Page 27 of The Monster at the End of This Molt

"Baby," he whispered in my ear. He rocked against me, and his body dragged against my dripping cock, leaving a sticky trail of precome between us.

I had no voice left to argue. His every thrust punched it out of me, leaving me breathless and steadily approaching a pinnacle of bliss.

I met Robin's gaze, and my vision blurred. This was really happening. My fated mate was above me, fucking into me, joining our bodies together in the ageless kobold mating dance. I couldn't get pregnant, but that only heightened the significance for me. Robin had agreed to my absurd request because he wanted to be here. He hadn't crossed most of the continent because of a misguided sense of duty or obligation to our species. He was here for me, for us.

Robin sealed our mouths together. His still-slick fingers wrapped around my cock, and he jerked it in time with his thrusts.

I moaned into his mouth as the first jet of cum spurted between us. Robin followed me over the edge, and I felt his orgasm insideme, where our dragon bond lived beside my heart. My chest felt like it would break open from our combined euphoria. Instead of pain, it felt wonderful.

Robin slid to my side and curled under my arm. He wrapped both hands around my burgeoning knot.

"Baby, huh?" I kissed his forehead, and he grinned up at me.

"I figured it was better than … you know."

"I don't hate it," I admitted. As we lay together, basking in the afterglow, I wondered what nickname I should give him.

I was still thinking through possibilities when Robin slid lower and snuck a hand behind him again, returning with a fresh coat of slick. He sealed his lips over the head of my cock while he smeared my knot with his slippery goodness.

"I'm too old for this," I mumbled.

His tongue pressed against the slit in my cock head, and the impossible happened. I burgeoned to full hardness, and I ached to come again. Robin worked his tongue into my foreskin and used his hands and chest to build enough friction on my knot. I came with a hoarse shout.

Robin didn't stop licking and sucking until my knot deflated and my cock returned to its regular size. I was hypersensitive after coming twice, but I didn't want it to end. I'd waited twenty-six years for his hands and mouth on me, and now, I never wanted him to stop.

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It took me a week to give away everything I wasn't moving to The Pavilion. I thought it would take longer to show Tim how to use the tractor, but I'd misjudged his ability to not only see its uses but also upgrade it with his magic. Gone was my old Earthbound tilling and harvesting machine. In its place stood a magnificent magical construct with an almost sentient ability to sow and reap our crops for maximum yield.

Stranger still, I could feel my magic within the beast. With it, I could replicate the new equipment for every farm and field on Ignitas.

Finally, I had something to offer The Pavilion when we returned. I could give back after taking so much from Coz and Grindl, from Tuft, and now taking Lark and Punky's only omega son from them.

"Coz and Grindl's hatchlings lived, you know." Robin glared at me. He couldn't hear my thoughts, but he must have gotten enough flashes of imagery to know I was thinking about them. "And Tuft's loss was yours, too."

"It wasn't the same for me." For years, I'd wondered if I was a sociopath. I'd talked Tuft into mating with me, and then I'd been completely detached. "I assumed they wouldn't make it."

"It was too fucking cold down there, and you weren't compatible. Tuft said he didn't produce enough slick."

"I wasn't there." I sighed. "I should have known he was close to laying our eggs, but I went off to work and left him alone."

I'd been working in the underground fields that day. Though I hadn't possessed enough magic to keep the grow lights warm, I had pulled my share of weeds and carried buckets of water to the thirsty plants.

"Tuft doesn't blame you." Robin's gaze softened as he pulled me in for a hug in the bedroom, stripped of its furniture. He'd lost a button somewhere and wanted to scan each room with his magic to see if it was stuck in the floorboards. We'd already checked the main room and the bathroom, so this was the last place to check before declaring it permanently lost.

"Stop blaming yourself, especially for bonding with me. My parents have known about us since I was a week old. They've gotten over their issues. If they haven't, I'll yell at them myself."

I chuckled, imagining Robin head-to-head with Lark and then replacing my mental image. Punky was far more likely to have a problem with me. Lark knew me from our shared classes, at least. He'd watched me grow up a little in the year we taught together. Hell, he'd taught me a thing or two, too.

"What are you thinking?" Robin asked when I gripped him tighter around the waist.

"I miss them," I admitted.

Robin wasn't the only reason I'd run away. Lark and I had gotten too friendly when we taught together. Hell, Tuft had asked me for advice when it looked like Axel was going to leave him and return to Earth. How could he trust me after I'd made such horrible decisions?

Part of me felt as though returning was an equally bad decision. I should keep Robin with me in The Meadows. If his family wanted to see him, they would need to come to us.

I couldn't do that to Robin. He deserved all the happiness in the world. I alone couldn't give that to him, so he needed his family, friends, and bustling life back at the fortress. He'd gone to school to be a child psychologist. I couldn't trap him out here in The Meadows with a handful of children.

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