He quirked an eyebrow, and her dragon grunted. "Fine. But if you take too long with her, you sleep less."
He released her. "Agreed."
Then her dragon positioned his dick and sank down.
Lachlan never moved his gaze from her dragon's as he gripped her hips and helped her move.
As much as Cat wanted to lean down and kiss him, she merely let her beast ride him, digging their nails into Lachlan's chest.
He guided, caressed, and all but worshiped the parts of her he could reach. Cat may not be in charge of their mind, but she felt every brush of his fingers, wanting to be able to touch her fill too.
But her beast only moved their hips faster, not caring about touches, or kisses, or whispers of breath against her skin.
And even though her dragon only cared about his orgasm in that moment more than anything, he still reached up and played with her clit.
Her human really did embrace both sides of her, wanting to pleasure them both.
Something shifted in Cat, but she barely had time to think on it before Lachlan growled and stilled. Even as he came, he still pinched their clit until pleasure coursed through her body.
Once her inner muscles stilled, her dragon murmured, I like him.
Me too, dragon. Me too. Can I have him for a bit?
A short while. But only so I can nap.
It seemed that an orgasm with her dragon in charge made the beast sleepy. Cat needed to remember that.
As her dragon moved to the back of their mind and curled into a ball to sleep, Cat took charge again and moved to lay to Lachlan's side. She brushed some of his hair off his face, noticing the sweat on his brow, and she smiled. "I think we're working you too hard."
He moved his head, although she could see how much effort it took. "Cat?"
Stilling her hand on his jaw, she nodded. "For now. My dragon needs a nap."
He was still catching his breath as he said, "If she keeps up this pace, I think she's going to kill me."
Cat laughed. "She won't. But she's quite determined. Reasoning won't help you with her, just to let you know."
He took her hand on his face, moved it, and kissed her palm.
The action made her heart flip. Under the cool, logical exterior, Lachlan was a wee bit romantic.
He said, "As long as she doesn't fuck my dick off, I don't care. This is a way I can help you, and I'll do it."
She kissed him gently and pulled away a few inches from his mouth. "You've helped already." She ran a hand down his body, to his cock. He was semi-hard, and Cat lazily swirled her finger on the tip.
Lachlan sucked in a breath. "You do something to me, woman. I've never been hard again so fast in my life."
She continued teasing his dick. "Dragon-shifter magic, aye?"
He rolled until she was on her back, he half on top of her, with her wrists pinned over her head. "Aye, must be." He kissed her, thoroughly exploring her mouth and making her breathless before he pulled away again. "But I don't bloody care. I have some magic of my own."
And as he took her again, slower this time, Cat forgot everything but the man above her, inside her, claiming her with the sheer determination as if he were a dragon-shifter himself.
Chapter Eleven
Lachlan had tried to keep track of the days during the frenzy, but since he hadn't carved notches in the wall to keep count, he had no bloody idea what the date was.
However, as Cat slept curled against him, nestled against his chest with his arm over her waist, he didn't think it was important.
The snippets of time he'd been able to rest and talk with Cat had been some of the best in his life. She was funny and smart and playful.
The complete opposite of everything he'd known his entire life.
As she murmured and settled again, he smiled. It would be easy to love this woman. Even without a child, he wanted a future with Cat.
However, Lachlan still didn't know if stressful situations might wipe away his ease and replace it with a burning desire to run and lose himself in drink again.
Having a randy dragon want constant sex was one thing. Forming an actual relationship and eventually raising a child was another.
She murmured again, but this time she moved her hand against his chest and lightly ran her fingers through his chest hair.
Despite the fact he was sore, Lachlan's cock stirred again. He had a feeling that after the frenzy, one small touch from this dragonwoman would always turn him hard in an instant.
Cat spoke in a sleepy voice. "Morning, I think."
He glanced out the window and then back at her face. "Aye, I think so." Her eyes opened, the now familiar deep blue, but with round pupils instead of slitted. He brushed her hair from her face as he added, "Usually your dragon is up when you are and then makes some sort of demand. Is she actually tired for a change?"
Her pupils flashed a few beats but then returned to round. Cat smiled slowly, looked up at him, and touched his cheek. "She said she deserves some rest and that we can do some boring human things again."
He frowned. "I didn't think it was possible to wear out an inner dragon during a frenzy."
She hitched her leg over his hip and murmured, "You can't. The frenzy is done." She took his hand and moved it to her lower abdomen. "You're going to be a dad, Lachlan."
He stared down at his hand on her belly for a good minute.
Him. A father.
As the initial shock faded, a mixture of happiness and worry coursed through him. He was going to be a dad in roughly nine months' time.
And he was terrified of fucking it up.
She kissed his cheek, and he finally met her gaze again. Once he did, she said, "Say something. Despite all my dragon-shifter abilities, I can't read minds."
"I—" He wanted to say he was happy, but he blurted, "I'm a wee bit scared."
She didn't frown or roll her eyes or tell him he was being silly. She merely nodded. "I am too. I think it comes with the territory."
"Aye, but—"
She placed a finger on his lips. "You aren't your father, Lachlan. You might be a bit protective, and I daresay cautious, but so are many of the other parents on Lochguard." She moved her hand to his hair and lightly played with the strands at the back of his neck, the action soothing him. "I think you have so much more love to give than you realize. Between that and my family, our bairn will be extremely spoiled, I'm sure."
No one had ever believed in him so completely. Her faith in him did something to his heart.
While he'd worry plenty later, for the moment, he pushed aside his doubts and kissed her slowly, taking time to merely worship her mouth for no other reason than he wanted to.
When he finally pulled away, he traced down her neck, to her shoulder, and then lightly circled her nipple. "So what now?"
She grinned. "Now, we have fun." She jumped off the bed and rushed to the doorway of the bathroom. "I've always wanted someone to make me come in the shower. Up for it?"
His cock may be hurting, but Lachlan rolled off the bed and slowly walked toward her. "Aye, it's time to make you come on my tongue."
Her pupils flashed a second before she ran and threw over her shoulder, "Let me get the water ready. I want to be clean first."