To wake up alone after what I gave him the night before was devastating. To hear the dragon's explanation more so. I want his love so badly my chest constricts and I have trouble breathing. Gaining that love will cause him additional suffering and I cannot allow that to happen.
I rest in his arms, the blue glow fading slowly. My hand is on his chest and my fingers draw small circles around the small pucker at the tip of his breast. I've seen my share of human male chests. Nothing compares to my dragon.
"May we fly this morning, dragon?" I'm tired from lack of sleep and I don't want him returning me to my room if I nod off.
"If my bride wishes to fly, we will fly."
"I'm sorry for the halberd."
He laughs which reassures me that he isn't angry. "I will teach you to use it properly and yo
