Chapter 10 Lawrence to the Rescue #3
“Just spit it out, please.”
It’s obvious. The shape of your underbelly. The milk. How you feel about his cum. How horny you are. An obedient omega mate… It all has one simple purpose.
I stared at Lawrence’s big round stomach.
“The bonding speeds up the process,” Lawrence said. “My heat came after only four months even though I was barely halfway in my cycle. But you’re close already.”
“Meaning?” My voice sounded like it was coming from afar.
“It might be much earlier. And a warning, pills don’t work on you now. You’re a dragon mate. You’re meant to pop dragon kids one after another. You’ll need a different type of contraceptive.”
I stared, frozen. Inhaled. Exhaled. On top of everything… That.
Lawrence’s face scrunched up. “See. The bonding will make you…receptive to the idea. I had intense breeding and pregnancy fantasies even during the first twenty-four hours after Ernest and I had sex. To the point I thought I’d developed a kink.
Once you go into heat, you’ll need breeding.
You won’t be able to control your urges at all.
There’s a doctor downtown who’s a dragon mate himself.
I’ll give you his contact details, and you need to call him immediately.
He’ll determine the exact timing of your heat and give you the contraceptive. ”
The water in the pool had calmed down, looking like a clear, blank mirror.
Pregnant. I could get pregnant.
“It’s Sunday,” I mumbled, more to myself. “The office will be closed.”
“They have a nurse available on the phone twenty-four seven.”
“I always took pills during my heats.” How deep was this rabbit hole?
“I know. But this time, you’ll need something else. It’s a small device. You won’t even know it’s there. After recovery, you’ll get it pulled out again.”
I glanced at Lawrence’s belly again. It looked flawlessly round. There’s a baby in there.
“Seriously, Leo, you need to call the doctor. Today. I have no idea how fast it can come, but it sure won’t be in a month. You don’t have time.”
“And if I get pregnant?”
Lawrence gaped, then pointed a finger at me. “You met him on Friday, remember?”
I shook myself. “Of course. Sorry. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Where’s your phone?”
“Davidson has it. He turned it off.”
“What?” Suddenly, the expression on the preppy omega’s face got positively rabid. He jumped up and stretched his lower back. “Okay, I’ve heard enough. Come on. We need to sort this out.”
He strode decisively toward Davidson’s study, and I followed him on autopilot.
My heat would come early. Possibly very soon. And I’d spend it with Davidson. Of course I would. The thought of any other alpha touching me didn’t compute in my head. I couldn’t even imagine it.
The knowledge was so powerful it made me pause in the hallway in front of Davidson’s office. Nobody would touch me, but him. Not ever. Only Davidson. His huge hands, his taste, his cock in me, forever. Only him.
And he’d breed me.
Oh God. It was true. Everything they said was true.
I wasn’t hallucinating. I was Davidson’s mate. For life.
He’ll get me pregnant.
I stood frozen, both hands on my belly, and a painful surge of yearning tore through me, making my chest ache and my eyes itch.
The feeling was purely physical, but no less overwhelming.
Suddenly, I was horribly aware of how skinny I was and how small my stomach felt under my hands. Empty. I felt unbearably empty.
“Davidson!” Lawrence called before knocking on the door loudly, tearing me out of my trance.
“Yes?”
The small omega burst in, talking a hundred miles an hour while I followed him warily.
“Is this a hostage situation or what? Give Leo his phone back immediately. He needs to call Dr. Francis Clearbridge downtown and book an appointment. He’s already close to his heat, and the bonding will accelerate the cycle.
He needs to see Dr. Clearbridge within days, preferably tomorrow already, or he could be pregnant by Friday, and you’ve traumatized him enough as it is.
Why on Earth would you turn off his phone? ”
Stunned, Davidson looked from me to Lawrence and back to me. “It was for your safety. You know that.”
I nodded. I did know. But Lawrence was on a roll.
“No wonder he’s afraid of you when you treat him like a prisoner.”
“But he’s in danger—”
“He thinks he has to obey you.”
“Do you have any idea what the word kink means, Lawrence?” Davidson raised his voice, but Lawrence didn’t seem deterred.
“I do, sir. I have a very happy, inventive sex life. Thanks for your concern. But you’ve made Leo so terrified he believes that being a dragon mate means obeying the dragon like we live in the Middle Ages.
You’ve made a mess, and you need to fix it and fast, or I swear to God I’ll sic Manny on you! ”
Who was Manny? My alpha gripped the handles of his chair and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. The mute shock on Davidson’s face had me wondering how much of his behavior I had misunderstood, but now wasn’t the time to reflect on that.
“Can I use your phone, Davidson?” I asked loudly before they could argue some more.
“Of course.” He unlocked the device and handed it to me.
“The number, Lawrence, please?”
Lawrence cast Davidson a glare and fished out his phone from his bag. He dictated the number, and I dialed.
“Say it’s an emergency,” Lawrence urged. “And don’t use the word dragon on the phone.”
I grimaced. What was I supposed to say?
An automatic voice answered. “Dr. Clearbridge’s office. Please wait. We’ll answer your call as soon as possible. In life-threatening situations, please hang up and call nine-one-one.”
Apparently, I was booking an appointment with a dragon doctor but wasn’t allowed to say the word dragon. My heart pounded in my chest, double-time to the beeping sound in the phone.
“How do I even—” But before I could finish my question, the beeping stopped.
“Dr. Clearbridge’s office, you’re speaking to Germaine.”
Okay. Here goes nothing.
“Hello. Are you…a nurse?”
“Yes. I’m on duty while Dr. Clearbridge is away from the office. How can I help you?”
“My name is Leonard. I, um, met my mate a few days ago, and I’m close to my heat. A friend recommended you. He said you can help me…determine the date.”
“Of course, Leonard. Are you experiencing any bonding symptoms?”
“Um. Yes. Clear liquid coming out of my nipples. My stomach is bloated.”
“Do you have loose, relaxed muscles in your lower back and around your hips? Heightened libido?”
Germaine’s matter-of-fact tone was comforting. “Yes, to both.”
“Your age? And when was your heat supposed to start?”
“I’m twenty-seven. Around the tenth next month. Fourth heat.”
“Since the first intercourse with your mate, how soon did lover’s milk appear?”
“I…don’t know. Several hours later. It happened during the same night.”
“And would you say you have a large amount?”
“What’s a large amount?”
“When you nurse your mate, is it more like small drops coming out or a trickle? How soon do your pectorals swell again after nursing?”
I could feel Davidson’s gaze on me. This was probably the most bizarre conversation I’d ever had, but curiously enough, it gave me a sense of normalcy. A stranger on the phone thought what I was going through was an everyday thing.
It was all real. It was truly happening.
“A trickle, I think. And a few hours.”
“Early and high production of lover’s milk indicates you’re indeed very close. Most probably, you’ll go into heat this week. But that’s okay, don’t worry. Obviously, the doctor isn’t here today, but you can come first thing tomorrow morning. We leave time slots open for emergencies like yours.”
I could hear my pulse in my head. “Is it an emergency?”
“Well, that depends on how you feel about it. Your heat will come during the first phase of bonding, so the bonding symptoms and heat symptoms will coincide. It will be short, about five to six days, and very intense. You’ll both be compelled to breed.
Which means immediate pregnancy within days of realizing you’re mated.
Many omegas in your situation opt for a contraceptive device, which needs to be inserted into your womb before the first heat wave. ”
I swallowed. I could get pregnant with Davidson’s baby. Within days.
“You don’t have to decide anything now, Leonard. Think about it and talk to your mate. If you’re unsure how to proceed, Dr. Clearbridge will help you to make the best decision for you. I’ll put you in for seven forty-five Monday morning. Do you have the address?”
“I think our friend has it.”
“You’ll receive an automated message with all the details on the number you’re calling from. Is that okay?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Excellent. Have a lovely Sunday, and we’ll see you tomorrow, Leonard.”
“Thanks. Bye.”
I gave the phone back to Davidson, and it beeped in his hand with a message. He looked at it.
“Seven forty-five tomorrow,” he read. “It’s close to my company’s headquarters. My driver will take us.”
“Why the hell did you take his phone?” Lawrence asked indignantly. I’d almost forgotten about him.
“Because we don’t know if my phone is safe,” I replied before Davidson could. “He was trying to protect me.”
“Protect you? From what?”
“A crazy ex. I don’t want to talk about it.”
Davidson lifted his hands in an “I told you so” gesture, and Lawrence huffed before turning to me.
“You don’t have to obey him,” he stated, pointing a finger at Davidson. “That’s not what being a dragon mate means. In fact, you shouldn’t. It’d make his head grow even bigger.”
Davidson let out an exasperated laugh, and I just stood there, my mind a whirlwind.
Me? Pregnant?
Lawrence’s bag vibrated. “Ernest is here. I have to go.”
He turned to me, and to my horror, he hugged me. His firm belly pressed into mine, and I patted his shoulder gingerly.
“Call me anytime, okay?” Then he turned to Davidson, glaring at him. “Don’t scare him any more.”
Davidson rubbed a hand down his face. “Why did I think you’d be helpful?”