CHAPTER 8
Rylee laughed at Spirit. The dragon was lying in the hammock in the backyard with Rylee’s sunglasses on his face, sleeping. Rylee knew he was sleeping, because he could hear the
Maharishi snoring from where he was inside.
Large arms surrounded Rylee’s waist, “Well there you are, Tsi. I woke up and you were not in bed.”
Rylee giggled, and turned so they were chest to chest. Running his hand gently down his lover’s chest, “That, lover, is because I was hungry for actual food and if I would have waited for you, I would have starved to death.”
“Hmmm… Well, I guess you’re right. We do need sustenance if we are going to continue with…
what did you call it? Ahh, I remember… our marathon sexcapade.” Taj said with a laugh.
“Well, that was said after our fourth time and it applied t
