Chapter 11 #2
“I love nap time, and now it’s even better because it smells like you in here. It’s delicious.” His chest vibrates against my back, his purring a soothing rumble that makes my eyes heavy. “Close your eyes and rest, beautiful mama. I don’t mind sharing my nest with you.”
His words are quiet and soothing, and my eyes drift closed, my tired body winning the battle over my hormones. As I drift off to sleep, I think I hear him say something else.
“I’m hoping to share a lot more with you soon.”
“What the fuck is going on here?” The demanding roar is ear-splitting, and I scream in fright and try to sit up, but I’m held down by a soft, furry arm. Fuck, Echo. I look up at the top of the nest, and standing there with his arms crossed, his tail flitting agitatedly behind him, is Maxsim.
“Shush,” Echo hushes his mate. “We were napping.” He rolls over onto his back, releasing me from my confinement, and stretches like a sleepy kitty.
It’s cute as fuck, and I’d probably stroke his belly if it wasn’t for the fuming alpha male above us.
I scoot back, trying to put a little distance between me and the pretty omega.
What was I thinking, letting him snuggle me like that?
Oh, right, he’s hot as fuck and makes my pussy tingle.
Fuck, Lila, get it together. No pretty pussy for your pussy.
“Napping?” Maxsim scoffs in disbelief.
“Yes, Max. Lila is pregnant, and pregnant people get tired easily. Napping is essential for the development of the fetus. You coming in here and roaring like that disturbed us both.”
“It looked more like mate stealing to me,” Maxsim growls, baring his teeth, and my children choose that moment to do a roll, causing me to pee my pants a little. Okay, fine, they didn’t move. It was the big bad kitty that scared the pee out of me.
Echo scoffs, rolls onto his front, and stretches upward in a very feline-like stretch, and I have to swipe my finger across my mouth to make sure I’m not drooling. “She can’t steal me if I want to be here.”
Maxsim roars his unhappiness to the ceiling again, the sound echoing around the living room. “How dare you steal my omega?” He points at me, and I’ve had enough. I’m tired and uncomfortable, and now I’m grumpy because I was woken up during an amazing sex dream before my orgasm.
“Oh, why don’t you go fuck yourself?” I tell him, my voice changing slightly.
His arm drops, and his face takes on a frown, but he steps back from the pit until we can’t see him.
He starts to grunt and breathe heavily like he’s in pain.
Holy shit, is he having a heart attack from stress?
Does he have a heart to have a heart attack from?
Echo and I exchange a glance, and we both scramble to our feet.
Echo looks torn between staying with me and going to see what happened to Maxsim.
“Go, I will need Xavier’s help, I’m afraid,” I tell him.
He nods and makes the leap out of the nest look graceful and easy. He disappears from sight, but it’s his shocked exclamation that has my own heart racing.
“Maxsim, what are you doing?” Echo sounds panicked, so I press my watch.
“Xavier, I need you.” I need to get out of this pit and see what he’s doing. If he’s destroying my room as payback, I’m going to open a can of whoop ass on him.
Within seconds, Xavier appears in front of me, teleporting the moment he heard me. He’s breathing heavily and pushing his hair back from his face.
“Holy fuck, that worked.” He looks around, grabbing at his body. “And I’m in one piece.”
Oh my God. He was at the galaxy ship in space. He just teleported himself over a huge distance. He told me he couldn’t do that.
“Are you okay?” I ask, and he waves me off.
“Yes, fine, what is so urgent?” he asks, looking around at the pit, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Lila, why are you in Echo’s nap nest?”
I wave my hand at him. “Never mind that. Get me up there.” I point to the top, and a smile starts to spread across his face as he realizes my predicament, but I smack him before it gets too big. “Laugh later, I need to be up there.”
He grabs my hand, and within the blink of an eye, I’m top side. I spin, trying to find Echo and Maxsim, and when I do, it’s my turn to feel confused.
“What is he doing?” I ask Echo.
Maxsim is on the sofa with his legs spread, his hand is under his loincloth, and he looks to be giving himself a hand job.
“What the fuck is happening here?” Xavier demands, looking from me to Echo.
“Lila, what was the last thing you said to Maxsim?” Echo asks, grabbing my arm.
“I told him to go fuck him—oh!” We stare at the angry, sexually frustrated alpha.
“Yes, your whisperer powers must have kicked in because you were pissed off. You need to tell him to stop.” Echo sounds almost desperate as he watches his mate with helpless eyes.
“Oh, I don’t know, this is quite amusing.” I chuckle, but even Xavier is giving me a disappointed look.
“Fine.” I huff out a sigh. “Maxsim, stop fucking yourself.” We wait, but nothing happens. He’s still going to town on his erection, snarling and growling, his hips thrusting mindlessly.
“Lila, try harder,” Echo begs, and I feel guilty. I don’t want the pretty omega to be upset.
“Maxsim, stop!” My voice changes again, and Maxsim’s furious masturbation comes to a stop. He looks down and yanks his hand from underneath his loincloth. Maxsim looks around the room, appearing slightly confused, until he gets to me.
“You. I’ll kill you. Nobody controls me.” He lunges at me with his claws unsheathed, his eyes full of murder.
I scream and place my hand in front of my belly, trying to protect my babies.
“Oh, no you don’t.” Xavier jumps between us and grabs Maxsim. They both disappear, leaving Echo and me alone in the quiet living area.
“Fuck, that’s going to be a real problem, isn’t it?” My voice is a little shaky, and Echo nods.
“Yes. He hates you already, so this is not going to make things any easier.”