Page 46 of The Dragon's Stone Hearted Mate
“Come get me! Come get me! Come get me!”I said over our mating link and slid down the wall with my back pressed hard to it.
Despite being in the Other World visiting Cutter, he made it to me in less than twenty minutes. I met him on the porch shifting my weight from one foot to the other.
“Do you remember the stone baby thing?” I asked, my voice hushed as soon as he was within ear shot.
Morvan thought about it for a moment and nodded.
“You don’t have to go anywhere,” Mori stepped outside. “The house is cleansed more or less. I can have it ready by tonight.”
“Are you ready to move, though?” I looked to Morvan.
“I am at home wherever you are,” Morvan nodded and took my pregnant hand in his. He turned his back to Mori, blocking the wolf’s view and examined the shiny yellow stone on the back of my hand.
“How long?” He asked.
“Not long. A few weeks before the stone figures out how to grow into a baby.”
“Are you excited? Does it hurt?” Morvan asked.
“Excited and no pain,” I shook my head.
“Cutter’s going to be over the moon. He keeps going on and on about what great parents we’re going to be!” Morvan grinned.
I bit my lip and held back a stray thought but sometimes as a carrier you should trust your intuition because even if it sounds crazy in your own head it may just come out that way in the end.
“Hey, do you remember the time it was the diamond behind your ear?” he asked, knocking the thought out of my head for now.
“Ouch! I do,” I nodded. “She was such a big stone! Thought my neck would forever lean to the left before she fell off!”
“Fell off?” Mori asked.
“Ummm… I’m not comfortable talking about this right now,” I said. “I trust you with my life but this is someone else’s life. Someone that I’m responsible for.”
Mori’s face fell a bit, but he nodded his understanding. Maybe one day I’d explain it all to him, but I wasn’t ready to explain this one aspect of my reproduction with anyone.
***
It wasn’t until we laid in bed that night – our first night together at Morvan’s house – that I talked about it at length with anyone.
“I’m still confused about one thing,” Morvan said, a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth and mischief dancing in his eyes.
“No! This isn’t a new question!” I said, pointing a finger at him.
“Do you know what I’m going to ask? I’ve kept it off our link. At least, I think I have,” Morvan laughed.
“You’re going to ask how my hand got pregnant because you didn’t cum there.”
“I probably have at some point since we met but there’s no--- umm…. Nowhere for it to go,” he said, flashing me a sheepish smile.
“If you weren’t blushing, I’d kick you. Do you want me to explain it again?” I asked, resting my pregnant hand on his stomach.
“Please.”
“Do you not remember, or do you just enjoy listening to me talk about it?” I asked my dragon.
“Both,” Morvan said and leaned over to steal a quick kiss.
“It’s spiritual reproduction, sort of. If the baby was going to be a normal rock dragon, I’d carry and lay an egg. We all know I’m equipped for it. But the baby is going to be a gargoyle. So, the same life magic that brought me to life will bring them to life. It can happen anywhere on my skin because the magic travels around until it finds a spot in my stone where another stone can grow from. It can be any sort of stone, but it grows from mine. When the baby has absorbed what they need from me the stone will fall off and begin to take shape. Sometimes the process is quick and other times it takes quite a while for the baby to take a shape. When the baby’s chosen shape solidifies enough, they will become flesh and be a gargoyle like me. Most of our children can also shift into dragons.”
