Page 60 of Bonding the Band

When Hendrix came crawling out of the nest, he wasn’t drunk off the mini-bar booze. He was drunk off glorious omega mate pussy. He practically strutted out of the nest, a smug grin on his face, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

Even though I was greedy as hell and wanted to keep Meadow close, her getting freaky with my pack mates was promising for our future. Banging Hendrix had gotten her into this situation, but it also created some delightful possibilities for the rest of us if she was interested.

Maybe, next time, they’d let me watch?

I did love a good show.

“I see that look on your face.” Hendrix smirked at me, heading over to the fridge to get himself a bottle of water. “Jealous?”

“Hardly. You should put some clothing on, though. My eyeballs don’t need to be subjected to that much of you.” I pouted, throwing my phone to the side and standing up to join him.

“Nah, my skin smells like Meadow. I’m not covering that up. Also, I’m going back in there for however long she lets me stay, so no omega cuddles for you tonight.”

“Fuck off!” I growled, but it was playful. Kind of. I was possessive of my omega cuddles. I launched forward, landing a quick jab to Hendrix’s chest. Sore pregnancy titties made for easy targets, and it was a good punishment when he was being an ass. It had the desired effect—he bent over in pain, clutching his chest and grumbling.

“Ow!” Meadow’s shout came from her nest. Had my pretty girl fallen over?

“Are you okay, princess?” I headed in the direction of the nest, but before I could enter, she stumbled out, clutching her own chest, a frown on her face. She was wearing one of Hendrix’s T-shirts and looked deliciously rumpled and sexed up.

“My boob justhurt. It’s happened a few times now, and it really stings. I know pregnancy is weird, but sudden boob pain? Surely biology isn’t that mean?” She stamped her foot like a petulant child and turned to Hendrix, her grumbling halting when she noticed he was also clutching his chest. “Did you feel that pain as well?”

I looked between her and Hendrix with wide eyes. “Uh…princess, Imayhave just punched him in the chest because he was being an ass. Are you telling me youfeltthat?”

My stomach sank. Had I been hurting my omega while torturing Hendrix with titty twisters? That was thelastthing I wanted.

Meadow’s eyes narrowed at me. “Have you been punching him in the chest this whole time?” Her voice was carefully measured with an undertone of anger.

“Um…kind of?” I admitted.

“So, let me get this straight, because on top of all the nasty pregnancy symptoms I’ve been having, the random stabbing chest pain is because you’ve beenpunchingHendrix?”

“I didn’t know you could feel it too!” I said, trying to pull her into my arms.

“You ass!” She launched forward and nailed me right in the nip with her fist, sending a little lightning bolt of agony zinging through me.

“Motherfuckity fuck!” I clutched my chest and dodged when she went for the other one. “I’m sorry! I won’t do it again.”

Then again…an angry omega could be potentially amazing in bed. Who didn’t love a little angry sex?

“You know the reason it hurts him isbecauseI’m pregnant?” Meadow growled. “Sore breasts are part of pregnancy!”

“I’m so sorry, princess,” I cooed, using her proximity to wrap my arms around her and crush her to my chest so she couldn’t use those wicked knuckles on me again. She tried to wriggle out of my grip, but she had all the strength of a cranky kitten. It was adorable. She was absolutely covered in Hendrix’s scent, and instead of making me unhappy, it made my already stiffening cock go rock hard.

I slid down to my knees without letting go until I was eye-level with her glorious chest. Cupping those gorgeous titties, I spoke directly to them. “I am so sorry, you beautiful, precious, amazing boobies. I swear, I will forever use my powers for good and protect your jiggly mounds!”

A smile tugged on the corners of Meadow’s mouth as she desperately tried to remain serious. “You’re ridiculous.”

The effort was futile. No one could resist my charm for long.

“And you love it.”

“No more titty punching!” She poked my forehead and grumbled as I righted myself, pulling her back into a crushing hug.

“Never again!” I declared loudly, before adding an amendment. “Well, never again while you’re pregnant. Once you’re not all hormonally linked so much and Hendrix can take a titty punch like he deserves, I will exercise my right as pack mate and bandmate and titty tap away!”

“You’re a truly insufferable alpha, you know that?” she mumbled into my chest.

“I know, but I’myourinsufferable alpha.”

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