Amelia
“Dewi.” I couldn’t let that redness slip from his eyes . I just couldn’t. Even if I was relaxed laying against him.
He had finally started acting like himself again. The insufferable cocky welsh dragon I had fallen in love with.
“Yes my
“Yes my love.” His voice was sleepy as he traced circles on my naked lower back. He sounded content.
”I need you, I need you to f**k my ass.”
He raised himself up on to his elbows and his eyes were still the perfect red hue I had come to know and love. They searched my face and then he gave a small shake of his head. “No ami, I
Mean are you trying to kill me off? I am an old man” He chuckled but that wasn’t the reason and we both knew it. He might be centuries old but he was the furthest thing from an old man.
“Why?” I sighed as his hand
