Mark her…
Yakir could hear his dragon roaring at him as his mate left his sight. He wanted nothing more to make her his for real. He needed to respect her wishes.
Mark her…
Yakir's heart was pounding in his chest. He could still feel those soft magic filled lips around his d**k and he was getting hard all over again. Dragons were known for their recovery time after all. He could get to her in a second flat and drop her on the bed and have his way with her.
Mark her…
She seemed to not believe he had his limits or she simply no longer cared if he reached them. Yakir stood on his feet and walked as slow as he could make his body go as he stripped off the clothes he had on. He left a trail behind him as her rainwater scent engulfed him as he stepped into her room. He inhaled deeply and h
