They all shouted at the same time. As amusing as it was to watch, the last phrase by Angus caught my attention.
"Why is your father going to shit kittens?" I asked. "Finding your Cardia is a blessing, a good thing."
This time Angus was the one to exhale. "One of the reasons we’re here is to bring Roarke home. Father is tired of him traveling and not being close to home. It worries our da. So…he arranged a mating with a leader of the neighboring circle."
Ben's eyes rounded, and I'm pretty sure mine did the same.
“Well, your dad is going to have to get over it because this is Roarke's mate, and there will be no forced mating. Who the hell does he think he is, thinking he can force a mating? This isn't the ancient times!” Ben all but yelled.
My little mate was furious, and I understood why. Roarke's mate was Ben’s best friend, and they already had a tenuous coupling.
"Our father is the leader of our circle and representative of the Red caste on the council. He's well within his rights to facilitate a mating," Aaran all but growled back. Apparently, he hadn’t gotten the memo that my mate was pissed.
"I don't fucking care! He can be the fucking king of Siam! No one may force a mating," Ben seethed.
"Calm yourself, my Cardia. That mating will no longer happen. As we speak, Roarke is claiming Devin. Roarke's father will just have to deal with it," I assured.
"I agree the plan has now changed. To be honest, I'm happy it did," Angus said with a smile.
I looked at him, studying the sincerity of his words. I believed him, and I felt Ben through our bond; he believed him too.
“You're welcome to stay here until your brother is available. There are rooms on the second floor. The third and fourth floors are off-limits," I said to our three guests.
"Thank you for allowing us to stay. We are very grateful," Angus said. He was obviously the leader of the three.
I got up to show them around and where they could stay. I hoped that this wouldn't backfire and bite me in the ass.
Morning After
Devin
Islowly opened my eyes as bright rays of light filtered into the room. I no longer felt the heat, or the all-consuming need to have sex. That caused me to hurriedly sit up; removing the blanket from my body, I looked at my stomach. There, just above my groin, shone a faint mark in the shape of a dragon.Damn, the mark of conception,I thought. It was how to tell a dragon had impregnated me, and it was the same mark that would open and allow the baby to be born. I was pregnant.
I flopped back on the bed and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. I was going to be a father. What the hell do I know about raising a kid? He’s going to grow up and hate me. Oh God, he’s a dragon; he will probably end up burning my ass with fire. I should have asked Ben more questions. So caught up in the thoughts of terror running through my mind, I failed to notice Roarke staring at me with a small smile on his face.
I felt a sudden sense of pride and happiness, and it took me a second to realize I was feeling Roarke's feelings through our bond. Crap, did he hear my crazy ramblings? I thought. He chuckled, and I knew he had.
"Proud of yourself, aren't you? You got me knocked up," I snipped, lifting myself on my elbow, turning to face Roarke.
"I’m thrilled, and yeah, a little proud of myself. My dragon is doing a strut right now," he replied with a smile.
Then his smile dropped, and his face turned serious. "The question is…are you happy?"
I took a moment to examine how I truly felt before I answered.
"Yes, I'm happy. I don't regret bonding with you, and I don't regret getting pregnant. I'm still scared, and that's hard for me to admit, but I can't let my fears rule me. I've been doing that for far too long."
The smile he’d worn before was back and broader than before. I leaned forward, pushing him over with my free hand, and kissed him. I felt myself getting hard, wanting him. He went to wrap his arms around me, and I stopped him. I moved his arms above his head.
"Grab hold of the headboard and keep them there. Don't move," I commanded with lust in my voice.
He moved to comply and did as instructed. I felt Roarke's cock jerk in anticipation. My beloved truly loved to be dominated, andI reveled in it. I straddled his hips and leaned in, kissing his jaw and moving slowly until I got to his chest. I nibbled on, then bit his nipple, causing him to lift off the bed and moan in pleasure. He liked a bite of pain.
“Maybe we should get these pierced. Would you like that?" I asked as I pulled his nipple again.
"Yes," he gasped as he lifted off the bed again.
I could tell he wanted to move; his knuckles gleamed white as he gripped the headboard. I continued my trek down his body, finally reaching his leaking prick. His foreskin pulled back around the crown, and it bobbed as I stared at it.
