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Then, he teleported us home. "I'll apologize to Mac later."

"No talking about Mac." I shook my head and shoved him toward our bedroom. "You really want to have babies with me?"

He turned back to me, cradling my chin in his hand as he stared into my eyes. "Yes, Robin. Only if you want, though."

"It's all I've ever wanted," I admitted. "You were my favorite adult. My siblings and I had so much fun with you. Our kids will, too."

The moment felt too honest and raw for more words. I leaned against him until our chests touched and pressed my lips to his. While he was distracted, I used a spell to remove our clothes. I was a lot larger now, but I could still climb him like a tree. Once I had securely wrapped my legs around his torso, I sucked his tongue into my mouth.

Weld carried me to the bed and dropped me on my back in the middle. A towel already waited to collect my excess slick, though Weld did his part by scooping up a generous amount and covering his cock with it.

Tonight, he skipped the teasing foreplay and went right where I needed him. His cock filled me with one deep thrust. He lay on top of me, pressing me into the mattress and grounding me like no one else could. His mouth found my mark at the same time his hand wrapped around my cock.

"I won't last."

"Neither will I." His breath was hot on my neck. "Are you ready?"

I knew what he was asking, but tonight meant so much more than the movements of the act itself. Weld loved me and wanted to have a family with me. I loved him, too, but that was a given. He'd had to talk himself into loving me.

"I was born ready."

He groaned against my neck as he pulled out. Just when I thought I'd said the wrong thing and turned him off, he slammed his cock back into me, stealing my breath. He continued the punishing rhythm. Each time, I thought he would fall out of me, but by some miracle or magical aim, he drilled back inside, his cock dragging along my prostate with each stroke. The first time, he startled a grunt out of me, and it turned into a long moan interrupted only by the force of our bodies slapping together.

Weld matched his speed with his hand, taking me ever closer to release. When his thumb caught in the slit of my dick at the same time he nailed my prostate just right, I came shouting his name.

"Fuck, Weld!"

With each spurt of cum, my channel constricted. Weld growled in my ear before dropping his head to my chest and licking along my mating mark. A new wave of pleasure pulsed through me, and my balls tried valiantly to pump even more cum onto my chest.

Weld grunted and froze above me as his cock pulsed deep inside. With each beat of his heart, I felt his knot expand.

Our magical birth control spells were nothing like condoms. They didn't take up space or have a taste or smell. There was virtually no difference between sex with the spells or without them, but his knot felt so much bigger and more significant now that they were gone. Pregnancy wasn't guaranteed, but it was a lot more likely without our spells.

The room blurred around us as my eyes filled with tears. Weld wanted to start a family with me. While I had been truthful when I said a family was all I'd ever wanted, Weld was also part of that family. I'd been content to wait until he was ready, thinking it would be years. I was so grateful it had taken only weeks, instead.

ChapterEighteen

Weld

The dragon reunionwas as celebratory and chaotic as I'd expected when Bale had described the first one to me all those years ago. It was more rewarding to see the pageantry in person. Galen and their family were magnificent as they welcomed kobolds and dragons from the continent, and even some dragons from other planes.

It was even better to have Robin by my side. He buzzed with excitement for each event, from the kobold origin play to the dire weasel and dragonet races. Odessa took second place to a young pup named Felicia, but Robin and his family treated her to a bovinji flank, ear scratches, and enough jerky to make the winner jealous.

We hadn't arrived in time to register Kermit for the races, but it was just as well. Rapture could fly circles around Kermit when they were nest mates, and Mac's dragonet took top honors for the third year in a row.

Instead of congratulating their mate in the winner's circle, Galen caught wind of us and spun on their heel. They were in their kobold alpha form for the races, and the intensity in their gaze made the fine hair at my nape stand on end.

"Congratulations!" Galen scooped both Robin and me into their arms and crushed us to their chest. "I knew you would be the first."

"Only because Tim's old-fashioned," Clementine said under her breath.

Once Galen released me, I dragged her to Robin so he could hear the good news, too. "You're with Tim? From The Meadows, Tim? Beta, yay tall," I held my hand up to my jaw, "head of his village, Tim?"

"Yeah, yeah." Clementine rolled her eyes. "He's great, but he wants me to see his home before we do the deed."

Robin tackled her with a hug, and Galen and I piled on, too.

"Tim's a great guy," I said. "You're going to love The Meadows."

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