Bite, bite, bite, bite, bite….
Barrack gritted his teeth. He wanted to tell his dragon to shut up, but the damn thing wasn’t having any of it. He’d never had so much trouble in his life controlling the beast!
Do not release…. Goddess! You are going to kill us all! he growled when he felt the first release of dragon fire in his blood.
“Barrack, you’ve got…. How can they be so soft?” Delilah murmured, her fingertips caressing the scales running along his neck as he climbed the stairs with her in his arms.
“Delilah, my little fighter, I am close to losing control,” Barrack admitted.
She tilted her head and looked at him with eyes filled with curiosity and desire. Her fingers paused before she began to stroke him again. He clenched his jaw when he felt his teeth starting to elongate.
“Ar
