Chapter 28
Tiri followed Zane into the guest room they were using at D’Vaire. The night before, Zane slept on the couch while Tiri lay in the expansive bed, full of guilt. He got a little warm thinking about what they were planning on doing in it. Steeped in heated thoughts of his body intimately wrapped with Zane’s, he didn’t realize the shifter had come to a stop. Tiri rammed right into his back, and it was the equivalent of smashing into a wall.
“Adjust your mirrors, I must be in your blind spot.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. I need to teach you how to drive,” Zane said as he turned and swept one hand over Tiri’s cheek.
“Okay.”
“Today was beautiful.”
“Yes,” Tiri responded as he leaned closer to his dragon. “Should I take my clothes off now?”
“A little eager, are we?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you’d be nervous.”
Tiri shrugged as he stared up into Zane’s dark eyes. “It’s new to me, but I know what to expect. I also wish for you to touch my penis.”
“We get one chance to get this right. Let’s take our time.”
The sprite’s eyebrows snapped together in irritation. “You only wish to have sex with me once?”
“Yeah, not hardly,” Zane retorted as he ran his hands down the sleeves of Tiri’s tunic. “I meant, you’ll only lose your virginity once.”
“I have no use for it now. I need practice, so I can excel at sexual relations.”
“I’m very attracted to you. If you’re interested, I have no doubt we’ll have plenty of sex.”
“I can assure you I’m interested.”
Zane chuckled, and his smile was wry. “Why don’t we start with you giving me the braids we talked about?”
“You wish me to decorate your hair?”
“Yeah.”
Disappointed because he wanted to tear off his clothes and have Zane’s mouth on his, Tiri decided the dragon must be nervous. It was the only reason he could think of for delaying their intimacy. Tiri wanted to be kind to his other half, so he strode across the room to gather what he would need to add the braids to Zane’s hair. He thought if he distracted Zane with this task, he would settle down so they could take care of Tiri’s virginity. “Perhaps you could sit on the bed?” he suggested in his gentlest voice.
“Sure,” Zane replied. He got comfortable on the mattress and pulled the tie out of his brown tresses.
Tiri climbed up next to him and started dragging the brush through his thick locks. “Your hair is beautiful. Why do you wear it long while most of the other dragons have theirs short?”
Zane shrugged. “No specific reason. Mostly I’m just too lazy to get it cut all the time.”
Once he was done making sure there were no tangles, Tiri separated a small section and got started on Zane’s first braid. “I hope you’ll continue to keep it this length.”
“If you like it, I definitely will. Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course, I wish for no secrecy between us.”
“Are you harboring any latent desire to chop off your hair? I know it’s yours, but I’m really fond of it.”
Tiri smiled as he pushed a black bead upward. “I have no intention of doing as Ellery did. I’m nothing more than a lowly sprite. I will honor my traditions.”