Page 51 of Hateful Prince
Dahlia blew out a heavy breath. “Probably not. You flung me into a spiral.”
“I’m... sorry?” I ventured. It seemed like the safest response.
“And another thing. You might make Viking beast babies. What if they come out with horns and claws too? My vagina is too pretty to deal with horns, Tor. She can take a pounding, but at her core, she’s a delicate flower. Not to mention Kai is a dragon. A dragon. I’m pretty sure they make big, huge eggs. I’m not built to push an egg out of my?—”
I stopped her with my palm across her mouth. “Shh, beauty. None of us has impregnated you. You’re getting very spun up over something that hasn’t happened.”
She glared up at me and licked the inside of my palm. If she thought that would be a deterrent to keeping my hand in place, she was mistaken, but I released her anyway.
“That’s what anxiety is, Tor. Worrying about things that haven’t happened yet. But they could.”
“Well, for what it’s worth, I doubt you’ll have to worry about horns and claws. I was cursed. My kind are not genetically predisposed to this form. As for the big heads, well, all the males in my family are large. There’s nothing I can do about that.”
“I guess we’ll have to pray for girls.”
“I’d be very happy to father a great many girls with you.”
She deflated a bit, a smile playing on her lips. “What about the dragon eggs?”
I shrugged, knowing nothing about dragon reproduction. “Maybe you can convince Kai to sit on it and keep it warm for you.”
“I don’t want to lay an egg, Tor.”
“Then I suppose you’ll have to let me be the first to give you a child. What Kai doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
“And you think Cain and Cas will just stand aside and let you?”
My beast raged a bit at that. “If they know what’s good for them.”
She shook her head, laughter shining in her eyes. “How did this go from me starting my period to you convincing me to let you father our unborn children?”
I smirked. “I am irresistible. It’s a fact of life.” Pulling her into my chest, I dropped a kiss to the top of her head. “Are you in pain, beauty?”
“Yes. I should’ve realized what was going on so I could prepare a little more, but Sorcha was cagey about it, and I was late. I kept telling myself there was no way I could be pregnant because of the tattoo Kai gave me, but then... accidents happen.”
Stiffening as her words sank in, I pulled back and stared into her gray eyes. “This whole time, you thought you might be pregnant and didn’t think to tell me?”
She winced. “Oops.”
I could feel the apology rolling off her. She hadn’t kept anything from me intentionally. It truly hadn’t occurred to her to mention anything until she knew for sure.
Sighing, I pulled her with me to the bed, where I tugged her down onto my lap so I could hold her. “I am your mate, Kærasta. You can tell me anything. Your burdens are mine to share.”
With a happy little noise, she nuzzled against me. “Then I’m going to tell you I need to do something to make these cramps go away before I start crying.”
“That bad, my beauty?”
She nodded. “I’ve had worse, but I know from experience these aren’t going to go away on their own. I need medicine, or...”
“Or?”
“Maybe a couple of orgasms.”
At the soft request, my cock hardened so quickly it sent an ache straight to my balls. “That can be arranged.” I stared her down. “Get on the bed. I’ll get a towel.”
“Wait, I need to remove my, er . . .”
“I’ll take care of it. I’ll take care of everything. You just lay back and relax.”