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Looking at her now, not a single part of him doubted his decision of claiming her.

And he hoped she was ready because he no longer wanted to wait.

With that thought in mind, Rurik headed back to their home. When he dove for the entrance of their lair, Amalia gave a high-pitched, girly squeal. The sound of it elated him and caused a rumble to vibrate through his chest.

He landed right in front of the mouth of the cave, not wanting to frighten her if he glided through his tunnel walls.

He reached behind him with one of his front paws, lifting it so that she could slip into it, and he could carefully place her on the ground.

“Rurik!” Amalia exclaimed, turning to throw her arms around his neck to hug him and bury her face against his shoulder. “That was so exciting. Thank you!”

He curled his head around her and brought one of his paws up to return her embrace with his claws curling around one of her shoulders.

“For you, Amalia, anything.”

She leaned back to look into his eyes, her smile just as bright as it was when she was in the sky.

“You were right! Clouds really are made of water.”

Rurik had made it his mission to fly through every single one he could find. Her giggles had been part of the reason, the other was because the condensation of them caused her clothing to cling to her.

“But why are you suddenly so small now?” She looked over his face and then over the parts of his body to see he was the same size as her. “You are rarely this size when you are in your Dragon form.”

Rurik typically liked to remain his full size when he was in his lair. If he needed to be small, he found it easier to have full dexterity with his human hands.

“You are mine, Amalia,” he said, before taking a step forward and licking his tongue across his snout while heat flared through him.

Her brows drew together in confusion. “Yes, I know.”

Parts of him clenched at her unhesitant admission.

“And I will have you in any way I want.” Her little brows drew together even tighter as she retreated into their cave, taking them out of the sunlight. “In any form I can take.”

Her eyes drew wide, and she stumbled back a step before tripping to land on her backside.

She pressed her hand against his shoulder when he crawled above her and pressed his snout against the crook of her neck and shoulder. He let out a deep expire when he took in her scent directly against her skin and then was unable to stop himself from licking to taste it.

“Wait. Can we talk about this first?”

“Why?” He took in another taste of her, refusing to allow her to push him away. He did, however, pull his head back to stare at her with a small frown. “You seemed content with the idea when we spoke of it.”

“That...” Her face grew blistering red. “That was because you were inside of me!”

“And you came around me when I told you I would take you like this.”

Somehow, her face grew even more flushed. It caused a deep chuckle to rumble from him.

“That was only last night. I–I just need a little more time to adjust to the idea.”

“I thought you said I was handsome in my Dragon form.” A spike of uncertainty lanced his gut to twist his insides. He took a step back, and his jaw clenched shut before it relaxed. “I thought that you would desire me like this.”

She averted her eyes to the side.

“I do.” He would have thought she looked away from him with misgivings, if the subtle smell of arousal didn’t lift into her already mouth-watering scent. “But how do you know you will fit like this?”

When she drew her thighs together in an attempt to hide it from him, ease and desire and excitement began to thrum inside him once more.

It pooled heavily in his gut.