life over to this dragon.

Lowering herself back down, her chest laying against his warmth, she waited for her body to calm itself again.

“What would convince you, mate?” he asked.

She couldn’t think as his hands feathered up and down her sides. She didn’t even know there were nerves on her sides. What had he asked? How could she think like this? Still in her, his hands doing things that didn’t even seem possible, her body betrayed her and responded to every slight touch he offered.

What did she need? That’s what he asked. Could she answer she needed a few more orgasms? No. that might actually kill her, maybe. But, damn. What a way to go.

“I just need time. I think. I’m getting there. I don’t understand how you just know I’m meant for you. But, then again, maybe I just don’t know how to listen. Is it your animal instincts?  As a witch and human, I don’t have that.” She paused as she listened to his heartbeat under her ear.

It calmed even the deepest fear within her and she found herself growing tired, at peace. Maybe she should sleep on it, or rather on him. No one made good choices when you were tired.

No, no one made good choices when tired and all your desires had been sated in one night. Then again, how could this turn out bad?

Aisha woke to the morning sun streaming in. As she moved, her body ached and slowly she remembered why. A weight had lifted from her chest and although she was sore, everything felt new.

Her eyes flew open. Was he still here? Reaching out across the bed she expected to find him, but no. Turning her head, she saw his rumpled side of the bed, but no Deo.

Sitting up, she tried to see if his clothes were still here? Maybe he was in the bathroom? But everything was silent. He left her?

Flopping down on the bed, Aisha closed her eyes. Her body ached from finally being used the way it was intended, but her heart ached from something very different. She would not let any more tears enter her life. So he’d left. He claimed she was his mate, that means he wouldn’t have abandoned her. Still. He’d left.

Her nerves jumped at the unexpected squeak of the front door. She couldn’t decide if it was Tan, in which case she should scramble for clothing.

“Tan?” she called out.

She pushed aside a sheet and started to look around for shorts and a T-shirt she usually left at the foot of the bed. Her bed didn’t look anything like it usually did, not after Deo.

Without noticing, she’d squeezed her hands into fists and the bite of her fingernails waking her up a bit more. What the hell? He didn’t come across as a one-night stand. A man did not profess soul deep need and then leave, unless you were claiming to be a dragon shifter and what if he wasn’t?

“Don’t come up. I’ll be right down,” she called out. That was all she needed. Tan to see her and her morning of shame. Toe curling, fantasy satisfying shame. But still. Not that she cared. Maybe she did.

One thing that was different and needed to stay that way was the conversation with Tan. She couldn’t go back.

As she moved, her thighs twinged and a delicious pain of her well-used muscles between her legs reminded her just how much she couldn’t go back to what her life was yesterday morning.

She also smiled at the thought that even now she’d probably let Deo claim her if he continued to do these things to her body. The man was hung. Like holy shit, that-isn’t-going-to-fit kind of hung.

A giggle escaped. Had she stopped to think about what she’d been doing, she might have questioned how he was going to fit her. Luckily though, she was horny, and something in her needed him beyond all logic.

The bed rocked as she flopped back.

The cool air of her room brushed over her bare skin, eliciting a tiny shiver. He woke her up.

Memories of last night, before he’d done exactly as she’d secretly wanted, made her think about how things could have been different. She’d really tried to let him leave last night, but as she’d closed the door, her heart nearly broke. It felt like an elephant had sat on her chest and she couldn’t breathe. If he left, the air would leave with him.

The moment she opened the door, no, the moment he came back to her, the peace he gave her settled in. The moment her hands were around him, the pain left her and all that was left was her soul deep need for a man she hadn’t even known existed a few days ago.

Tan was just going to have to wait. Licking her lips, she wanted to relieve the burn of her dormant muscles somehow stretching for him as he’d pushed into her. Aisha moaned as her hand traveled down her body. Even just thinking about him made her need him all over again.

No. She didn’t need him. She just lusted after him. But then what was the stabbing pain in the center of her chest. Why was it that if she didn’t focus on the heat swirling in her belly, she could literally feel her heart shattering into a million little pieces.

Oh, right. He’d left her.

Someone cleared their throat, and she squeaked in surprise. Her hands grabbed at the sheets as she struggled to cover herself.

“Tan,” she yelled, and then looked up.

No, it wasn’t Tan. Deo had cleared his throat. A flurry of butterflies replaced the sludgy sadness.

“Should I put this down and come help?” He cocked a brow as his orangish eyes swirled into the blue of his dragon. Her skin tingled as they scanned down her body, leaving her bare and not just because she was naked.

Slipping her hands up and out of the sheets, she swallowed her embarrassment. Why she was she embarrassed when he’d already seen every inch of her?

“I…” what had he asked? She sniffed

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