Page 76 of Irons

Everyone gasped. “You were together? Like together together, not just…” Axton gulped. “Fucking somehow?”

“I thought it was casual.” Magnus said as he walked back toward his chair from throwing away his paper coffee cup.

“I thought so too, but then she was always on my mind, and I started to miss her when she wasn’t around.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Then she…umm…Melissa’s pregnant.”

Magnus missed his chair and hit the floor. “Fuck! Fuck! My ass, goddammit!” That’s a fucking bleeder!” He screamed out in agony, but nobody jumped up to help. We were all stunned and couldn’t look away from Drakos.

“She said I had a lot of growing up to do now that I’m going to be a dad.” He crossed his arms and looked down at the table like his world was ending. Nobody in the room knew what to say. Lots of things were being said but not one meant anything.

“What the?”

“How?”

“That’s…oh shit.”

“My asshole is bleeding!”

“How?”

“No fucking shit?”

“I don’t get it.”

“How did you even fit in the first place?”

“I’m so confused.”

“I might throw up.”

“Why?” That one was a whimper, so it was probably Magnus.

Drakos rubbed his temples. “She’s six weeks along. It happened one night when we obliterated the condom. It was literally shredded and she’s obviously not on birth control.” He sniffled. “I love her, and she doesn’t think I’ll stay faithful. She also thinks I’ll raise the kid to be a pervert.”

If it weren’t for Magnus screaming in pain, you could have heard crickets in the room, until Axton spoke up. “Is it safe for her? Fuck man, you’re a giant, how the hell will her tiny body sustain the life of your fucking huge offspring?”

Drakos’s eyes darted up to Axton. “Her torso is average size, dickhead.”

Axton nodded. “How would an average size woman carry your giant kid? You’re fucking huge, Drakos!”

Creed growled. “You better not have killed Melissa.”

“For the love of God, would someone please help Magnus change his maxi pad before he bleeds on the carpet?” Bolton asked.

“Fine, let’s go, buddy.” Granger stood to help Magnus, who had tears in his eyes. He had his stitches taken out, so I had no idea how he reinjured his asshole.

I took a deep and calming breath. “First of all, what is the doctor saying? Please tell me she’s seen the doctor.”

Drakos nodded. “She’s high risk, but he said a woman’s body is pretty amazing. He thinks she will be okay.”

The biggest guy ever to step foot on Creed’s Lake knocked up the tiniest woman on Creed’s Lake, and I just couldn’t understand. It was like two completely different species breeding and now there’s an offspring.

I watched as Granger helped Magnus off the floor then toward the door. “Drakos isn’t serious, is he?” Magnus must have been in a lot of pain because he sounded like he was crying.

“I truly am worried about Melissa. You’re six foot ten and what, two hundred and seventy five pounds? Melissa is three foot six and maybe a hundred pounds, if that?” Axton asked.

Drakos groaned. “I know, I’m worried too. They said the third trimester will be difficult because of her lungs.”

I looked up at Creed and his face was red and there was a vein on his neck pulsating. “Exactly how hard did you fuck her, asshole? You shredded a condom and she’s a third your size? How the fuck do you manage that fucking bullshit?” Creed's voice bellowed and I don’t remember seeing him so pissed.

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