Page 31 of The Ruby Dragon’s Unconventional Mate (Oro Escondido #3)

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Twenty-Nine

“ G uys, he’s very unhappy.” Bryant wasn’t sure what the problem was. Lars had been so happy, really, for so long, but as he continued to grow, he was getting a little snappish.

Lachlan frowned and handed one of the babies a sippy cup.

They had decided to do the alpha Saturdays at Lachlan’s house because the man had set up an amazing playground for the children, and it was the easiest thing ever to go there.

They could all sit together and trust that the children were basically safe. “He is going to the midwife, right?”

“Yeah, she says everything is fine.”

“Then I wouldn’t worry about it.” Logan shrugged.

“Can you imagine how uncomfortable it has to be? That baby is getting big, his time is close, and I imagine it’s very, very uncomfortable.

Dakota always said the very worst part of it was that he had to pee every five minutes, all night long, so he never felt like he got any sleep.

And then he was worried because he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to get any sleep once the babies were born; it just stressed him out. ”

“I think that Samuel and I are gonna try for one more.” That fell out of Jake’s mouth like a turd in a punch bowl. “Maybe next year. So that we have them pretty much equal distance apart.”

“I think if I suggested that Dakota have another pregnancy, he would cut my balls off.” Logan sounded deadly serious.

“You do have the perfect complement of children,” Lachlan pointed out. “Seriously.”

They were losing the thread. “So you think I shouldn’t worry?”

“I think you’re going to worry one way or the other, but I don’t think it’s anything serious.” Logan shrugged. “I think this is just… He’s tired, feeling a little heavy and unattractive, and maybe even a little nervous.”

Bea glanced over at him. “He’s making a whole being. That’s hard. Like he is literally creating an entire dragon out of air and his own magic. And yours. This is hard work.”

“Yeah, I see what you’re saying. I try not to think about it too much because it kind of wigs me out.” So much power for one body. It was a little unnerving.

“You know,” Lachlan said. “You might think about coming on to him.”

“What?”

“You know. Make a pass at him, seduce him. A little hanky-panky.”

Logan stared at Lachlan, looking like he was gonna barf. “I don’t wanna think about my brother having hanky or panky. I don’t want to think about my brother having ever had sex his whole life because that’s gross.”

Lachlan stared Logan down. “Well, I don’t want to think about my brother having sex either, but I am trying to think about the health of his omega, and I thought that hormones were supposed to make you all woo-hoo.”

“Do you think I should?”

“Dude, if you don’t, you’re missing out on one of the most amazing situations ever.

” Bea looked straight into his eyes. “Listen to me. It’s like heat sex, but you don’t have to worry about getting them pregnant because they’re already pregnant, and they want it, and they want it now.

If you have not been tapping that, you’re making a huge mistake. ”

“Seriously, did you just use the words tapping that? In reference to my brother?” Logan was more than a little wild-eyed now.

“Logan, seriously, you have to grow up. Lars is a big boy. He’s pregnant. He’s had sex.”

Logan shot daggers at Bea. “Possibly once.”

Bryant chuckled. “I can guarantee you it was more than once.”

“Oh, stop it, stop it, stop it. I can’t hear you, la la la.”

Jake stared at Logan. “You are a weirdo.” Then he turned to stare at Bryant. “And you. He’s right. You are missing out on what is possibly the absolute best part of being pregnant. I didn’t think you were that big of an idiot.”

“All right, all right, I will. I will tap that thing.”

Logan fell back on the couch, groaning, one hand thrown over his eyes. “It burns. It burns.”

“Damn, have you always been this much of a drama queen?” Bryant shook his head, chuckles bubbling out of him.

“Rumor has it that he used to be way worse.”

Bea snorted. “He’s just in that big golden daddy sort of phase of his life, you know? Trying to pretend that both sets of twins sort of popped out of the ether, and that he’s never pegged that thing.”

“I thought it was tapped.”

“Tapped. Pegged.” Bea rolled her eyes. “What the hell does it matter?”

“I hate you all. You all suck.” Logan was grinning, though, wasn’t he?

“I think they’re grand,” Bryant said. “Helping a guy out. I mean, I think Lars is like, earth god right now, but I was worried he wouldn’t want to do the thing.”

“He wants to do the thing. But more than that, he wants you to want to,” Jake said.

Logan chuckled. “That much is true. Dakota always said I was so clueless, but he wanted me to find him sexy, not to have to ask for it.”

“Then I’ll ask for it.” Tonight. Lars was resting today, the other omegas having gone on a shopping trip, since Lars had begged off.

He was chilling out, not even working on his various school projects from home.

So, he ought to be just energetic enough to have a little hammer and tongs when Bryant got home…

“Go home.” Jake gave him a glinting grin. “Because now you’re not going to think about anything else.”

“You’re right. And I love your kids, but I want to go love my omega.” He would fly. Fast.

He set down just a few minutes later at their house, ready and willing to show Lars how much he loved him, desired him. He wanted Lars always, and if he had been remiss in showing it, then he was a fool, and he needed to remedy it.

As long as Lars was actually feeling well enough to go.

He raced inside, Arthur blinking at him from the kitchen. “Bryan? Is all well?”

“I hope so. Is Lars upstairs?”

“He is.”

“Thanks.” He raced up the stairs, his body thrumming with need. It had been far too long.

“Lars?” He rushed into the bedroom, and Slippy and Andine jumped down to run from the room.

He must be broadcasting.

“Mmm?” Lars rolled over in their bed, blinking at him, his shining eyes bright but sleepy.

“Hey, love.”

“I thought you were at alpha and kids day?” Lars sat up, automatically reaching for him.

He came to sit on the bed, grabbing Lars’s hand. “I was needing you.”

Lars seemed to spark, his body coming alive as he leaned toward Bryant. “Really?”

“Yes. I was thinking how long it had been, and how stupid I was to worry you were too delicate for me to love you.”

“Oh.” Beaming at him, Lars pulled him close. “I’m not. Kiss me?”

“Mmmhmm.” He kissed that mouth deep, if not too hard to begin with, wanting to wake up his mate, warm him up.

Lars was having none of that, though. He tugged Bryant even closer, going into the kiss with gusto. They wrestled for it, Lars pulling him down on the bed, hot and willing, touching him anywhere skin and scales showed. “I need you naked, my love.”

“Yes.” He should have stripped off before he got to the bed, dammit. Wiggling around like a worm on a hook was not a sexy look.

“You’re always sexy,” Lars told him.

“So are you, baby. I’m sorry if I?—”

Lars put a hand over his mouth. “Just make love to me, Bryant. No regrets.”

“None,” he agreed. He was going to be a better alpha mate, dammit. He kissed Lars deeply, finding his naked form under the blankets and searching out all the changes in it, loving how Lars felt now, heavy with their baby dragon.

God, he was hot and sweet and wonderful.

Lars touched him back, hand sliding down his chest and over his belly to grasp his cock, rubbing up and down.

His toes curled, and he panted, his knot thinking about swelling already. “Careful, baby. I want to last.”

“I know. I’m not going to take it too far, but I want you so much.”

“I want you, Lars.” He stared into those shimmering eyes.

“Well, it’s a good thing that I’m so horny I could climb on right now and ride.” Lars brought his hand around until his fingers touched that sweet hole, which was wet for him, ready to be opened and taken.

So he sank two fingers inside his sweet lover, moving them in and out. Lars grunted, his body bucking, which was slower now than it had been months ago, but still just as stunning and beautiful.

He loved this silver dragon so much, and his body was so ready, but he opened Lars up with care, even if it went quickly. No hurting Lars. Ever.

“Not hurting me. Want. Please. Now.” Lars climbed up on top of him, which was perfect, because he could control the depth and speed that way.

But he needed to know Bryant was right there with him, so he rubbed his hard cock against Lars all the way back, pressing against the hard cock, the heavy sac, and then against Lars’s hole.

“Uhn.” Lars raised up, then sank down, taking him in, the rush of it making his stomach clench.

“Uh-huh. Perfect.” He grabbed Lars by the hips. “Ride me, Lars. Show me how much you need it.”

“There’s nothing easier—making love with you.” Lars settled down over him, the perfect heat surrounding Bryant and making him gasp. He gritted his teeth against the sensations, against the urge to just give in and take what he wanted.

Lars’s body was slick and burning, and he whimpered as Lars stroked his chest, his belly, the light touches threatening to set him on fire. Then he began to move in tiny little motions, almost pushing him over the edge, which did not work for him. “Careful, baby.”

“Careful?” Those tiny teasing emotions kept up, and Lars watched him with laughing eyes, a teasing little smile on his face.

His hand slid up Lars’s thighs, ending up wrapping around the lean hips. “I’m not gonna be able to hold back.”

“I don’t want you to hold back. I’m not going to break.”

That was what he needed to hear, and he tightened his grip and dragged Lars down onto him, pushing forward with his hips.

They came together with a slap, and Lars’s head fell back as he moaned.

It was a beautiful sight—his mate, lost in passion?

He wanted to remember it forever, but his eyes kept trying to close, and his knot kept trying to swell and his brain was just not having any of this.

“Do it again. Just keep doing that.”

And so he did it again.

And again.

Then again.

His entire focus was on loving Lars, on driving in and making them both fly, his own body screaming for release.

He needed Lars to come, he needed Lars to prove that they were right there together, and so he grabbed that sweet cock and began to tug it hard and steady, needing Lars’s pleasure as well as his own.

The sweet body milked him, and he moaned, Lars’s face a study in pure bliss—lips parted, cheeks flushed, soft cries filling the air.

“Close,” Lars hissed. “So close.”

All Bryant could do was nod and pull and thrust. Soon they were coming, both of them flying together. Bryant could feel it, this deep satisfaction, like he’d scratched an itch that Lars hadn’t even known he had. Good.

“Finally,” Lars sighed.

“How beautiful you are. Perfect.”

Lars slumped down against him, blinking slowly. “Wow. It’s nice to have you home.”

“I couldn’t wait. I know that you were resting, but I tell you, baby, this was amazing.”

His mate beamed at him. “It was. I—it was amazing to see you.”

He cuddled Lars, stroking the sweaty hair off his face. “I needed you, and I didn’t want to wait anymore.”

“You don’t have to wait.” Lars brought their lips together, so gentle. “Well, maybe now you have to wait for a little while.”

“Just for a bit,” he teased back.

“I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know what you were discussing over at Lachlan’s to have you come back in such a state. I’m glad you did.” Lars yawned, jaw cracking.

“Mmhmm…” He nodded, his eyelids going heavy.

“Now we have no choice but to snuggle together, enjoy each other for a few hours.”

“Oh, man…” He fought his grin. “I don’t know what I’m going to do, though… My phone’s all the way over there.”

Lars cracked up, slapping him in the chest. “You ass. Don’t make me beat you.”

Bryant blinked, tickled bone deep.

Okay, now he got it. He knew what he needed to do, and it was the most pleasurable job he could have imagined.