"Maybe so," Crimson admitted. "But this is my home, Taylor. This is where my family is. I want my offspring to be raised among their uncles in this beautiful land."
I'd deliberately moved away from my family after they stopped talking to me, but Crimson was on good terms with his. It made sense for him to want to stay here.
He tilted my chin up and warmly met my gaze. "Taylor. I wantyouto be part of my family."
My heart twisted. The kissing and touching were incredible—but this soulful declaration hit me deeper than any of that. It took my breath away. I stared at Crimson in disbelief, wondering if I'd hit my head on that cliff and fallen into a realistic dream.
"That's what it means to be mine," Crimson whispered close to my face. The sensation of his breath against my lips made me shiver. "I want you to bemyomega. My mate. I want to worship you daily. I want to fulfill your every whim, every desire." His dragon's growl slipped into his voice again, making his chest rumble as he pressed against me. "Do you know how much it pained me to be apart from you last night?"
I’d thought the discomfort was mine alone. "Yes," I said honestly. "I felt it, too. That nagging feeling that you should've stayed."
Crimson's eyes flashed like rubies. "This all happened for a reason, Taylor. Fate brought us together."
"I thought it was my stupid friend and your dumb brothers," I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He grinned and leaned into it. "That too. But fate was the driving force. That's what I believe."
My chest felt airy, my knees weak. I'd never allowed myself to believe in fated mates before... but I'd also never opened up to anybody the way I did with Crimson. The way he looked at me couldn't be faked. It was pure, raw, primal love.
A dragon's love.
As he held me, I angled my hips forward. My cock brushed against his again.
"So, when you mentioned offspring," I began. "Whose, exactly, did you mean?"
He huffed and glared at me. "Come on, Taylor. I didn't go on my whole possessive spiel for you to miss the point."
I smirked. "I didn't miss the point. Did it occur to you that maybe I just want to hear you say it out loud?"
A sound like a reptilian purr vibrated in his throat.
"In that case..." He leaned in to speak in my ear. "It's you. Only you. And if I can't have you, I want nobody else. I want tobreedyou, Taylor. I'm going to fill you to the brim. Impregnate you."
I shivered, both at his words and the feeling of his breath against my sensitive skin.
Crimson ran his hand over my stomach. "I want to see you swollen with my egg. Maybe a whole clutch."
I let out an amused snort. "Let's not get greedy."
Crimson pouted. "But you'd be so cute with a bigger tummy."
"How big is a dragon egg, anyway? And how do you know it'd be an egg at all?"
Crimson held out his hands in front of his chest. "About this big. And dragon genes are strong. I'm sure it's going to be an egg."
His absolute confidence about knocking me up was an unexpected turn-on. I grabbed his hands and put them on my ass so he'd pull me closer.
"Put an egg in me, then," I whispered.
A barely perceptible shift happened in Crimson's blazing eyes. His draconic facet took over. With a possessive growl, Crimson grabbed me and pinned me to the bed.
I wasn't a small omega—I was nearly as big as Crimson—so his power and speed surprised me. Hell, getting pinned down aroused me more than I expected. It thrilled me that behind Crimson's well-dressed and graceful exterior was a ferocious dragon. One who'd bit me, and claimed me for all time.
One who was about to put a baby in me.
On top of me, Crimson breathed hard, like he was held back by a thread. "Unless you want me to rip them with my teeth," he muttered, "I suggest you take your clothes off."
I discarded my clothes before Crimson destroyed them. The next second, Crimson launched at my neck, kissing and nipping down to my collarbone. I whimpered at the mingling pain and pleasure. Then Crimson brushed his thumbs across my nipples and I gasped. That felt unexpectedly good.
