AS THE first light of dawn slipped through the windows, Vaelora stirred in her sleep, unconsciously readjusting her position beside Draekon.
Draekon’s arm laid across her waist like a warm chain, his breath was slow and even on her neck. The furs were twisted around them, wet with sweat and his seed from hours ago.
Then, Draekon woke, resting his gaze on Vaelora's sleeping form. He thought about their wild moment of passion only hours ago. How Vaelora and taken all of him inside her, and how her hips her bucked uncontrollably when she had her release.
He finally had her just the way he had always imagined, and it was even better!
He only realized now, that his need and desire for her had increased much significantly after their night together. His growing bulge was a huge evidence.
