Page 66 of Love Bites Extra Hard

So right.

Vaguely, I saw Stella dumping baskets of Talon’s scales over my body. Over the bed.

Someone else was scooping them off my shelves and other furniture.

I tried to voice my protest, but no sound came out.

My eyes started to close again.

I heard a roar—the roar of a dragon.

Mydragon.

The sound was full of fury. And terror.

The door slammed open, and his face was over mine a breath later, his skin ashen as he saw me.

His hands were on my cheeks. On my arms. On my body.

My eyes closed.

The scales pressing against me were warm. So warm. He shoved some of them aside and was beneath the sheets with me a heartbeat later. He was careful, but not gentle. His body pressed down on mine, pushing me into the mattress, putting pressure on mine.

It hurt, but felt right too.

More scales joined us in the bed.

And finally, my eyes closed.

twelve

TALON

My heart poundedin my head so loudly I couldn’t hear a fucking thing. I pressed my scale-covered body to my mate’s, pleading with the sky, my fallen scales, and the magic in my veins to spare her.

To let her live.

To help her through.

Her breathing was faint, but she was breathing. In any other situation, I would’ve needed to get off of her to let her breathe deeper, but not this one.

A dragon’s scales had power when it came to his mate. They didn’t have a ton of magic, but they had some. Enough to help the dragon’s mate sleep better, and deeper. Feel more confident. Recover faster from injuries.

It wasn’t a miraculous amount of magic, but all I could do was hope it was enough.

My lips moved in silent commands against her hair.

Heal.

Recover.

Come back to me.

Heal.

Recover.

Come back to me.

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