I awoke with a start, sitting up abruptly in Steve's arms. Panting I try to recollect my thoughts. I had another nightmare, or at least, I think it was a nightmare. It's so hard to tell sometimes, and I can only remember bits and pieces.

I remember seeing black hair and green eyes, a golden snake, blue skin with strange markings. I think they're the same memories that came back after I mated with Steve… But there are always new ones that appear with them. A child crying out, my child..I think. I can't be sure… I am so confused, my head hurts with every attempt at remembering and I can't stop the tears that fall. Whether from frustration, anger, or sadness I cannot tell.

I feel Steve tighten his hold on my midsection and come back to reality. I am here with my Alpha and that's all that matters. I'm home. I'm safe. I breathe a sigh of relief as the pain in my head begins to subside. Leaning down, I kiss Steve's forehead gently, rousing him from his light slumber. I take a moment to stretch as he removes his arms and does the same with a yawn.

"Good morning, Sleepyhead." I say as I nuzzle against him.

"Good morning, Angel. Did you sleep well?" He questions though I' sure he already knows the answer. No point in lying about it.

"Not really, but I do feel well rested. I just had another one of those memory dream things." I shrug it off like it's no big deal, and I'm sure he can see right through it but he doesn't say a word. "Are we going to try and bond me to Bucky today?" I ask expectantly.

"You haven't been sick since yesterday, so I don't see why not, sweetheart." He speaks through another yawn, wrapping his arms around me in a hug.

"Good, because I really don't want to risk anything at this point." I squeeze him back.

"Alright, You wait here and I'll go get him. He's probably trying to feed Tony right now anyway." He chuckles, and I understand why.

Tony is a little older and more capable of taking care of himself than someone like me, but that doesn't mean he does. He gets caught up in his little projects and forgets to sleep or eat sometimes. Though I think He likes it when Steve and Bucky nag him about his bad habits, I think it makes him feel cared for when they drag him to bed or to go eat.

As Steve makes his way to the elevator, I curl back up in the huge bed and wrap myself in the satin sheets. I love the feel of the fabric against my skin, so soft and luxurious, its not something I'm quite used to yet. I honestly don't think I'll ever get used to it, but that doesn't mean I won't enjoy it.

I close my eyes again and let my mind wander from thought to thought. I still can't believe how lucky I am to have these wonderful men looking out for me now. It bothers me sometimes that I can't remember anything before Steve brought me here, but I feel safe and happy while I'm here so the feeling doesn't stay for too long. I love these guys, probably more than my previous Alpha, whoever that was, but I can't help but wonder how Bucky is going to bond me if I'm not in heat. I can't go into heat for at least a whole year now and it just doesn't seem like it will work. Though I'm sure that when they put their minds to it, these guys can accomplish anything they want.

It wasn't long before Bucky came to the doorway, I was so lost in my own mind that I didn't here him come in or even knock on the frame. It wasn't until he sprawled himself across the other half of the bed that I realized he was in the room with me. My heart rate sped up and I felt butterflies in my stomach at the sight of him. Gods only knew how this man could affect me with his big bad Alpha charm. The biggest difference between Bucky and Steve, that I have found, is the Bucky is hard where Steve is soft. The compliment each other very well and when they tag team… well let's just say that Nirvana is a place that those two could take you to in seconds if they wanted.

"Mm, Hi." My voice lower than I was expecting.

"How ya feelin'?" He asked, smiling gently at me. I loved the sheer power that he exudes but when he wants to play nice it's possibly the most comforting sensation in the world. It makes me want to pur.

"Better than yesterday, definitely." I smile back, nuzzling deeper into the downy pillows. "Are you still up for this? I know I've been sick and all but it takes a lot to Bond during a pregnancy too." I tried not to show him how worried I was. Bruce and Tony had synthesized a hormone concoction that has to be injected to induce a pseudo-heat so that Bucky and I could bond. But since it's a brand new method, it hasn't really been tested. We don't know what side effects could occur, only that it won't hurt the baby.

"I am as long as you are, Angel." His voice became a little deeper at the pet name and I couldn't stop the mewl that escaped my mouth.

"Mhmm." I could no longer trust my voice, if I opened my mouth again I knew I'd make another embarrassing noise. This man had an unusually strong effect on my inner Feline that it almost scared me.

His tail flicked back and forth across his back, betraying his suddenly playful mood. He began to prop himself up on his elbows, rolling his shoulders as he rose, and I sat up to really get a good look at him. The more he stared at me the more I felt like I should be running. It wasn't as if he scared me, it was more like my instincts were picking up on something I hadn't already.

He sat up finally, motioning for me to give him my arm, as he produce a needle from gods know where. He leaned in and kissed me, soft and sweet at first but then more dominating as he injected the heat-inducing cocktail. It worked almost instantly as my skin began to flush and become almost too hot, the scent of arousal heavy in the air, my pupils blown wide. I began panting, losing focus on the world around me and whatever Bucky was saying to me.

"Hm?" Was all I could muster as I slowly snapped back to attention for the moment. I hadn't heard what he'd said, but that didn't really matter when I took a closer look at him. His pupils had narrowed to slits, his breathing rough and ragged. He looked ready to kill. He looked like a true predator.

"I said, 'Run.'" His grin was one the cheshire cat would be proud of and I shuddered before leaping out of bed and making a break for the door. I looked back for a second and saw that he was no longer in the room, but the ceiling grate was open. He was in the vents.

I stopped for a second to listen, but heard only silence. He was good but I was better. I dropped to the floor and began to shift, hoping he was watching me. My wings shot up, ripping through my shirt as they forced it off of my body. I felt my bones shift and change, rearranging themselves to create talons and paws. I clawed the hardwood, Tony is not gonna be happy with that, I thought, feathers and fur sprouting from every inch of my skin. I had to claw the sweat pants off to gain a little more comfort in this body. After it was all said and done, I stretched out to take inventory of this from. A lion tail, black beak, white fur, huge paws, wings, black talons; everything was in order.

I stopped again to listen for Bucky in the vents, and this time I heard him clear as day. His breathing ragged, coming from the vent closest to the kitchen. I decided to toy with him, as I turned back toward the bedroom as if I were going to hide under the bed. I waited until he was right above me to leap up and pull him out of the vent. I was stronger than him in this form, so it took mere moments for me to pin him to the floor.

I clicked my beak at him, one talon on each shoulder, to show that I was displeased with his using the air ducts to cheat. He obviously didn't understand so I took a different approach.

You shouldn't play dirty, kitty cat. I spoke directly to his mind without moving a muscle.

"Wha-..How..How are you doing that?" The look of puzzlement on his face was too cute.

I'm special, remember? Now are you gonna play fair? I responded, nuzzling my downy-feathered face against his neck.

"Only if you will." The mischievous glint in his eyes was enough to make me laugh, the odd squawking sound that it was. I quickly bounded into the other room, kicking the door closed behind me. I ran until I found a place to hide in the guest bathroom closet that connected to the kitchen pantry. I immediately shifted back to my original form and hid on one of the top shelves to wait for Bucky to find me.

I heard him scuffle around and bump into a few things, a string of curses falling from his near perfect lips. I giggled and quickly realized my mistake. He decided to come through the pantry end, giving me a chance to run out and to the bedroom. Though as soon as I stepped out of the closet the chill hit me. That bastard had Jarvis turn the temp down in the apartment.

I was too slow in my escape because he saw me as I took my final step out. I had to book it to the bedroom, with the cold air stinging my bare skin and the logical part of my brain finally shutting down. I was reduced to a heat stricken mess of an omega as I crawled under the bed.

He barged in just as I got comfortable under the frame, sniffing the air for me. My scent was all over the room though, so it did no good. The frustrated growl he let out at the realization though was what got me caught. I couldn't help it. It was too sexy, and I can't lie, I wanted to be found.

I mewled as he wrapped a hand around my ankle, pulling me from under the bed. I clawed at the carpet, screeching and yowling like I was mad. He couldn't subdue me even as he had me pinned to the mattress. I just kept clawing at him and trying to get away, that is until he growled at me again. I closed my eyes and whimpered as the burning in my belly got worse. He nuzzled my neck along my only unbitten bond gland, scraping his teeth along the skin and licking a line up to my jaw. I tilted my head back giving him better access as he did this.

It felt too good, one of his arms under my back and the other gripping my wrist trying to keep me still. I was panting with my head still tilted back, bucking my hips upward trying to get at least some friction. I was becoming far too frustrated with this stupid cat, so I growled and nipped at him. His response was nearly as damning as the growl he used to catch me.

He nuzzled his way down my shoulder toward my breasts. I was breathing far to raggedly, my chest heaving with the force as he licked at my nipple. He moved the hand on my wrist to rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, all the while licking and sucking at the one in his mouth. I bit my lip to keep from moaning at the pleasure.

He stopped his ministrations, leaving my breasts pink and near raw, as he trailed his wet tongue down my belly. He nipped and bit at the skin along my ribs and belly, leaving violet bruises against my porcelain skin. That thought had me moaning outright forcing my hips up and praying that he would take mercy on me.

He didn't but he did do the next best thing.

He stopped at my hips, holding them down with one hand as he continued to licked and bite at any available skin he could find. He used his other hand to tease my legs open wider, giving him better access to me, swiping his tongue lower and lower. He looked up at me as he used his tongue to open me up to him. My core was soaked with slick and pulsing at the way he teased my inner thighs with lips and teeth, before latching onto my clit. The sudden sensation of his warm, wet mouth in just the right spot was enough for me to let loose and scream. I was so close, so close to that first orgasm, but I needed more, so much more.

I was stuck on the knife's edge of an unforgiving orgasm as he continued lower, dragging his tongue from the very bottom of my opening back up to my clit. My eyes rolled back and I bucked my hips as he did it again and again. It was almost too much until he took first, one finger then two and inserted them just far enough to reach that heavenly little spot that made me see stars.