Chapter 10 Lawrence to the Rescue
Lawrence to the Rescue
Leo
We had to shower, and Davidson suckled on my nipples some more under the warm spray of water.
Nursing him felt so fucking nice I stopped questioning it.
He said it was a dragon thing. Apparently, it was just something my body could do now, and we both liked it, so screw it.
I didn’t have the mental capacity to freak out about that on top of everything else.
He dried me up and gave me a pair of sweats because my new ones got soaked.
The pants were long and loose, and even after I cinched them around my waist, I stepped on the hems.
“I’ll order you more clothes. One pair of sweats is not enough.”
“I can order something myself,” I blurted without thinking. I wanted to kick myself. Obedient omegas say thank you and don’t talk back. Besides, he’d have to give me my phone and allow me to use it.
But Davidson blinked, looking sheepish. “Sure.” His easy agreement threw me. “You can use my laptop later.” He smiled, caressing my cheek.
Huh.
Before I could pick apart his reaction, the doorbell rang. Davidson grabbed my hand and led me to the atrium. It reminded me of how he’d dragged me through the house that night, and a flash of fear and arousal made me stumble. He slowed down, wrapping his arm around me.
“Sorry, darling,” he muttered.
Looking up, I caught his determined expression.
My scrambled brain was still trying to piece together what the hell was happening to me.
Nothing in my life made sense right now, except for Davidson’s orders.
The power he had over me got less scary by the minute.
Ever so slowly, I’d begin relying on his strength.
Maybe he’d be a strict and demanding Master, but I needed that. I craved that.
He seemed to care about me—he’d gotten upset when I’d cried and was trying to help me.
So maybe I hadn’t fucked up as much as I’d thought.
I shouldn’t have cried. I should have been able to keep it together.
But Davidson would soon realize his new mate was a real piece of work just like he’d said… I needed to try harder.
Davidson opened the door to a dark-haired little omega with a sizable pregnant belly. I didn’t know who I’d expected to come to my rescue, but this man sure wasn’t it.
Everything about him was wholesome—from his comfy grandpa sneakers, loose preggo jeans, pristine polo shirt, and boring beige jacket to his rosy cheeks and neat haircut.
I could almost hear him complaining about the music being too loud at a church bake sale.
His belly entered the house, the rest of him a step behind, and I automatically inched away from him.
He was exactly the do-gooder type of omega who’d invariably end up hating me.
This was the man Davidson called to help me. Was he a part of my punishment? If so, I probably deserved it. The weirdest thing was how he smiled at me. Literally with stars in his eyes.
“Hi. It’s so nice to meet you,” he enthused.
“Lawrence, this is Leo.” Davidson sounded sheepish. “Leo, this is Lawrence Bracknell, my personal assistant. He’s also a dragon mate.”
Another mate? I swiveled around to look at Davidson, bile rising into my throat. “He’s yours too?” I blurted, my voice breaking. I couldn’t share my alpha with anyone. There was no way…
Davidson’s eyes widened. “Fuck no!”
“What Davidson means is that I’m married to another dragon shifter,” Lawrence said from behind me with badly hidden amusement in his voice. “My husband, Ernest Bracknell, just dropped me off by the gate.”
Davidson heaved a sigh, lifting his palms in a placating gesture.
“I thought it might help you to talk to someone who’s been through the same.
” He spoke slowly, like one might talk to a crazy person, and I felt my face heat with shame.
Placing his hands on my shoulders, he smiled crookedly.
“He hasn’t been held at gunpoint in a back alley, snagged by a mythical creature, and carried in its claws through the night.
” Lawrence snickered behind me. “But he once also found out he was a dragon’s mate and had a hard time accepting it. ”
I’d accepted it. I now belonged to Davidson and had to obey him. A part of me knew that. The other part was looking around the house, wondering why the rooms weren’t padded and when the people in white coats would appear.
“Davidson, why don’t you leave us alone for a moment? I’ll talk to Leo.”
Lawrence must have known his way around the house because he strode straight toward the living room.
“Go. I’ll be in my office,” Davidson told me, giving me a tense smile.
I felt vaguely nauseous leaving him behind as I walked after Lawrence. When I glanced back at Davidson, he stood still by the door, staring at me.
“It’s difficult to be separated from him, I know.” Lawrence’s words made me jerk around. I sped up to catch up with him. “Just keep telling yourself he’s in the same house. If you get nervous, visualize him in the office a mere twenty feet away. It’ll get easier, I promise.”
Okay, maybe Lawrence would be helpful.
“When did it happen to you?”
“Almost three years ago. I met Ernest at a New Year’s party, took one whiff of his scent, and here I am.” Lowering himself into the sofa, he patted his pregnant belly, smiling.
I sat next to him. “And he’s like Davidson?”
“A dragon shifter, yes.”
Lawrence studied me, raking his eyes up and down my body before settling on my face. Then he squinted until he lit up with recognition. “You’re Leonard Chase, aren’t you?”
Shit. If Davidson didn’t already know about my colorful past, his assistant would promptly fill him in. “A piece of work” didn’t even cover half of it.
“Sorry, but this will take some time getting used to. Davidson has been alone for a very long time, and quite bitter about it too. And now you’re here, and it’s you.
” He gestured toward me with both hands, grinning excitedly.
“Leave it to Davidson to wait for his mate for decades and then snatch the officially most beautiful omega in the country. I thought you lived in Dalton City. Did you move to Ardaine, or are you just visiting? Sorry if I keep staring at you, but oh my stars, you’re gorgeous.
Davidson must be beside himself with joy.
” To my confusion, I couldn’t detect any sarcasm or spite in his voice.
Not even a trace of it. He seemed genuinely glad to meet me.
Guys like him were never kind to guys like me.
Was he slow on the uptake or one of those nauseatingly naive, nice people?
“I moved here only recently.” That was the only question he asked, right? “What’s a dragon mate?”
“I’m getting distracted, sorry.” He sighed, blinking at me dreamily.
“I’m here to help and won’t leave you hanging.
So. The most important fact to get into your head—and it took me a while too, so no pressure—dragon shifters mate for life.
” He paused, looking at me expectantly, so I gave him a vague nod.
“It’s a fact, no exceptions. Once a dragon alpha meets his mate, they create a powerful physical and emotional bond basically overnight.
The pheromonal attraction is so intense you’re irresistible to each other.
Like Ernest and me. I never did one-night stands. Ever.”
Of course not. Nice boys fuck on the third date at the earliest. I refrained from commenting.
“Once I met Ernest, I just…went for it.” He waggled his eyebrows, blushing faintly. “I imagine it must have been similar for you. But of course, that’s private. We don’t have to dwell on that part.”
“I met Davidson at a sex club. Fucking was implied.”
Lawrence blinked rapidly, and his ears went red. “Okay. Um. I assume you were attracted to him, right? It’s just…the, uh, sex drive…it’s a mate thing. Anyway. He mentioned something about a back alley. What happened?”
“He ate me out at the party, but I changed my mind about the fucking and left.” The play of reactions on Lawrence’s face tempted me to add more details, as crude as possible.
He was an easy target. However, I couldn’t tell him about Fabio.
It was bad enough Davidson knew. “I got ambushed on the way home. Davidson must have followed me because he changed into that thing, took the attackers out, and flew me here like a parcel. He dropped me off on his lawn, brought me to the house, and it must have been the shock that exhausted me because I fell asleep. I’m not sure how it happened, but I think I dreamed something, woke up horny, and together with his scent, it made me beg for his cock.
We fucked like animals. In the morning, he claimed I was his mate, but I didn’t believe him.
He got mad, changed into the dragon again, and told me I couldn’t leave him.
After that, I’ve been trying not to piss him off again. ”
Lawrence stared at me with his mouth open. A few seconds passed in silence while he went from disbelief to astonishment, only to settle on pity. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I’m doing this all wrong. You’re terrified, aren’t you?”
Was I? Not as much as I should have been. “I’m not sure.”
“It’s overwhelming, and you’re probably wondering if you’ve gone insane.” It would have been a solid explanation. “And Davidson is being his obtuse self, making it all worse.”
That made me bristle. “He’s been taking care of me. When I toe the line, he’s kind.”
Lawrence grimaced. “When you toe the line?”
“You know what I mean.”
He tilted his head to the side, frowning, mouth slightly parted. Then he shut it and shook his head. “I don’t. Please explain to me what you mean.” He said it kindly, without any trace of sarcasm.