Maiden Flight
stroking her ever higher with his tongue and questing fingers. He brought her wetness down to the tiny hole of her anus and probed gently within, setting off another series of shockwaves.
    “You like that?” he breathed against her skin.
    She could only moan as he continued teasing her. When he judged she was ready, he sat back, flipping her over and massaging the rounded cheeks of her ass.
    “Get on your hands and knees, pet.”
    She looked back at him, uncertain, but his slap to her ass made her squeal and move. The spank had not really hurt; he had meant it only to tease. The widening of her eyes and her panting breaths told him all he needed to know about her reaction to it. She moved to her hands and knees uncertainly but he soothed her, parting the cheeks of her ass with gentle fingers so he could inspect her in detail.
    When he could hold back no longer, he moved up and brought his cock to the entrance of her dripping pussy. She was beyond excited. She was primed. Pushing in, he went slow as she moaned.
    “It feels so much bigger this way.” Her gasping words reached his ears and brought a satisfied smile to his face.
    “Too big?” He teased by stopping about halfway in.
    “No!” She moved back against him, trying to take him deeper. “It feels so good! Don’t stop.”
    He chuckled and moved forward, seating himself fully. He just stayed there for a moment, savoring the sensation but then his needs grew fierce once again and he started to move. She was moaning beneath him as he used his hands to steady her, playing with the little hole of her anus and teasing her response.
    She jerked and cried out as his finger dipped into her ass, just to the first knuckle. He kept it there, noting her reactions as his pace increased. He was close now and she was downright explosive beneath him.
    When he was ready to explode, he pushed his finger in deeper, at the same time reaching around to tease her clit with his other hand. She came like fireworks, clenching around him and milking his cock until he shuddered and cried out, jetting his seed deep within her.
    They collapsed together onto the pile of bedding and he folded her gently into his arms. Drifting off to sleep, he realized he had never reached higher plateau of pleasure in his life and possibly never would again with any other woman. Belora was it for him. His mate.
    He smiled as sleep claimed him, knowing she was in his arms where she belonged.

    Gareth woke in the night when Belora moved restlessly in her sleep. He wasn’t used to sleeping with a woman, but waking with Belora in his arms was an entirely satisfying experience. He soothed her and she settled back against him. He looked around the room and found Kelvan’s head still resting in the doorway, watching them.
    Gareth, there’s something strange about her healing energy.
    Strange? Strange in a bad way?
    No! It feels… it feels almost like… no, I must be wrong.
    Spit it out, Kel.
    No, I shouldn’t say anything unless I’m sure. Let me think on this a bit more, but by all means, don’t let her go back to that hut in the forest. If I’m right, she is more precious than you know.
    Go to sleep, Kel. We can puzzle out your cryptic words tomorrow. Gareth threw a pillow at the dragon and cuddled closer to his woman. Everything would work out now that they were together. He could feel it.

    * * * *
    The next morning after a small meal in the communal area where both Belora and her mother were introduced to most of those who lived in the Lair, Gareth and Kelzy went off to train. Belora and her mother made friends with a few of the women, but it was Silla, a woman about her mother’s age that took them under her wing. When both Belora and her mother volunteered to help with the daily chores it was Silla who showed them where to go and what to do to help. Belora helped with the washing while her mother went off with the Lair’s healer to discuss what might be needed in the stillroom.
    It was almost dark

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