Leif looked down at the dragon that seemed to almost slither from his shoulder to his neck and then smiled down at his perfect little mate. "Now it's my turn and us Fae like to take our time when it comes to the Claiming. I want you to know that absolutely every part of you belongs to me before I place my mark on your flesh." She didn't respond aloud, but a soft gasp fell from her lips and he could smell the delectable scent of her arousal as her hands tightened on his shoulders. He didn't wait for her response, simply scooped her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom before she could protest, gently depositing her in the center of his bed. He remained standing as he stared down at her, feeling nerves that he had not been aware he could still be affected by and he knew that he was
