Emma POV
"You want me to allow my dragon to move forward with me, I understand now," Clay said, his voice low and husky. His eyes twinkled as his hands finally met my side.
"That did not take you long," I breathed out, feeling a rush of warmth spread through my body.
"No, but I was tempted to let it last longer. I was kinda enjoying your little torture session," he said, his words making my face flush.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed by. I'm addicted to touching you and I very much enjoy when you touch and tease me. It's a side of you I don't get to see often," he confessed, his voice filled with desire.
"So you say the moon gives us energy, and Baldur says the fire feeds me strength as well. You're wise, Emma," Clay said, his words tinged with admiration, as he sat up on the groun
