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He sighed. “A little. It’s not anything that isn’t expected though. I’ve never even played with anything there, and you’re not exactly small, Vaughn. In fact, I’d say you are the opposite of small.”

I bit my lip as I set him down on his feet. “I’m sorry. I’d change that part of me for you if I could. Gargoyles are all on the larger size when it comes to dick sizes.”

Lewis nodded while looking directly at my groin. I was still wearing my sweatpants, and so far I’d done well with keeping my dick at bay. But if he was going to continue to stare at it, my mind was going to go places that I’d not be able to keep myself soft. Like thinking about how wonderful he tasted, and how even more amazing he felt wrapped around my cock.

I pushed my hand down against the front of my sweats as my cock did exactly what I knew it would. “I won’t push for anything. But I can’t always control him when you are staring at him so intently. It causes me to remember just how wonderful it felt to be buried inside of you not that long ago.”

Lewis giggled. Then he reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over his head. It went flying across the room, and he gave me another look before he carefully stepped into the tub. That look did not say he wasn’t interested. I wasn’t an idiot—I knew what a look such as that meant. I wasn’t going to do anything about it though. Well, that wasn’t true. I had every intention of sucking my mate to orgasm once we were back in the bedroom before we went to sleep for the night, if at all possible. Hopefully, Lewis would quickly learn that although sex was wonderful and I enjoyed it very much, I was more about pleasing him and giving him pleasure. If sex was painful or uncomfortable, that wasn’t pleasurable, and that wasn’t what I wanted for him or us.

I pushed my pants down, and after stepping out of them, I carefully climbed into the tub and sat down. Lewis immediately moved and sat on my lap. I opened my legs and let him slide down to the bottom of the tub, wrapping my arms around him before I leaned back and closed my eyes.

“You’re hard.”

I grinned. “I’m naked in a warm tub with my sexy mate. I would question so many things if I wasn’t hard. That does not mean I have to have sex though. I’m perfectly content to hold you. Truly.”

Lewis sighed, and I felt him relax in my arms. We sat there in silence for several minutes before I felt his fingers start trailing along my arm. I didn’t know where it was going to go until he threaded his fingers with mine before resting them on his upper arm, where I’d been holding him.

“Are you comfortable, cutie?” I asked after several minutes of us sitting like that.

“I am. I think I’m about to fall asleep, honestly. Which is so unusual for me. I don’t normally nap and then sleep at night. And I think it’s still early.”

“It isn’t terribly late yet. We’ve only been up an hour at most. I did hear the clock chime again earlier, so it’s sometime after nine.”

“Where is this clock? And why haven’t I heard it chime?”

I chuckled at that. “I couldn’t tell you where exactly Master Edison put it. In my other house, it was just out of the entryway hallway. Do you like clocks? Should we get more?”

“I think it’s important to know the time. I like clocks. We have one on every wall in the bakery’s kitchen, so no matter where you’re at in there or what workstation you’re working at, you can just look up and see the time. That’s important so we know to have everything ready by opening time.”

I could certainly understand that. A thought suddenly hit me. “Do you have to go in super early? I’m sorry to say I don’t know when the bakery opens.”

“We open at seven. Since the council doesn’t seem to start until eight, we decided that seven was a good time to open. And there are some things that we do bake the old-fashioned way. Most we use magic for, so we don’t really need to be there super early. I usually show up between six and six thirty, but closer to six since Beau has Cooper, and his mornings can be more hectic.”

Lewis didn’t quite know it, but he’d just given me a whole lot of information about how the bakery seemed to work. I couldn’t help but wonder if my mate was voluntarily doing more work because he wanted to or if he was doing it out of a sense of obligation.

“Can I ask something without you becoming upset?” I pulled my hand from Lewis’s and lifted him enough to turn him sideways on my lap.

“I won’t get upset. What do you want to know?”

“I’m curious about your hours at the bakery compared to everyone else. Do you work more hours because you’re not mated? Does it even out?”

Lewis smiled up at me, but before he answered, he turned and sat on my lap with his legs on either side of mine. “I open most days. Beau will close most days. It’s just been easier.” He shrugged. “I think that will probably have to change though. We’re open from seven until seven during the week and until five on Saturday. Closed Sundays. We alternate working Saturdays. But yeah, with me being mated now and most likely going to end up pregnant…” Lewis gave me a grin.

I pulled him close, our cocks bumping into one another. “I would love to say that there is no most likely and that you absolutely will end up pregnant, but even I know that there is always a slight chance that you won’t.”

Lewis snorted. “Yeah, I would usually agree with you, but my parents, for whatever reason, didn’t have children after me. They’d been mated for some time and still didn’t have more, and I think they completely gave up. Fae tend to be very, very fertile, so it’s really not normal for them to only have one child unless there is something that goes wrong. But they were so happy with me, and they loved me a lot.” Lewis looked at me with troubled eyes. “I’m sad they won’t ever get to know that I found my mate and I’m incredibly happy. But what if I can only have one? Or none? What if there’s something wrong with me?”

I pulled him close, and after kissing the top of his head, I held him tightly. “It won’t matter to me. I know I’ve mentioned children, and I certainly want them with you. If it’s not meant to be, then so be it. That won’t change our relationship, nor will it change how I feel about you. You’re mine, Lewis, and nothing is going to change that. You and I were meant to be, and we’re going to have an amazing life together. With or without children.”

I was already in love with my little mate, but I didn’t know if he was ready to hear those words from me. He was so incredibly sweet and giving, but I knew that today had been overwhelming in more ways than one. I’d tell him tomorrow. Spread the new everything out a little more. I tightened my arms around him briefly before I loosened my hold. When Lewis didn’t pull away, I smiled before laying my head down on top of his.

Chapter 12

Lewis

Ihurt everywhere. I opened my eyes, finding the room full of bright sunlight. It was daytime. That was something, I guess. I lifted my head to turn it the other way, already knowing that Vaughn wasn’t in the room with me. I couldn’t fault him for that. I had no idea what day it was, but it was obvious what had happened. The man had claimed me. And then I went into heat. Almost immediately. I remembered our bath, him helping me wash, then dry off, and then snuggling in our bed. Then I remembered begging him to fuck me hard.

I groaned. Oh my fates. Did I really?