Chapter 24 The Nap of All Naps
The Nap of All Naps
Leo
I woke up and felt like I should check which century it was.
It hadn’t been just one nap. It had been a series of such profound sleeps that I might have moved through dimensions and been reincarnated five times over.
Rolling on the bed, I looked around. The curtains were drawn, and the light coming through the thin gaps seemed tinted with orange.
Early morning? Or sunset? I blinked, assessing the angle the light was coming from. Sunset. The room was quiet.
I sat up and stretched my back. By the bed I spotted a bowl with fresh fruit and a tall glass of water that my thoughtful mate must have left for me. I ate a banana and chugged the water.
When I turned to put the glass back onto the nightstand, my bladder protested. Ouch. I rushed to the bathroom to relieve myself, then splashed cold water on my face. More awake, I decided to brush my teeth and take a shower. That felt better.
Angling my body to the side in front of the mirror, I checked my stomach.
Relatively flat, but the lower part was protruding just a little.
I caressed it and smiled. It felt so nice.
Deep inside, I was full, and the physical sensation was so powerful I couldn’t possibly be sad or nervous or worry about anything.
My face glowed pink, and I licked my lips, then weighed my pecs. After so many hours in bed, they should be swollen and dripping. Instead, I barely managed to squeeze a drop out. The lover’s milk was disappearing. That sucked. But soon, I’d have the real stuff.
I grabbed my favorite silk bathrobe and went down the hall.
“Davidson?”
“Here.”
I grinned at the sound of his voice and rushed downstairs. He appeared at the door to his office, looking a little disheveled but so handsome in a simple white T-shirt and linen pants. I threw myself into his arms, and he chuckled.
“Hello. What’s the occasion?”
“What?”
“You’re happy.”
“Yes. I’m in love with an amazing man, and in nine months, I’ll have his child. Of course I’m happy.”
His gaze was way too serious when he cupped my jaw and roamed my face. “Universe, help me.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“You’re so gorgeous it hurts, love.”
I dragged his head down for a kiss, and sensing he was stressed about something, I did what I knew best. Got on my knees. Right there in the middle of the hallway.
Davidson sighed and leaned against the wall. He let me suck him slow and thorough, and I kept testing how deep I could take him. His cum sliding into my stomach was the best snack. Then I kissed his cock and tucked it away. Standing up, I combed my fingers through his wayward hair.
“Something else I can do for you, my beloved Master?”
His eyes crinkled around the corners. “Actually, yes. Come and have a swim with me, then eat what I’ll cook for you.”
That was easy. “Yes, Master.”
I kissed his cheek, and he took my hand, walking toward the pool.
Something was bothering him, but it didn’t feel like the right moment to pry.
Instead, I did my best to distract and entertain him.
He liked looking at me when I was naked, and I sat on the edge of the pool, giving him the best view.
I brought him a drink and made him talk about his favorite topics—flying and business.
He took an interest in my ventures, which I’d left in the care of a hired CEO back in Dalton City.
Davidson mentioned I could branch out here in Ardaine, and it looked like he’d support me if I tried.
That would be cool. Then I asked about when and how he could take me for a proper flight, and that got him going.
“There are several national parks around Ardaine that close certain areas during the summer and autumn months because of wildfire risk. Those restrictions do not include flying dragons, though.” He winked.
“Besides, a couple of rangers at Cross River are ours. Ernest takes Lawrence there on a regular basis because it’s the closest. But they’ve also been to Canada and Chile. ”
“Chile?”
“Yes. The Patagonian fjords are one of the most remote and deserted places on Earth, but breathtakingly beautiful. As far as I know, Ernest proposed to Lawrence on one of the islands during their trip there two years ago.”
Proposed. Um. I blinked, trying to mask where my thoughts had gone. We’d only met a couple of weeks ago. And I’m already pregnant with his kid.
I suspected Davidson missed nothing. He swam to the edge where I sat and hugged my hips.
“I’ve never been to South America,” I said.
“Then I should take you to Chile to fly. Or Northern Australia. But that tends to get too hot.”
“I don’t mind heat.”
Davidson smirked. “No. You seemed to enjoy it.”
Laughing at his double meaning, I tugged his head closer. He kissed just underneath my bellybutton. Oh.
When I quieted, he did it again, lingering. Another open-mouthed kiss, gaze pinned on my face.
“You like this, omega?”
I nodded, mute.
“You should be avoiding my touch, you know.”
True. I was recovering. My hole was a bit sore now that I thought about it, but I didn’t feel any discomfort when Davidson kissed me. I even felt a little aroused. Not enough to make me hard, but pleasantly buzzing.
Would the typical aversion to touch come later? The book I’d gotten from Lawrence said recovery was mild for dragon mates, especially if they were pregnant. Whatever the reason, I’d take it.
“I like your touches. Especially here.” I smoothed my hand over my stomach, and Davidson leaned in to kiss it some more.
I closed my eyes, slowly kicking my feet in the lukewarm water while he made love to my belly.
A new erogenous zone. How wonderful.
Then he climbed out of the water, crawling over me like a predator, and took my nipple into his mouth. The trickle of lover’s milk was weak and the sensations less intense, but the nursing still brought me peace.
Finally, he dragged me further away from the water and sucked my cock into his mouth.
I wouldn’t come, but his tender ministrations relaxed me until I got sleepy again.
I lay on the tiles, all mellow, and Davidson straightened on his knees above me. He stroked himself until he painted my body with his cum. White streaks covered my stomach and chest. I scooped it up with my fingers and ate it while he watched.
“Still thinking you can live off cum alone?” he asked, smiling crookedly.
“I could. But there are things happening in my body that might require more sustenance.”
“Then let’s have dinner.”
I put on clothes for the evening meal. I even made an effort, highlighting my current best assets—my chest and stomach.
The shirt I wore was tight and open, fastened only with two buttons in the middle of my torso.
I paired it with low-rise pants and bare feet. Like this, my bellybutton was showing.
Davidson ate me up with his eyes, then shook his head.
“I’ll never get used to this.”
“To what?”
His laugh sounded a little self-deprecating. “Never mind. I hope you like steak. I’m craving meat after the heat, it seems.”
“It smells amazing, thank you.”
He was trying; I could see that. But halfway through dinner, I got impatient and a little nervous.
“Something is bothering you, Davidson. Will you tell me?”
He smiled, looking down sheepishly. “I’m glad you asked, Leo. Before the heat, I was worried I had…messed up the balance in our relationship irrevocably. I want you to be comfortable enough to be yourself with me, and I want us to be equal. So I’m glad you feel confident enough to ask me directly.”
Yet he didn’t answer my question.
“I trust you,” I said. “I’m not good at relationships, and we have abundant evidence about that, but I feel safe with you. Ever since I realized I truly belong with you, it’s been effortless.”
“That makes me very happy, darling.” He picked up his cutlery again as if the conversation was over. My first impulse was to leave him be, but he’d just said he wanted us to be equal.
“You haven’t told me what’s wrong,” I ventured, my heart beating just a little faster.
“I’m sorry. I don’t want you to worry.”
“Well, you’re only making me worry more. Would you accept it if I refused to answer a question because I didn’t want you to worry?”
A wide smile spread on his lips. “Do obedient little mates talk back like this?” He was joking. But also, he was trying to distract me.
“Maybe I’m misbehaving because I’m in the mood for a spanking. Stop stalling and tell me.”
“As soon as you’re recovered enough, I will spank you and fuck you through the mattress,” he promised, his eyes flashing.
Then he sighed, and his expression turned serious.
“I’ve been emailing back and forth with Devon Hassel.
Altera is back in the country and acting like he doesn’t care anymore, but it’s strange. ”
I expected the mild nausea I’d been associating with the mention of Fabio, but it didn’t come. “How strange?”
“I think he’s biding his time, wanting us to get complacent.”
“But we won’t.”
“No. I’m not taking any risks when it comes to you. When I go to work in a couple of days, you’ll come with me. I can’t leave you alone.”
“I was hoping to meet my agent after the heat.”
“You can have the meeting at Sullivan Aerospace.”
I squinted. He sounded demanding, but it was fear talking. “I can.”
“I know I’m overbearing and controlling, but hell, Leo, if something should happen to you…”
Pushing away my nearly empty plate, I walked to his side of the table and straddled him in his chair.
“I understand. I’ll be careful and follow every rule you and Devon impose on me. I swear. I’ll come to the office with you. In fact, I’ll follow you anywhere and everywhere you want to bring me.”
His eyes gentled. “You’re amazing.”
“No. I’m not. I’m just grateful and in love. And so incredibly happy, I tend to forget who Fabio is. It feels like another life.”
Hugging me tight, he laid his head against my upper chest. “You’re a little different.”
“How different?”
“Confident. Secure.”
I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of his hair.
“For the first time ever, I feel like I’m doing the right thing, Davidson.
This is right. This is my true self. You and this amazing life you’ve offered me are what I want.
I’ll do anything to deserve it.” The magnitude of my words weighed on my heart. “I’ll do anything to deserve you.”
My mate kissed the base of my throat. “You deserve the world, love,” he whispered. “And I’ll give it to you.”
I’d cried so many times with Davidson, I fully expected it now. But no tears came. Just a soft, satisfied smile.
Love was a miraculous thing.