“Yes. He loves my mates equally, but the physical bond is with me. He clung to me from the start in the sweetest way. He’s such a darling.”
“Doesn’t that complicate things?” Terry asked.
Conrad lifted the whiskey and tilted the tumbler from side to side, intently observing the golden liquid. “If you want to complicate things, you can always find reasons.”
I glanced at Terry only to see his lips twitch. That tiny smile made something in me loosen, and I let out a deep breath.
Our host took a gulp of his whiskey and hummed. “We have a beautiful young mate, only twenty-one years old, and a baby on the way. It’s a fresh start for our family. I canlive for fifty more years, and Quinton can give us ten babies if he wants. It’s a blessing.”
Was it hypocritical of me to feel slightly iffy about the fifty-year age gap between Conrad and his youngest mate? But then, if I looked this good in my seventies, I might be banging twenty-year-olds too.
“I’m rambling about my family, and you’re not getting any answers to your questions, are you?”
I shrugged. “I’m not even sure what to ask, to be honest.”
“You’ve experienced bonding with both an alpha and a human omega,” Terry said. “Is there a difference?”
“Hm. With Eugene, I wasn’t nearly as protective and possessive. I think the dragon knows that my alpha can take care of himself. But with Quinton, I could barely let him out of my sight for weeks. A human omega, so young and frail… My dragon got borderline obsessive about him. He became my little treasure. When he got pregnant, the separation anxiety started all over again. Luckily, my sweetheart is patient with me.”
“And…um…the physical symptoms?”
“Ah. That. When Eugene and I got intimate, my body changed.” He gestured to his groin in an obvious way. “First, the ridges, then the knot grew. But we’ve never fully knotted with each other. One thing that was remarkable was our appetite for certain bodily fluids.” He winked. “Never underestimate the power of pheromones.”
I shifted in my chair and hid my smirk in my coffee cup. I could eat Terry’s cum ten times a day and never get enough.
“Since we were already mated when we met our omegas, we didn’t have any physical symptoms. We realized the new bonds on a more emotional level, you couldsay. When our omegas had lover’s milk and went into heat for us, there was no doubt.”
“You said you were open. Sexually, I mean.”
Conrad raised his eyebrows at me, grinning. “You’re not the judgy type, are you, Lothair?”
“Uh. No. Not at all. Good for you. But…how? When you looked different, um, down there, you couldn’t just date random human omegas.”
“Why not?”
“Because your lovers would notice?”
Conrad rolled his eyes. “Pardon me, gentlemen, but dragons make such a fuss about their dicks.”
Terry let out a surprised snicker while I gaped at the old man.
“Can you elaborate on what you mean?”
“Let’s say you have a sizable, mated alpha’s penis with ridges and a half-enlarged knot. And you hook up with a boy. Do you think it will immediately occur to said boy that you are a different species and have the capacity to change into a bus-sized monster, or will he simply think you have a weird dick?”
Huh. I’d never thought about it that way. “Won’t he run for cover?”
“Lord, no! Some omegas go wild for a special dick. There are clubs for that sort of thing.”
I blinked. Clubs? For human omegas to meet alphas with…special dicks?
Conrad continued, chuckling to himself. “I once had a boy ask me where I got mine done. I didn’t understand what he meant at first. Apparently, another lover of his told him that he had his dick enhanced surgically in Turkey, and so the boy asked me if I’d gone to the same clinic. I told him no, that there’s a place in Italy with a better reputation.”
Terry looked at me, eyebrows high.
“Human alphas have plastic surgery to enhance their dicks?” I asked, fascinated by the story.
Conrad gave me a long, patient look. “No, dear Lothair. Shifters invent stories about theirs so they can get laid.”
