Tabitha
By the time Gabriel kicks open the door to my bedroom, I’m cracking up. “I want to be in the room when Rafe tells Adele about today,” I say.
“That can be arranged.” He doesn't let me down but carries me straight to the bed. “But first, it is time for me to claim you, my treasure.”
I’m woozy with the aftermath of adrenaline. I’m barefoot–the slippers I was wearing are long gone. My cheeks are flushed, my hair is wild. The insane magnetism between us crackles like electricity, and arousal pulses between my legs.
I cup his cheek, molding my fingers over his jaw, his brows, his beard. “I’m glad things worked out. There was a moment with the dragon, I wasn’t sure he was going to allow you to come back to me.”
“He spoke to me.”
“He did?”
“Yes. We are now one. Because of you.” Gabr
