He’s the one, she thought, looking up at Dra’vik. The only one for me. My “monster” as Granny would say.
Maybe she had inherited some of her Granny’s second sight after all, because when she thought about her future with the big Drake, all she saw was happiness and love.
“Yes,” she said, smiling up at him.
“Yes?” He frowned. “I don’t understand, little girl. Yes, what?”
“Yes, I want to be with you,” Iyanna told him.
“Now?” He looked stunned. “I mean, I’d understand if you wanted to wait. If you wanted to spend more time together, getting to know each other before you jump into a Bonding with me. I just—”
“No. No waiting,” Iyanna said firmly. “Right now, Dra’vik, I want to be with you and…and let you breed me and have your baby. Our baby.”
Dra’vik’s eyes were glowing with excitement but he still seemed unable to believe what she was saying.
“You’re sure?” he asked, squeezing her hands again. “You’re willing to take my Breeding Barb and my Bonding Knot both deep in your pussy and let me breed a baby into your belly?”
Iyanna bit her lip as his words sent a shiver through her entire body. Actually, when he put it that way, it sounded kind of hot. Was she discovering a new kink?
“Yes,” she said softly. “Yes, Dra’vik, you can breed me and…and get me pregnant.”
“And you don’t mind that your belly will swell right away, as soon as I fill your womb with my seed?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.
She shook her head.
“As long as it’s not as, uh, extreme as what we saw with the pleasure slave on Lix’dor Prime, I think I’ll be okay with it.”
“Our child won’t look like a human baby,” he warned her. “Monstrum DNA always breeds true. The baby will look like me—minus the horns,” he added. “Those won’t grow until after he’s born. And yes, it will almost certainly be a son.”
“I think you’re very handsome—even if you do look like the Devil,” Iyanna told him, grinning a little. “Although I’m relieved about the horns. Er…will I be big enough to carry a Drake Monstrum baby, though?” She looked down at herself. “I mean, I’ve got some serious child-bearing hips but how big will the baby get?”
“That’s not going to be a problem—the baby’s growth will be limited by the size of the womb it’s in,” Dra’vik assured her. “It will actually be like you’re carrying a human baby until after he’s born. That’s when he’ll really start to grow.” He shook his head, a smile touching his sensual mouth. “I remember I was taller than my own mother by the time I was ten cycles old. She had a hell of a time with me, but she was a wonderful mom.”
“That’s a sweet story about your mom but are you ready to be a father?” Iyanna asked him seriously. “I don’t want to have a baby and be stuck raising it by myself.”
“You don’t have to worry about that, little girl…” Dra’vik leaned down so he could look into her eyes more fully. “I’ll be with you every step of the way,” he murmured. “Drake Monstrum are devoted fathers—you’ll see.”
“I…I suppose I will,” Iyanna whispered. Was she really going to do this? Was she really going to bond with the big Drake right here and now and get pregnant with his baby?
It seemed like she was.
“Didn’t you say you had a bedroom in here, someplace?” she asked, looking around the living area of the ship.
“Yes—it’s the second door on the right.” Dra’vik frowned. “Why—do you want to lie down? I know all this is probably pretty fucking overwhelming…”
“No, I don’t want to lie down,” Iyanna told him. She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. “I want you to bond with me and breed me,” she said. “And I want you to do it right here and now.”
FIFTY-EIGHT
Dra’vik couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Not only was Iyanna not rejecting him—she wanted him to take her right now! She wasn’t even going to make him wait to bond her and breed her!
“You’re sure?” he asked hoarsely, his shaft already stiff at the thought of taking her…of bonding her and breeding her to tie the two of them together forever.
Iyanna nodded firmly.
“I’m sure…Master,” she added softly, looking up at him from under those gorgeous long lashes of hers. “Take me to the bedroom and breed me. Do it now.”
“You know,” Dra’vik remarked, smiling at her. “I read a little about the kinds of sexual practices you’re interested in while we were apart, little girl. I think what you’re doing now is called, ‘topping from the bottom.’”
She looked up at him, her eyes flashing and an insolent little smile on her lush mouth.
“Then maybe you’d better take charge of the situation, Master.”