calm. It sometimes creeped Skylar out. “I understand.”
Malcolm’s wife, Yuki, peeked into the room, and Skylar immediately felt relieved. As odd as it seemed, he’d become quick friends with the female octopus. She was small, like an Asian porcelain doll, but that didn’t make her any less deadly. Like her husband, upon her choice she could poison anyone she touched.
However, she was also very motherly. She and her husband were not able to have children of their own due to circumstances beyond their control. As a blue-ringed octopus, she risked certain death should she ever become pregnant. Even not knowing whether inter-species breeding was possible, the two had decided not to take a chance.
Since Malcolm and Yuki had come to live with them, Yuki had lavished all her affection on Skylar. For some reason, she was fiercely protective of him and his children, and that made her golden in his book.
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“Hi, Yuki-chan.” He patted the spot next to him on the couch, gesturing for her to approach. “Come sit next to me.”
The woman obeyed, and the moment she sat down, Skylar leaned against her. She was soft, and she smelled like flowers and the sea. It comforted him. “I don’t know what to do anymore, Yuki-chan,” he mumbled.
Her small hand cradled his head, gently caressing his hair. “How about visiting your parents, Skylar-kun? That might help.”
Skylar shook his head. He loved his parents greatly, and they’d been very supportive of him and his children. However, every time he visited, they told him to leave Byron and come stay with them. Skylar didn’t think he could stand another nagging session.
“What you need is your mate. Contact Cunningham-sama,” she suggested, using the respectful address for Byron. “You’ll see how you feel much better.”
“I can’t run to him every time I’m moody, Yuki-chan.” Skylar sighed. “He has work to do, you know that.”
Through his connection with Byron, sweet words slipped into his mind, “Nothing is more important than you.”
Skylar couldn’t suppress a smile at Byron’s mental voice. “Hurry up and finish. I miss you.”
He knew it was selfish, but he wanted his mate home. He needed Byron’s strength to recharge for another day of wobbling, swollen ankles, cravings for unreasonable amounts of food, and sessions of hissy fits. By evening, he always felt exhausted, like he’d run a marathon, not slummed around the house under the best of care.
“You’re not slumming,” Byron corrected him. “You’re caring for our children.”
And that was all well and good, but Skylar wanted this pregnancy over already. He wanted to have his babies in his arms and yes, out of his freaking stomach.
“Listen, I’m on my way home now. I’ll be with you soon.”
Excitement coursed through Skylar. “Okay. Love you.”
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“Love you, too.”
Even with Yuki there, it seemed to take forever for Byron to show up. Finally, Skylar heard Byron’s car pull in. A different time, he’d have shot up and rushed to meet his mate at the door. Right then and there, Yuki had to help him up so he could even lift his heavy, pregnant body.
They walked up to the staircase which Skylar had stopped using one month into his pregnancy. Byron met them there and took Skylar into his arms, lifting him with ease. Their lips met into a kiss that put a damper on Skylar’s anger and made his horniness emerge with a vengeance. He’d discovered with great dismay that, when pregnant, he’d gotten even more sex-obsessed, a fact which could be very frustrating since Byron refused to do anything that could be in any way risky for Skylar and the babies.
Byron carried him back to their bedroom and placed him on their big bed. Skylar reached for his mate, feeling desperate and needy.
“Byron…”
Byron took off his shoes and jacket and lay down next to Skylar.
As his mate pulled him close, Skylar tried to reach for the
Malcolm’s wife, Yuki, peeked into the room, and Skylar immediately felt relieved. As odd as it seemed, he’d become quick friends with the female octopus. She was small, like an Asian porcelain doll, but that didn’t make her any less deadly. Like her husband, upon her choice she could poison anyone she touched.
However, she was also very motherly. She and her husband were not able to have children of their own due to circumstances beyond their control. As a blue-ringed octopus, she risked certain death should she ever become pregnant. Even not knowing whether inter-species breeding was possible, the two had decided not to take a chance.
Since Malcolm and Yuki had come to live with them, Yuki had lavished all her affection on Skylar. For some reason, she was fiercely protective of him and his children, and that made her golden in his book.
82
Scarlet Hyacinth
“Hi, Yuki-chan.” He patted the spot next to him on the couch, gesturing for her to approach. “Come sit next to me.”
The woman obeyed, and the moment she sat down, Skylar leaned against her. She was soft, and she smelled like flowers and the sea. It comforted him. “I don’t know what to do anymore, Yuki-chan,” he mumbled.
Her small hand cradled his head, gently caressing his hair. “How about visiting your parents, Skylar-kun? That might help.”
Skylar shook his head. He loved his parents greatly, and they’d been very supportive of him and his children. However, every time he visited, they told him to leave Byron and come stay with them. Skylar didn’t think he could stand another nagging session.
“What you need is your mate. Contact Cunningham-sama,” she suggested, using the respectful address for Byron. “You’ll see how you feel much better.”
“I can’t run to him every time I’m moody, Yuki-chan.” Skylar sighed. “He has work to do, you know that.”
Through his connection with Byron, sweet words slipped into his mind, “Nothing is more important than you.”
Skylar couldn’t suppress a smile at Byron’s mental voice. “Hurry up and finish. I miss you.”
He knew it was selfish, but he wanted his mate home. He needed Byron’s strength to recharge for another day of wobbling, swollen ankles, cravings for unreasonable amounts of food, and sessions of hissy fits. By evening, he always felt exhausted, like he’d run a marathon, not slummed around the house under the best of care.
“You’re not slumming,” Byron corrected him. “You’re caring for our children.”
And that was all well and good, but Skylar wanted this pregnancy over already. He wanted to have his babies in his arms and yes, out of his freaking stomach.
“Listen, I’m on my way home now. I’ll be with you soon.”
Excitement coursed through Skylar. “Okay. Love you.”
The Shark Who Rode a Seahorse
83
“Love you, too.”
Even with Yuki there, it seemed to take forever for Byron to show up. Finally, Skylar heard Byron’s car pull in. A different time, he’d have shot up and rushed to meet his mate at the door. Right then and there, Yuki had to help him up so he could even lift his heavy, pregnant body.
They walked up to the staircase which Skylar had stopped using one month into his pregnancy. Byron met them there and took Skylar into his arms, lifting him with ease. Their lips met into a kiss that put a damper on Skylar’s anger and made his horniness emerge with a vengeance. He’d discovered with great dismay that, when pregnant, he’d gotten even more sex-obsessed, a fact which could be very frustrating since Byron refused to do anything that could be in any way risky for Skylar and the babies.
Byron carried him back to their bedroom and placed him on their big bed. Skylar reached for his mate, feeling desperate and needy.
“Byron…”
Byron took off his shoes and jacket and lay down next to Skylar.
As his mate pulled him close, Skylar tried to reach for the
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