It's three a.m. in the morning and Zyaire is screaming at the top of her tiny lungs.

My eyes shot open and I got up sluggishly. A week has passed since we were discharged from the hospital and right after we got home, we got on our duties of raising our daughter.

I kept her during the daytime while Drakos was at work and at night he took over. Zyaire was a greedy baby. She feeds every hour and that still didn't seem to work for her. Her growth was rapid. By now she weighed fifteen pounds and it has only been a week.

I feared that our child would end up obese by the rate she's going at.

Turning over, I nudged Drakos who was sleeping like a rock. Late-night feedings were new to him so I knew he'd be tired. He stirred awake and sat up as soon as Zyaires cries entered his ears.

"She's hungry again?" He asked raspily.

"Yes, Drakos. She's a dragon shifter, so that's expected. Let's hope she doesn't look like a butterball turkey by the time she reaches four months." I said, frowning at the thought.

He peeled the duvet away and got out of bed. "Come join me. Maybe she wants to feel and smell you. You know she clings to you a lot."

I folded my hands across my chest and rolled my eyes. "You're only asking because you don't want to do it all by yourself."

"Maybe I'm asking because I love you and I want you with me and our daughter tonight," He placed a hand akimbo on his waist.

I blushed, looking away, embarrassed. "Okay, I'll come."

He smiled and waited for me to get out of bed and join him before heading down the hall to the nursery. When he opened the door, her cries amplified and I cringed, my heart aching.

Stepping ahead of Drakos, I went over to her and gathered her in my arms, out of the crib. Her cries subsided when I cradled her to my chest and kissed her forehead. She rubbed her face on my shirt and made gurgling sounds. I gently rocked her in my arms, staring at her serene features.

Drakos came up to me and kissed me on my temple, kissing Zyaire on her forehead afterwards. "You both are so beautiful." He glorified. "I still can't believe you gave me a child." He pecked me on the lips and stroked Zyaire's thick, auburn hair.

"I don't think she was hungry," I told him, running a finger down her cheek. Her eyes were shut now and her breathing evened out. She was sleeping.

"She wanted her mommy," He kissed my throat and I basked in the feel of his lips on my skin. It's been a while since we had sex. Between cooking, cleaning, and raising a newborn, we didn't have time for sex. The urge unexpectedly struck me now.

"I'm not a woman," I clarified, feeling him rock with me from behind as he slid his hands around me.

"Of course, but you are equivalent to a mother. You carried her in your belly, you birthed her and you nurtured her. So yeah, you're considered the mother in this relationship. Accept it."

Not in the mood to argue, I agreed with silence. Right now this moment felt right and so tranquil. I'm holding our baby in my arms as she slept and clung to me. A tiny being that needed me to survive. I smiled down at our daughter's beautiful face, bursting with love.

"Stephon took his ultrasound by the way," Drakos mentioned after silence fell. "They're having a girl as well. I guess Falcon has to try again. He truly desired to have a son."

"As did you," I smiled fondly in remembrance. "But after what happened, I'm not sure we'll be having another any time soon or ever again."

He held me tighter, "I agree with you on that. Let's cherish the love that we have right now with our daughter. It's been a rough journey and I'm thankful that you both made it."

I nodded and felt Altier stir in my chest. He was aroused from his slumber.

You'll have more offsprings. He declared and I bit back a scoff.

In your dreams. I said.

I can carry them for you. Let Zyros impregnate me and most of the burden will be off of you. When you go into labor, you can shift and allow me to give birth. No harm will come to you or our hatchlings. He implored.

My brows drew up at the news and I felt slightly relieved.

We'll discuss this later. I promised and he settled down, gazing at Zyaire through my mind's eye, making purring sounds. He6s so weird. I felt his longing to birth a hatchling himself but for now, we can enjoy Zyaire while my body was fully healed.

***

I need sex.

As I washed the dishes I couldn't keep my mind off of lascivious things. It was so bad to the point where I imagined Drakos taking me right here on the countertop. I shut my eyes and bit my lips. The thought had me hard in seconds.

I glanced at Zyaire who was fast asleep in her swing in the living room that played lulling music. Drakos wasn't here. It would be another two hours before he arrived home. My body was hot with desire. My cock strained and tented in my sweatpants.

I loved taking care of my daughter but I needed some alone time. Drakos seldom comes home in the daytime. He said he's trying to catch up on backed up work from his time of being away from the office.

I understood that he had to do what was right for our family but my body screamed out for his touch. It wailed in his bereft presence. I just needed a quick nut.

If he couldn't come to me, then I'll go to him. Abandoning the dishes, I slid off the gloves and went into the living room to get my phone from off of the entertainment stand. I dialed Felicia's number and breathed a sigh of relief when she answered.

"Hey, Asche, how are you guys and my adorable niece?" Her voice was bubbly.

"Great, Felicia. Every day with her is a blessing. Um, I called because I wanted to know if you were free today to babysit Zyaire for me. I want to run a few errands and I don't want her exposed to the open air at such a young age."

"Of course I'm free. Kirk and I were just having lunch. We can swing by because we're finishing up."

"Thank you, Felicia," I said, thankful.

"It's no problem, darling. That's my first niece we're talking about and I'll do anything for her. Get dressed, we'll be there in thirty minutes."

"Okay," I said and ended the call. I glanced at Zyaire with a smile. Since daddy's busy and can't give me what I want, I'll take it from him myself.

***

"Must you repeat everything to me like I'm a five-year-old?" Kirk facepalmed himself after I kept repeating to him how to make her bottle.

Felicia politely interposed, "Asche, darling, we've got this. Now run along and do your mommy duties." She flicked her hands at me to shoo.

"I'm a man," I grumbled, kissing Zyaire who was nestled in Felicia's arms, sleeping as usual.

"Well...you kinda carried her and-"

"Okay, Kirk, I got you. Spare me the details." I sighed.

He chuckled and gently shoved me to the door, "Go now, she's in good hands."

"If she cries, let Felicia put on one of my shirts so she can be comforted by my smell." I reminded.

"Yesss, mother goose, now run along." He said exasperatingly.

"You just want to get rid of me," I pouted.

"And you're just stalling," He said, opening the door and nudging me through it.

"Later," He said, shutting the door, leaving me in the corridor.

These people. I shook my head and walked away, heading for the elevator.

In a jiffy, I made it to Drakos' publishing company. Walking through the automatic doors gave me a feeling of nostalgia. This is where I met him and defiantly told him I wasn't fucking him. Well...I was bound to fuck him. He had a way with words and I had an eye for money.

What a combination.

I strode up to the receptionist's desk and told her I wanted to see Drakos but it was a surprise. She nodded understandably, however mentioned that I'd have to consult with his PA before I'm allowed entrance into his office.

She phoned his PA and informed her that I was coming up. I thanked her and went into the elevator that levitated me to his floor. The doors opened and I stepped into the posh area where his PA got up and greeted me with a smile.

"Asche! It's so great to see you! I haven't seen you in a while. How've you been?" She asked kindly.

She's a very sweet woman who I liked because of her bubbly personality. I felt so bad for cursing at her when I first came here. My attitude was deplorable and it wasn't her fault Drakos was a pervert. Well, now he's my pervert.

"I've been great, thanks. Just staying at home, reading, or cooking. The same old. Is Drakos in?" I asked, glancing at the door to his office.

"Yes, he is. He's been holed up in there for a while. You can go on in, he's not in a meeting."

"Thanks," I said and we parted, my feet taking me into the direction of Drakos' office.

I didn't bother to knock before I opened the oak door to his spacious office. Just as the door opened and I stepped in, his head snapped up and his eyes grew wide in shock.

I closed the door behind me and smiled, pulling my shirt over my head.

"Asche," He said in disbelief. "What are you doing here? What are you--what?" He stood up when I threw the shirt to the ground and stepped out of my sweatpants, revealing my lengthening cock.

"I want you," I said, stepping towards him, circling around the desk. "And I want you to fuck me right here, right now," I whispered in the cusp on his ear, taking his hand and placing it on my ass.

"Please, Mr. Dick Almighty?"

***