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Neither would tell him what happened, but he knew they must have spoken.He probably offended her, and she used that acid tongue of hers to yell at him.That seemed plausible because that is what she would have done to him.

When Glov had been gone for a while, showing that he wasn’t intending to return for whatever reason, Rurik rose to his paws.

I have plans today,he grinned.And they involve a certain female being naked.

She’d healed when the sun had fallen. Instead of him trying to get under her skirt, he’d played lairmaid like he wasn’t some ill-tempered, scornful warrior.

I must clean first. She will not appreciate the main room.He walked down the tunnel until he reached the room with the tapestries that depicted history.

He is such a messy eater.It made sense though. Glov wouldn’t be on land for long to eat, so he would do so quickly. Rurik didn’t appreciate the cow carcass pieces thrown about, rather than how he ate them, with care.

If a Witch does not get him then he will surely choke on a bone. Now that would be a shameful way to go.He would snicker, but he didn’t think lightly on the death of his own kind.

He knew that the light-hearted female wouldn’t like to see the bloody massacre. It may put her in a foul mood and cause her to be unreceptive to his touches, so he collected everything he could and took them outside.

He walked to a shallow cave just around the corner he’d dug in the past and placed them inside. Then, he cooked them with his flames until they were dehydrated enough for him to crush them to nothing more than dust.

Even though he didn’t care to see bones lying about, he didn’t leave them in his cave to step on, nor did he leave a trail or pile outside of his lair. He didn’t want to make it obvious that these mountain lands possibly held a Dragon.

Unclean lands made it easier for Dark Witches to find them.

He walked back to where he knew his cave entrance was. He was able to see the tunnel whereas others would see the illusion of a rockface – it was the same magic he used to hide his secret alcove from Amalia.

Walking inside, he planned to shift, find pants, and grab one of the sour-sweet, green apples he liked. Instead, he noticed Amalia walking the tunnel. She appeared to be looking for something, ducking her head into alcoves before continuing down.

He didn’t think she would be moving about yet.

With a grin, he ducked into the first alcove he could and blew a ring of fire above himself.

“Shift,” he whispered before those flames came back to encase him.

Once he was human, he snuck down the tunnel to slowly creep up behind her.

“What are you doing?” he asked when he was right at her back.

“Eeep!” She gave a cute squeak of shock before quickly turning to face him.

“Looking for you. You promised me seasonings for my food.”

She is wearing purple today.And for some reason, that pleased him. He didn’t think too long as to why.

“Why are you human?” Her eyes swept down his chest and then widened when they went lower. They quickly ducked back to his face. “Where are your pants?!”

Her scent changed to indicate to him she liked what she’d seen, and it made him lick at his lips.

“Glov has left, and I am hoping not to need them today.”

It took her a while to realise what he meant. What he hadn’t thought she would do was bolt.

“No, no, no.”

Yes, yes, yes,he thought with a chuckle as he chased her.

She didn’t get far before he captured her in his arms, and she made a squealing noise. Turning her, he brought his mouth down on hers. She gave no fight, immediately making a soft noise as she returned his kiss.

Up you go,he lifted her by the back of both legs so that they were around his waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck to hold on, her scent deepening the more their mouths moved over each other’s with scorching, messy, wet kisses.

She always smells sweet.Already he could feel his shaft hardening, and he deepened the press of his mouth before dipping his tongue inside.And tastes it.