Page 70 of Under the Dragon's Spell
Tyrel grimaced. "Nothing I can't handle."
"Nothingwecan't handle," I corrected. We were in this together, and I liked it that way.
She laughed louder. "Stay optimistic for as long as you can."
I raised both eyebrows at Tyrel once she was gone. "She seems to really look forward to hearing about our sleepless nights when the babies are here."
"I'm sure she does." Tyrel sat on my bed. "But you don't have to fear her anymore. She realizes what's done is done." He eyed my neck as he said that and I knew he was looking at therunes on my skin that would never fade away. "We've made up."
"I'm glad you have," I said, and I meant it.
He pulled something out of his pocket. A piece of paper. He handed it to me with a wide grin on his face.
"What's that?"
"A contract. I bought the house."
I felt joy bubble up in me. "The small one?"
"Exactly that. I'm going to take you back there as soon as the babies are born."
I leaned forward to hug him so quickly I caught him by surprise and he almost fell over.
"Hey. Careful."
I kissed him on the cheek. "I love you."
He kissed me on the mouth. "I love you, too."
Sighing, I leaned into him. "Your mom's right, you know. Our kids really need names."
"You were the one who didn't want to know what we're having. Now we'll have to pick four names."
"Well, three. We already have one."
"True." He looked thoughtful. "That means we need names that go well with Taryn. I picked that one, so you pick the next. "
"I guess that's fair." I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling my babies move. It wasn't like I didn't have a list of names that I liked, but those were names that I'd thought about while trying to conceive with Rory. I wanted something new now that wouldn't remind me of the time with him. A name fit for a dragon. I'd leafed through several of their baby name books while bound to this hospital bed, but it was difficult to settle. "How do you feel about Alana for a girl?"
He patted my hair. "I think it's cute."
I got the feeling he would have said that no matter what I picked. "Well, we're set if we have a boy and a girl, then."
"So let's hope that's what we have." He kissed my forehead, and eyed my lips.
"Yeah, let's," I said, because I wasn't so interested in talking anymore either. Ever since we'd bonded, every touch between us had become crazy intense. I could see why the dragons had kept going through with this ritual for ages even when it wasn't hugely beneficial to them. Sex with your magically declared soul mate was amazing. There was no shame, no awkwardness, no worrying about how you could make things good for your partner. Every emotion they felt, you felt, and every act of pleasure became twice as intense. I'd only had him once since the bonding, but the experience had nearly shattered me in the best way possible.
"Do you think we have time?" I murmured, glancing at the door.
He took a quick look too. "Let me under the covers with you."
I lifted the covers. The bed wasn't super big, so he had to press up close to me for us both to fit, not that I minded. To anyone coming in, we might have looked like we were cuddling, but he slid his hands underneath my gown from behind. Then he tugged at my underwear. I helped him pull it down just far enough. He put one hand on my belly, and when he wrapped the other one around my cock, we both sighed. I pressed myself back against him as if I could possibly get any closer and he nuzzled my neck. I couldn't wait for this whole pregnancy thing to be over so I could properly feel him inside me again, but for now, this was nice, too. More than nice. When he started stroking, I felt myself fully harden in seconds, and lying this close together, I felt his reaction as well.
"Like that?" he whispered.
I squirmed. "You know I do."
"Indeed." He nipped at my ear just the way I liked it and picked up the pace of his strokes. The shudder that went through me went through him as well. I didn't have to tell him to go faster—or give him any instructions at all, really. Not when we were this in sync. And so I simply screwed my eyes shut, gave control over to him, and let him drive me close to thebrink of insanity, twisting his hand, sucking at a spot on my neck, losing speed and picking it back up again in a maddening rhythm that gave me everything I needed, yet never quite enough.
