Touch Of Dawn

Chapter 18

A/N:

make yourselfs ready. BE PREPARED!

Chapter 18

The next days went as any days in heat went: They fucked. A lot.

It took nine days for Eddy to finally calm down and for the heat to subside. Brett had never seen such a long heat. Two or three days with an alpha was quite normal, but nine? That only cemented his decision to never let this happen again. Eddy wouldn't suppress his heat the next few years; his cycle needed to return to normal.

But finally, both of them emerged from the haze of the rut and heat, and laid spent on the sullied bed. Well, Eddy probably wouldn't move at all today. The alpha had to carry the omega to the showers multiple times, and after the second day, it wasn't something that was optional anymore. Eddy couldn't walk a step - even if he wanted to and tried to convince Brett it was possible - so Brett just carried him. Three or four times a day they showered, while Brett cleaned Eddy - only to take him again afterwards, repeating the process. They only stopped fucking when Eddy fell asleep.

Now they were spooning on the bed in the destroyed nest, and Brett - like they'd discussed beforehand - now had Eddy's mark on his neck.

They weren't connected anymore, and Eddy was as clean as one could be in the dirty bed. Before the heat vanished, they'd taken a shower with, of course, another round in there.

Eddy could probably still feel the alpha in him even if he wasn't there anymore.

Cautiously, he removed himself from the omega, tucked him in, and threw on a bathrobe. Time to look after the dragons.

But before that, he went into the kitchen, drinking a whole bottle of cold water to refresh himself. Time to install a fridge in the bedroom. If he was forced to drink water, it should at least be cold.

He wandered to the glass front and opened it with the voice activation. Without any hurry, he stepped onto the patio, whistling for Pudding to come. Strangely, he didn't see any of the dragons. Had Yoake eaten Pudding?!

No, probably not. At least, he hoped.

He slipped his garden shoes on and made his way to the stable. The scene he was greeted with wasn't the one he had expected.

"Oh, shit."

The alpha sighed and closed the door again. It would be his duty to break the news to his mate - because Pudding was the male dragon and was apparently not fixed. Not from the way he was in his big form, coiled around Yoake, and how both of the dragons were making rather special sounds. Yeah, nice. He wasn't looking forward to it.

He trotted back and prayed to heaven Eddy wouldn't kill him if he heard that his precious princess dragon was willingly bedded by his pet. And the day had started out so well, with Eddy in his arms and the heavy smell of sex and contentment around them.

He slipped inside and made his way to the bedroom, where he opened the big window he had to freshen up the air. The alpha discarded the fluffy bathrobe and slipped naked behind his mate. Maybe this was a dream, and when he woke up again, this wouldn't be happening.

He kissed Eddy on the cheek and settled behind him.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" The omega murmured sleepily. He rolled to his other side to face Brett, draping an arm over the alpha's waist. He felt so exhausted. Honestly, who wouldn't be, after the nine day abuse his ass had received? Eddy wasn't much for sleeping all day, but it was becoming an appealing idea.