Together they lay comfortably within the mouth of the cavern, his body covering hers as it once did. Melchoir follows Raine’s movements, staying ever close without smothering her. When she leans into him, he matches her needy touch, her favorite so far, he learned was brushing her neck against his. And oh how she purred when he’d cover her with his wings.
It was madness, he thought, his mind raced with the thought of her bearing new life one day, just based on how she touched him. Her constant nearness was all he could have ever asked for and yet he couldn’t help but wonder if she’d want to ever see Brandon again.
He could hear the man in his head dying to get out, to see if she’d accept him too. He promised he would accept her in her dragon form but still dreamed of her human form. He
