Page 27 of Delivered to My Dragons

“Not in a possessive way,” Keir hastened to say. “But in a loving, protective way. We would never seek custody over you should that come up.”

“Not that you’d ever give up such awesomeness as us,” I hurried to say. “We just want you to know how it works.”

“And if I do get over you, do I get the gold?” She laughed as she said it, but we wanted her to know the facts.

“Yes. You do.” I kissed her. “So please don’t leave us and take all the pretties.”

“This girl is no fool.” Iris kissed Keir and then me. “You’re both more valuable than any old shiny metal. Now, are you going to tell me where your Rembrandts are stored, or are you going to mate and mark me?”

She didn’t have to ask again. While I continued kissing her, Keir rolled on top of her and bent to place a kiss on her pussy. She shivered and slung an arm around my neck, holding me to her. Keir lifted her hips, her legs dropping to the sides while he buried his face in her heat. She whimpered into my mouth and pulled back, panting. I turned my attention to her breasts that had already grown larger in the bit of time we’d been together. I nibbled and licked, feeling her nipples tighten and become hard points.

Then she cried out and her hips bucked, her whole body vibrating with the force of her orgasm. Keir didn’t give her a chance to come down, rising to grip his cock and fill our mate. I steadied her, continuing to suckle her breasts and kiss her lips while she clung to me, and while Keir drove into her again and again, I waited, getting harder by the second.

After Keir lifted off her, I took his place just in time for her to hit her third or maybe fourth orgasm and had to struggle to make my time in her hot tightness last longer than a few seconds. She was everything. Joining with her in this way the answer to prayers and the fulfillment of dreams. I held out as long as I could before spilling inside her then, catching Keir’s eye, I bent to the right side of her throat. “It’s going to hurt. I’m so sorry.”

“Do it, hurry!” She gasped when my teeth pierced her skin and then again when Keir marked her on the other side, but then let out a long easy breath and her arms encircled both our napes. “Now I am yours.”

“Yes.” I tipped my head to the side. “Will you mark me, mate? So anyone will know?”

She marked us both. It was never done with dragons; at least so far as I knew, only the alphas marked their mates. But this was a unique decision made by us all. And perfect for us.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Iris

After my night with my new mates, I felt amazing. And safer. I wasn’t even sure why, but wearing their marks gave me a new confidence.

I was still pregnant, of course, and had swollen ankles and various weird aches and pains but decided that maybe if I started an exercise program, I could work on some of that. Maybe make it a little better. I had my first visit with the healer, who examined me and agreed that I was doing fine, but some walking and other gentle exercise would be good. I hadn’t grown up in a family that had a lot of extra money or was big on taking kids for wellness visits, so my experience with doctors was limited, but the healer was completely different from anything I knew.

Cari had her office in her home, and a good part of the exam involved drinking tea in her kitchen while she asked me questions about my health and habits and how the pregnancy was going. Then she packaged up some teas and other herbal things for me to take home. Finally, she led me into a room with an exam table, stirrups included, and checked me over before sending me on my way. Keir and Nix waited outside, leaning on the car, and when Cari walked me down the front walk, I could tell they wanted to ask questions but in typical respectful fashion held their peace.

“They are my mates,” I told her. “Would you please let them interrogate you so they feel better?”

She laughed. “Typical alpha males, right?” Before them, I would have thought that not to be the case, but my previous experience was limited to one jerk-faced bear. “Your daughter will have great protectors.”

“Daughter?” I turned to stare at her. “My mates thought it was a boy.”

“No, it’s definitely a girl, and she has a lot to say. In her baby-mind way.”

“How can you know, without even an ultrasound. Wait…you can hear her?” I was already getting excited about my little girl. Somehow, when the guys said a boy, it didn’t feel right. Maybe Killian wouldn’t want a girl? He sure had nothing but disdain for me, and he wouldn’t see her as a leader?

“It’s my job.” Cari patted me on my shoulder and smiled. “She’s doing fine, you both are, and you can call me anytime if you have a worry. Now, questions, gentlemen?”

They helped me into the car before they started asking. Not to get me out of the way of important talk because they rolled down the window and stood right by the door. But so I’d be comfortable. It was the little things that showed me who they were. Little but important. And all their questions involved how they could be the best mates to me and the baby. I had to be dreaming because nothing in my life up until now was this good.

Their final question was from Nix. “Can we take her up for a flight?”

“As long as she feels up to it. Just be gentle.”

“Always.”

We went home and upstairs for a nap. I was a little worried that they might be needed at the office, but Keir insisted that they had worked a long time to be able to make their own schedules, and seeing to it that I got all the rest I needed and wanted was on the schedule in big bold letters.

I was too sleepy to argue.

But when I woke, they were both gone. I stood on the top landing and heard both their voices from Keir’s wing. Sounded like a business meeting, Zoom or something, and I didn’t want to bother them. But neither did I want to just sit around. I went into the kitchen and filled a glass with ice and half orange juice, half sparkling water, my new favorite drink then palmed the panel by the back door and went out into the yard to stretch my legs and enjoy the lovely sunny afternoon. After a few loops of the yard, the lounge chair called my name, and I settled into it to relax for a while. My exercise program was not going as well as it could, if that was all I could manage. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and brought up YouTube where a pregnant mama could find exercise videos. Somehow I found my way into the shifter version, and while it was less than likely I could do what the wolf mother was suggesting, I was transported into her description of her last cub’s birth. The babe I carried was already big for its development, according to Cari the healer, and I was a little bit worried about my daughter being able to find her way out into the big world and leaving me intact. Would I need a C-section?

“Thought you could hide behind those dragons, bitch?” I jerked my gaze upward to find Killian because of course he was there. “That’s my cub making you fat, isn’t it? My heir, and you thought you could steal him away,” he snarled. He reached for my hand and dragged me off the lounger. “Let’s go. I don’t want to have to slay your dragons.”

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