Page 42 of Fire in Cabin 27
Quite possibly they were. This time felt so different than all the other times we’d made love. I felt Kyson all the way through to my core. Every fiber of our bodies united, I even felt his fire burning inside me.
Mated.
Yes, dragon. Our mating has been blessed by the Goddess herself.
I had no words, only feelings, and did my best to convey them through our link.
Why they chose this moment to bless our union was odd to me. What did it mean? Did it change anything? How do I act? Feel?
It means you’ll now live as long as I do. The human life you once knew is no more. You’ll heal faster when hurt, you’ll live far longer than any human will. You are a part of our clan, forever.
Forever.
Am I a dragon now? Can I fly?
Kyson chuckled. No, darlin’, you’re a dragon’s mate. You get all the dragon perks just without the wings and shifting.
Works perfectly for me.
Chapter Thirteen
Kyson
“Ugh, Ky, when are they gonna come out? I want to hold them,” Juni pouted, sitting beside the eggs in the nest.
“Don’t tap on the shells, sweetheart. They must come in their own time and in their own way. As much as we’d like to do everything for them, that isn’t fair. You heard mom, once that egg cracks, sit back. Do not even think about picking loose pieces off.” I had a good mind to make sure she was here as soon as the first crack hit. Either that or I’d have to tie Juni up and sit him across the room.
He might like that.
Good call, dragon. I’ll take the mom route instead and save the ropes for bed.
Dragon chuckled.
Papa, Dada.
“Did you hear that?” Juni asked.
“I did, along with the giggles that followed.”
“They can speak already?” Juni’s eyes were comically wide.
“Only through our bond. Dragons are light years above humans, my love. They’ll be walking and talking, somewhat, by the holidays.”
“Whoa.”
“Let’s go finish washing that massive pile of tiny clothes you just bought.” Another dramatic sigh from my mate, but he followed me into the shared pantry and laundry room, and we spent the next couple of hours washing and folding. Something I saw a lot of in our near future.
Juni put the extremely pink princess bedding, including a matching pillow shaped like a crown, in Kalliope’s crib while I set up Kael’s.
We are not giant lizards.
Juni giggled at our dragon.
Agreed, but this dinosaur bedding is fitting for our boy.
Our pissy dragon groaned.
Not pissy and not a lizard.
