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“That is not good enough! They used dark magic. They killed a different Dragon and used their parts against me! They have stolen wings, and bones, and claws to fight against my own kind.” He took in a shaking breath that sounded strange and guttural, like he was trying to growl and breathe at the same time. “They have stolen from pixies and fairies. They used a hex against me to stop me from healing, to keep me weak!”

She took another step forward. “It is okay. I can remove it if you cannot.”

“You are just like them! You have the same magic and use illusions to lower my guards.” She knew he didn’t truly believe that. “You trick me into feeling desire for you and then strike me when I use it.”

He is not calming.She lowered her arms, frowning as she thought on the last of his words.I have not tricked him.

He turned from her, and she quickly ran forward to touch his back.

“Please, let me help you. You have done so much for me.”

She wanted to comfort him in the same way he had once comforted her. He held her when she desperately needed someone to hold, had let her sleep against him when she had been afraid. He healed her of her burns and saved her from obtaining more from Glov.

Amalia wanted to return his kindness.

The moment her hand touched his back, his head snapped to her. He slowly spun back around with his eyes narrowed on her.

“You truly wish to help me?”

He walked towards her, and the look he gave her made her take a step back. She stopped herself from going further when she realised she was retreating.

Without hesitation, she said, “Yes.”

He blew a ring of fire into the air above him.

“SHIFT!” he shouted the singular chant before the fire came back to encase his body.

She’d never seen the Dragon change before while lucid, and her eyes widened at watching him do so. When the flames disappeared, he emerged from it human, stalking towards her with a dark predatory gaze.

She didn’t even have time to react before he threaded his fingers through her hair. Grabbing a hold of it with a tight fist, he crashed his mouth down upon hers.

Amalia froze and then gave a gasp of pain when he tugged her hair because she wasn’t returning his kiss. Unsure as to why this was happening when he was obviously enraged, she kissed back in confusion.

Her hands were against his chest, but she didn’t push him away. She was unsure of what to do. His free hand came down on one of her arse cheeks hard, causing her to squeak in surprise, before he lifted her to her toes by it.

His lips spread hers before he slipped his tongue inside her mouth.

She felt wetness pooling between her legs and clenched her eyes shut tight.I cannot do this.She wanted to help him, but not like this.

Amalia started to press her hands against his chest to separate their bodies. When he realised what she was doing, she felt her head being pulled by her hair, and she released a soft cry. He broke from her mouth, pushing their bodies back together before he forced her head to tilt up.

His lips found her neck.

“How can I still want you so badly after what I have just seen?” He bit her, making her gasp. It wasn’t hard enough to cause true pain, but she felt the twinge of it. His tongue ran across where his teeth had been like he wanted to soothe her flesh, and it sent a small shiver through her. “How can a Witch be this beautiful?”

She stopped trying to push him away as she blinked.

He thinks I am beautiful?

He’d called her many things. Odd, strange, entertaining, but he’d never said something so tender, had never complimented her.

His lips and tongue were rough against the soft places of her throat, his mouth eating at her skin hungrily. His breath fanned over the wetness he left behind, and it caused goosebumps to prick down that side of her neck and over her shoulder and arm.

Amalia thought he had sex with her because she’d been convenient. That if it had been any other female, he would have done the same thing.

Does... Does he actually feel something for me in this way?Not just because she was a woman and available, but because hetrulyfound her beautiful?

He ground his hips against hers right after she asked herself the question, sliding the hardened length of his shaft against her. She felt like he answered her thoughts.