Page 160 of Broken Bonds

“Whoa, what?”

“That things have changed.”

“You can still see him.”

He cocks his head, apparently not understanding me.

“Look, I don’t have a problem with you doing stuff as long as it’s not behind my back. I’ll speak up if there’s someone I want to strike from the list, but the doc said I can’t have sex. Frankly, I suspect you’ll be ornery as hell if you don’t get laid. Hell, I wouldn’t even mind watching and seeing if that bothers me. If it bothers me, I’ll just go into another room and let you enjoy yourself. Or who knows? Maybe I’ll love it and want to join in. If he’s willing. I mean, join in as much as I can right now.”

His brow furrows. “You sure?”

“Yeah. Positive. Hell, if I wasn’t on restrictions I’d probably be begging to join you.” My stomach picks that moment to grumble, making Todd laugh.

“Guess our grocery bill will be going up.” He helps me sit up.

“Just no ‘little momma’ jokes about me, okay?” I say. “I’m a dude. I get that this is outside the norm, even by male omega standards, but I have my pride.”

“Of course.” I stare into his brown eyes and wonder if our baby will have those, or my grey eyes.

I hope they’re brown, with the flecks of mahogany and amber, like he has.

“What are you thinking, baby?” he softly asks.

I smile and brush a kiss across his lips. “That this isn’t how I expected to spend our evening.”

I love his smile. “Me, either.” His smile fades. “Sorry.”

“About what?”

“I didn’t know you’d get pregnant on your first heat. I was hoping by this time you’d be begging for more and wearing out me and the rest of the mating heat team.” He smiles and I playfully shove him.

“Well, there’s always my next heat.” I nuzzle my nose against his. “Then again, maybe my next few heats we should limit it to toys and mechanical assists. And your cock.”

His gaze narrows in obvious confusion. “Huh?”

I kiss him again. “Because if I caught this easily on my first time, I have a feeling if we’re not careful that we’ll end up with a houseful of kids. I want them all to be yours, thank you very much.”

Something flashes across his face, dark and dangerous and before I can fully process it he pulls me in for a crushing kiss. “You’re mine,” he rumbles. “Like fucking hell am I letting anyone else get you pregnant.” Then he sighs and lightly rests his hands on my stomach. “I guess when we do handle your mating heats we’ll need to make everyone wrap if they’re fucking you, since now we know a non-canine shifter being safe isn’t an option.”

“Weeelll,” I playfully say, “we can use this as an excuse to shop for more fucking machines.”

His face goes blank before he roars with laughter. “You and I will end up being damned popular if we do that, you realize that, right? We’ll have to expand the fun room because we’ll have people begging to visit.”

I grin. “What’s wrong with that? I can get my slut on with others when I’m not in heat, right?”

Another of those sexy, deep, territorial rumbles. “With my permission,” he says. “I won’t be an asshole, but I get a say just like you get a say. And I get to be there and play with you while you do it.”

I drape my arms around his neck and stare into his eyes. “Shawn was telling me about Jax’s knot, too. I want to feel that, but is it twisted that I really want to watch you take it, too?”

“Jesusfuck, you’ll be the death of me, baby.” He kisses me again. “Before any of that happens, there’s another knot I want to feel first.”

“Who?”

He snorts. “Yours, duh. Uh, aren’t you a wolf?”

Heat fills my face. “I… I’ve never done that before,” I softly admit. “Fuck while shifted.”

His gaze softens. “Sooo, you’re saying you never?—”