Page 155 of Monsters in Love: Lost in the Fire

She nodded and repeated the motion, this time higher on my body, near my shoulder blade. This time, the heat was much more intense. I gasped as she put it out, a low, nervous laugh leaving me.

“I liked that,” I whispered.

She shook her head with a snort. “Do you like being in danger, little lady? My little damsel in distress.”

“Knowing that my dragon is here with me? Yes, I do,” I said.

She smirked, her sharp teeth flashing in the firelight as she swiped more of the cold liquid on my skin. She set it on fire, smothered it with her hand. I groaned, wanting more. I could feel the heat pooling between my thighs, the growing desire.

My Madam added another line of alcohol to the back of my thigh, lighting and smothering it. It was quick, the coolness of the liquid followed by the heat of the fire and then the smooth scales of her palm, saving me every time.

I lost track of how long we did this for. Sometimes, it hurt more, but then that pain was followed by more excitement. Eventually she leaned back, the fire on the baton smothering itself.

“How do you feel?” she whispered.

I felt more alive than I ever had before. I smiled and turned my head, looking up at her. The moon caressed her scales, her eyes glowing, drawing me in.

“I feel amazing,” I whispered.

“Good,” she said, leaning down to kiss me.

I wrapped my arms around her neck as I turned over, pulling her close to me. She fell forward and the two of us knocked heads, followed by an eruption of laughter and happiness.

That’s how I wanted to spend the rest of our hours together. Happy, laughing, and possibly with me falling deeper and deeper in love with my dragon.

Home Sweet Home

Regina

Before we knew it,the sun was rising over the serene pond and forest. I could feel Lily tensing as the sky blushed pink, sunlight dappling our tangled bodies. I ran my fingers through her long hair, massaging her scalp and then neck and shoulders. She let out a soft hum, her body still tense despite my touch.

“What is it, my love?” I murmured.

She held her breath for a moment before speaking. “Do you know when you’ll return?” she whispered.

“About that…I wanted to ask you something.”

She turned over, her eyes widening. “You can’t return?”

“Of course I can. I want…Lily, I want to stay. I want to build a home here. With you.”

Her mouth fell open. She sat up all the way now, her hair falling down to her waist. Her blue eyes glistened as she teared up. “Do you mean it?”

“Of course I do,” I whispered softly. I sniffled, feeling my own tears start to emerge, but held them back. “I’m falling for you. I’ve been falling for you, I just had to make some arrangements…”

“But…what about your home?”

“Homes can move, little lady. And where you are is where I want my home to be.”

She reached for my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine. I sat up and tugged her close, wrapping my arms around her.

“Only if you want,” I whispered. “I can always go?—”

“I wanted this but was too scared to ask,” she whispered, tears falling and wetting my scales.

I wiped them away gently. I could feel all the emotions tumbling through me, a mixture of happiness, excitement, and so much love. “You never have to be scared to ask for what you want. Especially with me.”

She blew out a soft breath and then lurched forward, throwing her arms around my neck. I laughed as I fell back, pulling her on top of me.

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