Page 43 of Pregnant With Their Babes

“A cock… crafted of stone and polished smooth so it glides in with ease. We omegas use them to prepare ourselves to be claimed.”

“So you’ve been with no other men?” Dagr asked.

“No. You’re both my first.” A small, shy smile spread on his lips.

Dagr’s heart fluttered a little in his chest, though he was loath to admit it. Somehow knowing he and Oz had been Llyr’s first…

It shouldn’t have mattered. He and Oz had bedded many men and women. So many, he’d lost count over the years. Yet he still never forgot the first. He and Oz would likely stay in Llyr’s memory forever.

He’ll stay in mine forever, too.

The thought gave him pause. He eyed their lover, capturing that swirling blue-green gaze. Even after the countless lovers they’d shared, this one—this crazy little merman—would be one he’d never forget. Dagr reached out and brushed a few strands of hair from Llyr’s damp forehead.

In a matter of a few days, this man had tunneled under the walls he’d erected—effortlessly.

Llyr’s face reddened a little, and his stare drifted, a small smile on his lips.

“What?” Dagr murmured. “Why do you look away?”

Llyr lifted his stare. “I wonder how you feel after all this—knowing you struggle to believe in me.” He gazed away again. “Now my needing forced an intimacy I doubt you wanted.”

Dagr turned Llyr’s focus his way. “I wanted. I’ve wanted you since you arrived.”

“And fought it every step of the way,” Llyr whispered. “Now I gave you no choice.”

Dagr took Llyr’s chin and forced the man’s attention. “The only thing you forced me into was letting down my guard for a moment. Maybe I needed the push.”

“I told you he was ready to fall,” Oz whispered to Llyr. He eyed Dagr. “Weren’t you?”

Dagr chuckled under his breath.

Llyr smiled softly. “If it helps any—I sense a bond. To you and Oz. I barely understand it. We’re of two different worlds. I never came here expecting this.” He laughed. “I did think I could seduce you two and free myself, butnotthis.”

“Seduce us?” Dagr asked, lifting a brow.

“I know. It sounds ridiculous now, saying it aloud, especially considering how bad of a job I did.”

Oz chuckled. “Considering you’re lying here between two spent men, I think you did averygood job.”

Dagr was unable to shake off all his doubts and suspicions, no matter what he’d promised Oz. “Whydid you feel the need to seduce us?”

“I’ll be considered ruined by the parents of the terrible boy my father wishes to marry me off to.” He cuddled up between them, sighing. “And maybe,justmaybe… I can finally be free.”

Dagr was about to ask another question, when Llyr quickly sat up.

“Where is it?”

“Where is what?” Dagr asked as Llyr spun around to his knees, searching the floor with one hand. The other hand gripped around his neck.

“The pendant! It’s gone!”

Dagr rose to help in the search—as did Oz. Llyr climbed to his feet before ransacking the bed. He ripped the bedding off and dropped it to the floor.

“We have to find it!” Llyr screamed.

Dagr pulled Llyr to him, and the man trembled under his hands. “It’s alright. We’ll find it in the morning—when there’s more light.”

Llyr spun to face him, wide-eyed and looking noticeably paler in the moonlight. “You don’t understand… you don’t…” He shivered as Dagr thought he heard a howling sound outside. “They’re coming.”

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