“Hey.”
“How much sex do you think it’ll take for you to not feel like snarling at anyone else I meet?”
Zan’s arms spasm around me. “I’m not going to ever not feel possessive of you again, Yora.”
I smile, and his abrupt tension recedes slightly only to be replaced with suspicion.
Heh. He does know me.
“To my great regret I will nevertheless need to interact with some horrible people tomorrow,” I say cheerfully.
Zan nips my neck, and I shudder pleasantly. “You can’twaitto sic us on them,” he says.
“Sage of Wrath,” I agree. “But as it turns out, I don’t want to think about them tonight.”
Zan grunts. “And yet—”
“And yet, insome way, I will need to build power.” I smile beatifically. “Do you think you could help me with a new kata?”
Zan lifts his head from my shoulder to glare at me, which is somewhat undercut by the clear amusement I feel through our bond.
And isn’t that a wonder?
“You are going to ruin words,” Zan tells me sternly. “Now every time you eventhinkabout a kata—”
“I’ll think of you,” I say softly, and I meant that to sound like a joke but it’s the absolute godsdamned truth.
And Zan hears it, or maybefeelsit, and his eyes start glowing again.
And so do I.
Oh wow, maybe I didn’t think this through after all. If we’re both going to be like this constantly,forever—
Zan stands up still holding me, lifts me off of him and out of the tub like I weigh literally nothing, sets me down on the edge, then steps out himself. “You want to test whether there’s an amount of sex that will sate my dragon instincts, then?”
I shrug, pleased both by the way his gaze is drawn to what that motion does to my breasts and then at the glare as he realizes I’ve turned his pretend noncommittal shrug against him.
Turnabout, my love.
“Well, I’m a sage, so I knowI’llnever have my fill of you because I can’t everbefilled—”
Zan goes to hoist me over his shoulder and I lash out instinctively, which ends with me tussling with him in the air as he nevertheless walks usactuallyto his bedroom this time.
We fall onto the bed wrapped in each other, and then we both move as if to sit up, and I end up sliding into his lap and then right onto his already hard-again length and we both groan.
Zan made it sound like many women struggle to orgasm, but that’s clearly not going to be a problem for us. I genuinely can’t imagine not coming apart around him any time he looks at me with that heat in his gaze, our eyes locked on each other, as we both move together, reveling in knowing each other as deep as we can.
Maybe it’s because, like I knew as soon as I woke myself up for him, he makes it finally, finally safe to.
Chapter 26
Wedonotactuallyhave sex all night, to my eternal disappointment.
Zan actually laughs out loud at me and promises with a smirk that has me jumping on him again that he will make it up to me afterward.
I am holding him to that, literally and spiritually.
Wewillhave time.
