Slave Dragon: Earth Dragons Series: Book4

by Hartnady, Charlene

  This was a terrible situation. Sand cupped her chin, lifting her face. He let go. “Are you okay, Macy?”

  “It’s a terrible predicament we’re in.”

  “I’ll do whatever you tell me, Mace.” His eyes got that soft look again. “You decide. It’s your body…”

  “No,” she shook her head, “it’s your body too. Those pills might not work, Sand.”

  “They are about ninety-five percent effective,” the doctor interjected. “So, chances are…”

  “Ninety-five means that there is still a chance, and you’re a shifter, so chances are that percentage would be lower.” She had spoken extensively with her best friend, who was a mother to shifter babies and had a shifter boyfriend. Shifters were not like humans. They were stronger, faster and much harder to kill. She had a feeling his sperm would be no different. Even if it was five percent. Five percent was five percent.

  “You’re right.” He nodded. “There is a chance they might not work.”

  “You might end up being a father to children you don’t want,” she added. “You don’t want to be a father.”

  “That’s harsh,” the doctor interrupted again. “You’re putting words into his mouth.”

  “How would you know that?” Macy pushed back. “Sand and I have been locked up in here for a couple of weeks already.”

  “Exactly.” Dr. Baker put her hands on her hips. “You hardly know one another.”

  “We know each other just fine. We’ve discussed this—”

  “Yeah, but you can’t possibly…” She shook her head dismissively.

  Sand must have seen something flash in Macy’s eyes – murder maybe - because he stepped forward. “I think we should talk about this in private.” He directed the comment to her.

  “Private? How the heck do we get that one right?” She asked, feeling both flustered and at the same time, thankful he had suggested it. Dr. Baker could go suck eggs.

  “The bathroom.” He pointed in that direction. “It has walls and a door. You understand, Brittney? This is between Macy and me.”

  The doctor nodded. “Of course, I’m here for advice if you need me.” She smiled sweetly at Sand.

  “Thank you,” Macy managed to push out. She didn’t think that the other woman was trying to be difficult. It was just a case of all of them being stuck in each other’s faces. Also, she had a feeling Dr. Baker had a little crush on Sand. As much as she wanted to, Macy could not blame her, since she had one too. In a big bad way.

  The door clicked shut behind them. The bathroom wasn’t big, especially when shared with a massive dragon shifter.

  “We don’t have to make any decisions yet. We have two weeks, or so, before we’re forced into that,” he whispered.

  “I know, but two weeks isn’t as long as you think.” She shook her head, feeling anxious.

  “I don’t think that avoiding sex during your next heat is the way to go.”

  “Oh, really now?” She raised her brows, trying not to smile.

  “Not because it would be agony.” The sides of his mouth twitched. “I think she’ll check on us this time. She won’t leave us alone for a whole heat cycle. She’s far too desperate for a whelp.” He scrubbed a hand over his jaw. “She’ll replace me with a Feral male before the end of your cycle and I won’t make it back here in time. She needs to believe that you’re with child, only then will you be safe enough to leave. Think about it.”

  Shit! He was probably right. The thought of him being replaced with one of them…

  He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Your heartrate just went crazy and I can scent fear.”

  “I don’t like the idea of one of them anywhere near me, especially during that time in my cycle.”

  “Okay, so we agree that I’m seeing you through your heat. That we’re having sex. We just need to decide on whether or not we take that medication that prevents pregnancy.”

  “We also need to understand that I might get pregnant.” Her voice was more than a touch shrill. Her eyes filled with tears.

  “You also might not. We can talk about this. We’ll talk about it a lot more.” He kept her hand in his. It felt good. Britt had slept in the bed with her. Sand stuck to the sofa. She missed him. Missed what they had. Not that they had anything real, but she still missed it anyway.

  “Okay.” She nodded.

  “If you don’t want us to have sex, then we take our chances.”

  “No, I think you’re right. I think we have to do the deed to keep her off our backs but…it’s the rest I’m having a tough time with.”

  “Okay, so we have step one. We just need to decide on step two.” He pulled in a deep breath through his nose and gripped her hips. “We have time though.” He got this look in his eyes. This smoldering look. Maybe she was just imagining it.

  His eyes dipped to her cleavage. She wore the long red number with a bra and panties. Um…was he was checking her out? His hands tightened on her hips and his nostrils flared. “Sand…what are you…what are you doing?”

  “I’m getting turned on by talk of sex with you.” His beautiful golden eyes lifted to hers. “I happen to enjoy sex with you very much. I miss it.”

  Her sentiment…not exactly…but she’d take it anyway. “I miss it too.”

  He leaned in, his cheek almost brushing hers. His breath hot in the shell of her ear. One hand slid around to clasp her ass. “I think we should…make the most of our private time.”

  She giggled. “Are you suggesting…?”

  “Shhh…we would need to keep it down, but…that’s exactly what I’m suggesting. I can make you come in under two minutes.”

  “Two? You’re slipping.”

  He chuckled softly. “I don’t want it to be over too quickly,” he walked her to the door and put her against it. “You game?” He tugged on the hem of her negligée.

  “I think I just might be.” Macy sounded all breathy, but that couldn’t be helped.

  Sand ran a hand under her silky negligée, his fingers brushed against her mound. He pulled her g-string to the side and circled her clit, making her catch her breath. His eyes stayed on hers, holding them captive. “I love the way you feel.” Using a single finger, he pushed into her. “Wish I had time to taste you.” He licked his lips, actually looking disappointed.

  She groaned softly as he picked up speed, his thumb stroked her clit. Her breath was coming in sharp pants.

  “Keep it down,” he whispered with a tight smile. His thumb still stroking on her, Macy’s core was tightening already. Her mouth was open, the pants becoming harder, almost turning into groaning.

  There was a distinct sound of a zipper. Sand pulled away slightly, yanking his pants down to mid-thigh. He bunched her negligée up around her waist. Macy loved how desperate he looked. The big shifter picked her up easily. Even that was a huge turn-on.

  “Put your legs around my hips,” he whispered.

  Macy did as he asked and he anchored her against the wall, entering her in one easy thrust that had her throwing her head back with sheer pleasure. He grunted softly.

  Leaning forward, Sand closed his mouth around her earlobe as he thrust a second time. Nipping at her neck as he picked up the pace.

  She moaned. The sound reverberated around the small room.

  “You need…to be quieter…than that.” He kept pushing into her. His hands were tight on her thighs, his breath coming in hard pants. His chest was pressed against hers.

  “Too good,” she moaned, struggling to catch her breath. She groaned again, despite trying to keep her lips pressed together. Her body was tightening.

  “Shhhh,” he warned.

  “Oh god,” she groaned. “Oh…”

  Sand chuckled as he closed his mouth over hers in an unexpected move, she had not seen coming. The kiss was hot and wild from the start, drowning out the noises she was making. At least, for the most part. His thrusts picked up pace in insistent strokes that had her mind turning to mush. She dug her fingers into his shou
lders.

  When her orgasm hit moments later, it hit hard and fast. She half-yelled into his mouth, whilst everything inside went nuts.

  “So much…for keeping…quiet,” he snarled into her mouth, jerking against her as he came.

  He fucked her in hard, deep strokes with less and less movement. Their kiss became searing. The pleasure that rolled through her was so intense that her eyes flew open and her back bowed.

  He finally slowed. The slowing, too, becoming…something else…something… He pulled away, still rocking into her. “For the record,” he whispered, moaned the words, his eyes hooded, “that wasn’t a kiss.”

  “It wasn’t?” She frowned, still panting like she’d run a marathon, even though she technically hadn’t done anything, since her feet were off the ground.

  “Nope.” He shook his head. “That was me keeping you quiet, and since I didn’t have any hands…” He shrugged.

  “I see, and yes, I agree.” She shook her head. “It wasn’t a kiss at all.”

  He pulled out of her and put her down. Then he went and fetched a warm towel for her to clean up with.

  Chapter 19

  Nine days later…

  Britt placed a yellow pill into the palm of her hand. “That’s the last one.”

  Macy put it in her mouth and swallowed it down with water.

  “You’re looking at five to eight days for your ovulation to occur. My job here is pretty much done, unless she makes me wait for it to actually happen. Just in case she removes me, I think I should hand over all the necessary drugs now.”

  “I think that’s a good idea.” Sand walked over and sat down next to Macy, even though there was an open seat next to Britt. She loved how he always hovered near her. That if there was an option to sit near her, that was the choice he made. He stood up for her if there was an argument. Macy caught him looking her way more times than she’d care to admit, only because, this wasn’t going to go anywhere. It wasn’t! They were in a terrible situation. Once they were out, things would change. Sand would change. They would be over.

  Britt had cooled down where Sand was concerned. It had happened right after their first ‘private talk’. Thing was, they went for private talks often. He kissed her every damn time, which didn’t help her emotional situation concerning Sand.

  “Okay,” Britt said, drawing Macy’s attention back to her. “This is the Morning-After pill.” She tore two pills off of the card. “Effective for up to seventy-two hours. One pill should remain active for up to five days, but I recommend taking the first pill twenty-four hours after sexual activity during a period where you are receptive to conception. Are you sure I can’t leave you a couple of ovulation test kits?”

  “Not necessary…I have an excellent sense of smell.” Sand leaned on his thighs.

  “Okay then. So, take one after twenty-four hours and another one three days later. That should cover you over the entire risk period. Important to note,” she turned to Macy, “you might experience some side-effects. It’s nothing to be concerned about and they’ll wear off once the pill leaves your system.”

  “What kind of side-effects?” Sand asked before she could.

  “Nausea, fatigue,” she lifted her eyes in thought. “headaches, breast tenderness, you might bleed vaginally.”

  “I didn’t get any of the symptoms you said I might get from the fertility drugs, so hopefully I’ll be okay after taking these.” Macy picked up the pills, examining them.

  “I’m just warning you that it’s perfectly normal, just in case it happens. I’m sure you’ll be just fine. Next is the hCG or Human Chorionic Gonadotropin hormone.” She placed, a couple of syringes and a box on the table.

  “Oh boy.” Macy squeezed her eyes tightly shut for a few moments.

  “You’ll need to administer these,” Britt spoke to Sand.

  “No problem. I can do it.” Sand nodded, looking serious, nervous and adorable all at the same time.

  Britt spent the next few minutes explaining all of the ins and outs of injecting Macy in the ass every day. Sand asked loads of questions. He nodded every so often, clearly taking his allotted job very seriously. Just when she thought they were done, he asked one more question.

  “Will this drug,” Sand tapped the box, “affect the unborn child?” His Adam’s apple worked. “We might not decide to use the pills.” He shrugged. “The pills might not even work,” he mumbled. “I guess,” he cleared his throat, “I need to be sure we aren’t going to harm…the baby.” Britt still didn’t know that Sand was a dragon shifter. He had blurted a couple of things in his sleep but she’d assumed he was dreaming. So, Britt also had no idea that if Macy became pregnant, that she would have twins.

  Britt smiled. “You’re so sweet. He’s sweet, isn’t he?” she asked Macy.

  “Yeah.” Macy forced a smile.

  “Okay, no,” Britt shook her head, “the body naturally makes hCG hormones during pregnancy. I have them in my bag because we sometimes use this hormone in the case of an emergency to try to prevent miscarriage.”

  “Okay.” Sand visibly relaxed. “Good to know.”

  “So, you can quite safely use the hormone. We just need to work out when you should start taking the drug, and determine the necessary dosages.” Macy could see that she was thinking it through. “The body starts creating hCG naturally six to twelve days after implantation of the embryo. That would mean—”

  “Females who get pregnant by shifters are only pregnant for six months. The whole process happens more quickly with us.”

  Britt nodded. “Important to note. So, we’re looking at four to eight days then.” They talked it through for the next ten minutes. Britt grabbed her prescription pad and wrote out basic directions for administering the injections, together with the dosages.

  Then she pulled out a handful of pregnancy tests. “You should get a positive result as soon as you start administering the hormone, since the pregnancy tests test specifically for hCG.”

  “So, we won’t know if I’m really pregnant or not?” Macy clutched her hands together on her lap.

  “I’m afraid not.” Britt shook her head. “The test will pick up hCG. We won’t know whether it’s the administered version or hCG your body is producing because you’re pregnant.”

  Macy felt her shoulders slump. There would be no way of knowing.

  “Once you test positive, I’ll be released,” Sand said. “I’ll have your phone, Britt.” He looked Macy’s way. “It might take me a few days to find you. I hope not but…it could.” His eyes moved back to Britt. “How long before these hormones wear off, after I won’t be there to inject Macy? That crazy Feral might want to conduct further pregnancy tests despite an initial positive. What if a test came up negative?” He was frowning heavily. “She might also scent a hormonal change, although I doubt that.”

  “I wouldn’t put it past her retesting me,” Macy agreed. “As you said before, she’s desperate and she doesn’t trust us at all.”

  “She might suspect if you’re not actually pregnant. Her senses are not as developed as ours, but they’re a damn sight better than any human. She might also just suspect that something is off.” Macy could see that Sand was thinking out loud. “I worry, that’s all.”

  “You could try doing the injecting yourself. It would…” Britt must have seen a look on Macy’s face because she stopped there. “You’ve gone as white as a ghost. It’s safe to say that option won’t work. It can take up to two weeks for the hormones to properly work out of the system, but I wouldn’t leave it for longer than five days, just to be sure.”

  “I’ll have five days to find you then.” Sand pulled in a breath through his nose.

  “I’m betting you find me in under two.”

  His jaw tensed and his throat worked. She watched as Sand schooled his emotions. “You’re on, Mace. Less than two days. I enjoy a challenge.” He winked at her.

  “I’ll be waiting right here. Won’t be going anywhere.”

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�I’ll find you.” He put an arm around her and pulled her in. She felt something press against the top of her head and realized that he had just kissed her. It made her feel odd. It also made her feel uncomfortable. The lines were getting blurred, just as she suspected they would.

  Right now, she needed comfort, so Macy leaned into him, breathing in his scent. It was warm, soapy, masculine…

  “You two should get a room,” Britt piped up. “Make that…a bathroom!” She giggled.

  Sand chuckled, he left his arm around her. “That’s a good one, Brittney.”

  “I wonder if it’s going to become a thing for the two of you once you get out of here. Bathroom sex!” Britt laughed. “At this rate, it’s becoming a habit. You’ll want more of it when you’re free.”

  “There are better places,” Macy answered. She couldn’t wait to have sex in a bed again. Or lying down for that matter. Not that she was complaining. Their bathroom sex was off the charts hot, despite the location.

  “Nope.” Sand shook his head, letting her go. “I guess it hinges on whether or not Macy is pregnant in the end, but we’re not actually together, so no more sex when we get out of here.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, looking tired.

  Ouch!

  Ow!

  She tried not to react. Macy knew this of course. They’d discussed it in-depth and yet, it still stung hearing him say it. Lots had happened and things had changed. She had been sure that there was something between them. That feelings had developed. Maybe that was true for her but clearly not for both of them. She was such an idiot. Such a fool!

  Breathe slower!

  Calm down!

  “You’re kidding me.” Britt looked shocked. “I know you weren’t together before, but surely…” She shook her head. “You guys go for your ‘private talks’ all the damn time. I’m sorry, I try not to listen in, but,” she widened her eyes, “you sound like you’re having a good time in there.”

  Sand shrugged. “You don’t need to be in a relationship to have good sex. We explained about the Feral and—”

  “Yeah, yeah…you need to have sex regularly so that she doesn’t get worried about you not doing the deed during Macy’s ovulation, like before.” She smiled. “Thing is, regular sex and sex all the time, are two different things. You don’t have to have as much sex as you’re having. I assumed you were into one another. That it was more than just sex.”