a little rough
Eamon nearly choked on his food as the words sank in.
His cheeks were a bright red as he looked at Valerion who looked utterly unapologetic for his bold declaration.
Eamon was utterly speechless as his subconscious mind imagined having Valerion hands roaming his entire body.
He was suddenly thirsty and hot and without another glance at the dragon, Eamon walked over to the waterfall to drink some water.
The cool fresh liquid was refreshing and Eamon allowed himself to get soaked under the waterfall, the slightly cold water cooling his burning cheeks.
Valerion watched him with an intent gaze, his hunger and desire for this man threatening to unerve him and render him a primitive beast.
The low rumble within his throat was deep and raw as his dragon fought for control over his human side.
"MINE." The beast growled and Valerion was alarmed to see the thick black and silver scales that had started to cover his fore arms.