Rowan
“Come on, Doc. You’re going to have to get some sleep, or you’re going to keel over,” Nix said, pulling me into his arms before picking me up bridal style. My entire body was soft and pliable, thanks to the overwhelming exhaustion that had hit me after the mind-blowing orgasm.
Orsen gently cupped my face, despite me being in Nix’s arms. “I need to see to the horde, let them know I’m okay… but I don’t want to leave.”
“Go.” I smiled serenely at him. “It’s okay—they’re probably worried about you.”
His torn expression was sweet, so I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. “Go be Alpha. I need a nap.” I giggled lightly.
The concern melted off his face, and he kissed my lips with almost painful softness before stepping back andturning to leave.
“Maybe take a dunk in the river first?” Nix suggested.
Orsen nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The fucker liked that he stank of sex, no doubt.
“I will,” he assured us before jogging out of the clearing.
Nix grinned down at me. “Okay, Doc, time for that nap.”
What Nix and I had done was damn amazing, but Orsen was highly skilled inthatdepartment, and a small, misbehaving part of my brain was already wondering if a repeat was possible.
“Don’t call me Doc,” I grumbled into his very firm, very naked chest.
“What would you prefer?” he asked casually, walking through the woodland with me in his arms, like it was a normal day, and I was lighter than a bag of feathers.
“I’m ahealer, not a doctor,” I explained, tired. It didn’t matter that other dragons had called meDocin the past. After meeting Jenkins and seeing how obsessed he was with that title, the moniker had lost its appeal.Healerfelt right in a wayDocdidn’t.
Even though my face was pressedinto Nix’s chest, I could feel his head bobbing. From my position, all I could smell was him. A combination of earthy sweat, smoke, and rain. If I could have bottled it, I would have.
Then again, Nix would have happily let me inhale it from the source any time I wanted.
“That makes sense. Doctors go to medical school and learn absolutely nothing that helps heal dragons, whereas healers are taught by people who know what they’re doing.”
“Not people, legends,” I pointed out, thinking of my beloved Kiki.
“I don’t think even the wordlegendis good enough for that woman,” he agreed thoughtfully. “Is there any way we can posthumously give her a sainthood?”
I snorted. “I mean, I’m sure she would appreciate it.”
I nuzzled into his chest, too tired to think about what my behavior indicated. I had just had Orson’s tongue in my pussy; a little bit of carrying and cuddling meant nothing after that. And if I was painfully honest, I was too exhausted to walk back to the den. Adding a mind-blowing orgasm to my already sleep-deprived state made for one tired healer. It didn’t help that my work felt never-ending. Usually, I’d get a lot more downtime.
If I decided to stick around, I was going to have to ensure I took at least one day off a week. Otherwise, I would run myself into the ground in less than a month.
Usually, when the thought of staying with the horde crossed my mind, there was a flutter of panic deep in my chest, the question of my past tugging at the corners of my mind, rekindling old fears. But as Nix carried me through the forest, all I felt was warmth. It was comforting, like home.
Could they be my home?
Would it be so terrible?
“You’d better not let anyone see me,” I grumbled sleepily. While my mind was torn on their clan, I was certain I wanted no other dragons to see me being carried back to my room half-naked by Nix, who just so happened to also be half-naked.
“I happen to quite like my nuts. And I know for a fact that if Iparaded you through the horde right now, you would take one of those very sharp-looking scalpels to them. Tempting as it is to publicly claim you in your current state.”
“You’re right. I would,” I replied, but my words were softened by my sleepy, slurring voice. I needed some serious shut-eye, but I had patients coming to the clinic the next morning who would need attention.
Fuck my life.
It felt like seconds between leaving the clearing and re-entering my room. It was probably a lot longer, but as I was half asleep, I didn’t have the best perception in my post-orgasmic haze.
