Page 52 of Under the Dragon's Spell
Much as I'd wanted to become pregnant, while I was throwing up all my food, I pretty much just wanted it to be over. Be careful what you wish for, and all that. From what Tyrel had told me about dragon babies and their gestation, I still had about three months to go. But at least the morning sickness should be over soon. There was an advantage to everything going faster.
"Sleepy?" he asked, resting his hand on my stomach, where I was starting to develop a bump—a little earlier than he'd predicted, but I wasn't complaining.
"Tired," I replied. And there was the drawback of everything going faster.
He stroked a hand through my hair. "Let me take control for a little bit."
"What do you mean?"
Close your eyes, I heard in my head, and an all too familiar rush of heat came over me as I felt his magic wash over me. This time, I didn't resist it. I shut my eyes and let him dictate my actions. Gently, he shifted me off his lap and stood from the couch.
Lie back.
I did, feeling caught in an almost trance-like state, but it wasn't an unpleasant one. The more I let him 'take control', the more I felt like I was floating, the less I felt the aches and complaints of my body.
I did feel it when he pulled down my pants and wrapped his lips around my cock. Every sensation down there seemed strangely heightened. Maybe because it was him who was touching me. Maybe because he wanted me to feel it. Whatever the reason was, I heard myself moan as he took me deep into his throat and I hardened in his mouth.
I was pretty sure this was what paradise felt like.
His hands played with my balls as he sucked me and I squirmed, unable to do anything else as his tongue rubbed against me and drove me near insane.
Look at me.
I opened my eyes and stared straight into his. They had this glow to them that had drawn me to him the very first time we met. He was still radiant. I wanted to thrust into his mouth, but I couldn't move. Right now, his hold on me was unbreakable, and I didn't want it to be anything else.
I was his.
He growled low in his throat, as if he could tell what I was thinking and the vibrations around my cock made me want to throw my head back and moan. But the fact that I couldn't, that I was held captive under his gaze, only made the whole experience more intense, almost unbearably so. My cock twitched in his mouth, straining for release. Gathering all mywillpower, I managed to open my own lips and say one word. It came out as a moan.
"Tyrel…"
Come.
My climax hit so fast I couldn't do anything but let it roll over me like a freight train as Tyrel swallowed around me. I closed my eyes as his magic broke over me and at the edge of my awareness, I felt him gather me into his arms as I fell asleep.
I had definitely picked the right partner for this pregnancy.
20
TYREL
Adrian continued to feel sick every morning until the second month of his pregnancy was over. I'd told him he would show by this time, but the baby bump was more pronounced than I'd thought it was going to be. Not that I was complaining. I loved seeing him this way, seeing him carry my child. But I hated how exhausted he looked. Yes, a dragon pregnancy was supposed to be hard on the human body, but was it really supposed to wipe my mate out like that? He looked like he hardly ever got enough sleep, and he already spent most of his day in bed.
I didn't know how to make him feel better.
Normally, I would have gone to my mother with issues like this, but that was hardly a possibility now with the way she had behaved during our last conversation.
"You don't understand, Tyrel. You have no way to control that human."
"I don't want to control him, Mother."
"He's going to make you do things that aren't good for you, son. I don't want to see you throw your life away over a mere human."She'd dabbed at her eyes during that last part.
I still wasn't sure what she'd meant.
I also still hadn't found a good home for myself and my mate. I was lucky I was rich or the hotel bills would have wrecked me.
It was only worry about the future that wrecked me now.
