“We must go. Now.”
“Where?”
“To the clinic. To save your life.”
Apparently, there’s a portal that leads directly to the New Beginnings Clinic. I mean, it makes sense because that’s where they go to feed off us. Having direct access is a smart move. He tells me this as he stumbles to pull his robe on, but he looks slightly drunk from the amount of cum he drank, so his movements are a little uncoordinated.
“I don’t feel sick or anything,” I say as he stumbles into the wall, losing his footing. If I weren’t so exhausted, it would be funny. “I think I’m okay.”
He freezes, then crowds me back against the mattress and dips his head low, growling, “I will not risk you.”
My heart swells at the tone in his voice. He’s angry—probably at himself, maybe at me a little for being so reckless. And he’s also scared. He also still has cum running down his chest, not even taking the time to wipe it off. There is some lingering on his cheek as well.
I’m too tired to even bother telling him about it.
“I think my legs and arms are numb. I can’t move them,” I say before realizing that was the wrong thing to utter in this situation. He panics slightly, swiftly lifting me up and cradling me in his arms.
I don’t even get a chance to cover up as he walks me out of the apartment and into the hallway. Thankfully, no one is around to see the state of me.
I look absolutely wrecked.
I nuzzle into his neck, inhaling the scent of him, feeling his smooth skin ripple against me as he strides forward. How he can even walk in a straight line after that is beyond me.
I just want to close my eyes and sleep.
“What was that herb called? The one I took? The breeding one?”
His gaze catches on mine and then moves forward once more.
“It is called oyen.”
“Sounds a little like open.”
“Yes. It opens the channel for the females. Their openings are small, and our cocks are large.”
I huff a laugh. “They’re notthatbig.”
Rathyn stares down at me and nearly runs into someone leaving their apartment. He doesn’t acknowledge them, just turns a corner and walks faster. “Yes, my Everest. They are. You have not seen all of mine.” Holy fuck. “The herb helps us enter them without pain. It seems to have had the same effect on you. On your hole.”
“It did.”
My cock twitches between my legs, and I cover it with a hand. For decency. Even if I don’t care much about that right now. People can see my limp cock for all I care. I just want to sleep.
My eyes close as we near the portal, and a moment later, we’re through it, the dizziness in my head nothing like it was the first time. Maybe because I’m already so worn out.
When we step past the guards on the other end, they startle slightly at the sight of Rathyn holding me.
“We must speak with the doctor,” he says, and the guard just blinks at him and then me.
“I mean, say please, maybe?” I murmur.
Rathyn ignores me. “Doctor. Now.”
“He’s not here. He left for the day.”
Rathyn’s off-key hum hits my ears, and I wince. “Summon him immediately. We need to speak to him. It is an emergency.”
“Not that much of an emergency,” I murmur, but the guard still jolts forward, moving into the main room to place a phone call. Or at least that’s what I assume is going to happen.
