Author: Alyse Zaftig
Category: Paranormal
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Javelin laughed at her playfulness. “Okay, anything you want.” He had no idea what she was up to, but there was no way in hell he was missing out.
They said their goodbyes and made plans for her family to visit the cliffs. On the flight back, Javelin was less careful about letting her feel the erection behind her. She pressed he
r hips back, enjoying the bulge along with the vibrations coming from below and behind her.
“Are you sure you want me as a dragon when we return?” he whispered in her ear.
“Positive,” she said, pressing her hand against his and encouraging him to hold her tighter against his crotch. At least for the start.
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Chapter 6
They ignored everyone who asked about the visit and raced to the elevator, willing it to move even faster.
“Meet you in five,” Madeleine said, disappearing into her room. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and slowly removed all her clothing. “There’s no turning back after this. Blink twice if this is what you want.” She hesitated and slowly fluttered her eyelashes twice. “Thanks. Nice talking to you.”
Her steps were deliberate now as she opened the door to the shared hallway and made her way to his chamber. “Keep your eyes closed,” she called out.
“Your wish is my command.”
He had his back towards her with his tail extended like the first time. Water was running in his tub as he’d drawn a bath for her and placed a few glowing orbs over it for mood lighting. She looked at his tail and sized up the situation before retreating halfway down the hallway. She took a deep breath and got a running start before running up his tail and leaping onto his back so her legs were straddling him.
“What the fuck?” he growled with surprise.
“Show me your wings.”
“No,” he said, trying to shake her off.
She dug her heels into his side and squeezed her legs tightly against him. “You can’t fly, can you?”
“What difference does it make?”
“It doesn’t make a difference to me, but I know it probably does to you.”
“Get off me.”
“Nope. Show me your fucking wings.”
He turned his head and gave her a blast of heat, which only caused her to dig in tighter. “What is the point of this?” he asked.
“I’m trying to confirm something.”
“What, that you’re being a bit of a jerk right now?”
“No,” she said softly. “That you’re the one who saved us. I know it was you.”
Javelin grew quiet. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re a hero. You saved my entire family and I think you lost a wing in the process. Am I right?”
He was silent for several moments before he finally responded. “Flying is part of my identity. Without that ability … it’s been rough.”
“I’m sorry our arrival caused you pain.”
“That’s not what I meant,” he said softly. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“Open your wings,” she said. “Let me see.”
He blew out more steam and slowly spread his wings. The one on the left was perfect with strong and glossy webbing. The one on the right was slow to open. Once extended, it showed scarring close to the body and webbing that wasn’t as shiny, but was still fully connected.