Chapter 24 Danny
MY brOTHERS WERE waiting on me at the small airport. Zander was there too.
“You’re all here.” I bit into my lip to keep from bursting into tears.
“Of course we’re here,” Cason said. They all hugged me several times before saying goodbye. I’d assumed I’d be going home with them, but Saxon wasn’t having it. “You’re coming with me,” he said.
But he hadn’t said a word about our future. Once they found out their omegas were pregnant, both Luke and Gatlin had begged them to mate with them for life.
On the ride to his house, I had to bite my lower lip to keep it from trembling. If this constant emotion was part of being pregnant, then that really freaking sucked.
“What’s wrong? Tell me, so I can fix it.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Danny.”
“You don’t want to hear it.”
“Tell me right now.” He dragged his hand through his hair. “I won’t use my powers to force it, but please. Tell me.”
How was I supposed to explain this? I’d seem like a desperate crazy person. I didn’t want to beg Saxon to be with me. I wanted him to want me. Really want me. I wanted him to long for me. Not because I made him feel guilty, but because he couldn’t stand to be apart from me.
Maybe I wanted too much, especially for someone who started out as his sugar baby. I was never going to be his equal. Dammit. Here came the tears.
“Danny. You have to help me out here. I hate seeing you cry.”
I cried harder.
“Okay. That’s it. I’m taking you to the ER.”
“No. Wait.” How humiliating. To be dragged to the hospital because I was sad that my sugar daddy Alpha didn’t love me would be a new low point in my life. “I’m fine.” I grabbed a tissue and rubbed it over my face, trying to soak up the tears.
“Do I need to call Haven? Hollis? Is this related to the baby?”
No. Lord, the last thing I wanted was to get them involved.
“There’s nothing you can’t tell me.”
But there was. There really was. “I don’t know how to say it.”
“Just get it out, and we’ll deal with it.”
Saxon was really nothing like all the Fae stereotypes. He was nothing like the Alpha stereotypes either. “I am sad that our relationship will end and our baby will grow up in two separate households. I know it’s better than a lot of families - certainly better than the one I grew up with, but it’s breaking my heart and I can’t stop thinking about it.”
There. I’d said it. It had all come out in one big word vomit.
“Oh. Sweetheart. This is my fault. I’m so sorry.”
“You don’t need to let me down easy. I can handle it.” I probably couldn’t, but I would try.
“I should have told you earlier. I meant to, in fact. But I thought it would upset you.”
I braced myself.
“We’re mates,” he said.
“What?”
“Yes. I should have told you. You know when you asked me how I found you? That’s how. I was in the cabin with Wilder, desperate to find you. I’d asked him to do some spells. Then I became aware of you. I could feel you, in my head. I could tell you were sad and worried, and then boom. I felt your fear.”
I wasn’t sure I was processing. “We’re mates?” I wasn’t crazy. I really had felt him. He’d known since he got to Missouri, and he hadn’t said a word? What the fuck?
“Yes. I was able to look at a map and tell that you were in South Marigold.” He rubbed my hands. “You won’t feel it as strongly as I do, but as our bond grows stronger, you’ll become aware of me too.”
I yanked away from him. I wasn’t in the mood to be placated. If I’d had a plate in my hand, I would have smashed it. I still might. “I did feel it. I was aware of it – I could tell you were still in a coma, even out here. I thought that awareness was because I was pregnant. You ass! Why didn’t you tell me we were mates?”
“You can feel me too?”
“Yes. So start explaining.” My hormones were making me more aggressive than ever. I wasn’t sure I liked it.
“I didn’t tell you because you didn’t want to be with an Alpha. And now you’re tied to me for life.”
“Yes. Exactly! I am tied to you.” I wouldn”t, but I wanted to freaking smack him. How could he be so obtuse? So oblivious? “We’re having a child together. We already have a bond.”
“But we don’t have to be together to raise him. But if you’re willing, that’s what I want.”
“You want us to be together?”
He reached out. “More than anything.”
We were mates. I couldn’t believe it. I finally let him touch me again. “What will strengthen our bond?”
He brushed his hand over my cheek, like he always did. “Spending time together. Sex.”
I’d just been more pissed off than I’d ever been in my entire life. Then a switch flipped. The lust overtook me. My mind was still reeling, but my body was on board.
“You’re already slick.”
He removed my clothes with a new reverence. He covered my body with his and kissed me. Underneath him, I writhed. His fingers went straight to my hole. “You’re so wet.” He added a second finger and then a third. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
I lifted my hips. I felt the same. I wanted him inside me, especially now that we weren’t under the threat of imminent death.
He pulled his big cock out and rubbed it over my hole before entering me in one long thrust. “My omega,” he said. “My mate.”
I cried even as my orgasm rolled through me. He kept fucking me, and this time he stroked my cock. I came again and he followed, knotting me.
“I know this isn’t very romantic, and I promise to do it correctly later, but will you marry me?”
“Yes!” He should know by now that I didn’t need a traditional romance. We were mated, and now we were going to be married.