life, but I also don’t want to be essentially a sex toy. I’m not okay with Melody thinking of me that way.
“I want it on record that I’m only here because those dicks are my friends. I’m not in rotation for monitoring heats. I’m straight up security. That’s all. Just so you know.” Damn, that sounded shitty even to my own ears. But I like Melody as a person. Not that we’ve had all that much time to get to know each other.
I’m not sure why it even matters to me that she knows that.
