“You can’t guarantee that,” I said.

“No, I suppose I can’t. But that is what makes life so precious, isn’t it? The fact that it can be taken away from us at any time.”

I gripped him more tightly at the very thought that I could lose him. “I just worry.”

“I know. And I love you for it.”

“I love you too.”

I kissed him slowly, letting my body do the talking that didn’t always come so easily. Luca was everything to me. The verycenter of my world and my entire reason for waking up each day. I would be lost without him.

Luca’s hands threaded into my hair. “I’m not just ready to return to work, mate. I’m ready for other things as well.”

I raised a brow. “Oh yeah?”

“Yes. But... not here. C’mon.”

He tugged me upward, and I followed. I would always follow.

I let the quilt fall from my shoulders, dropping onto the hardwood floor. Luca’s robe followed soon after. That’s when I realized my mate had been totally nude under there.

My dragon let out a growl, surging to the surface at the sight of our mate’s bare skin lit up by the soft morning light. Luca turned, his mischievous gaze sending shivers down my spine.

“See something you like?” he teased.

Once we were in the bedroom, I pulled him to my chest. His warm skin soft against mine. “What if we didn’t return to work? What if we just stayed here? Just us and our eggs. Forever.”

“If only, love.” His laughter echoed in my ears. “Pretty sure someone would come looking for us eventually.”

Hunger surged through me. Not for food, but for my mate. We had only held each other since the accident, and I desperately needed to claim what was mine. My body missed his in a way that was primal and unbound.

Luca backed away from me and laid himself on the bed, his hard cock jutting up from his body. Pre-cum beaded on the tip.

Every inch of my body thrummed with desire, and I prowled toward my mate. The energy in the room thickened as my gaze locked on Luca.

There were so many choices. I could torture my mate in so many different ways. Fuck him, blow him, jack him off, edge him to the point of oblivion before I finally relented and let him come.

In the end, I needed the taste of him on my lips.

I gripped him by his calves and pulled him toward the edge of the bed, then lowered to my knees.

His sweet cock pressed against my lips. His hips jerked as he writhed beneath me. I opened my mouth and enveloped his cock. Luca’s hands went to my hair, holding my face while his hips did the work. I let him fuck my mouth, his cock filling me, pressing against my throat until my eyes watered.

I savored the taste of him. Each thrust of his hips pushed a growl from deep within my throat.

“Raphael,” he gasped. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”

He writhed and moaned, sounds erupting from his throat like sweet music to my ears. My own cock lengthened, threatening to come hands-free against the edge of the bed.

My mate’s moans grew louder, his thrusts more erratic as I chased his orgasm. I nearly had it. I closed my mouth around him and sucked, my cheeks hollowing out. My tongue flicked against the underside of his cockhead.

“Raphael! Oh fuck!” he cried out. He surged forward, his hips coming off the bed as he spilled down my throat.

I savored every drop. My dragon roared in satisfaction.

“Hmm. I could live on that.”

Luca’s chuckle came out breathless. His fingers lazily threading through my hair. “I won’t complain.”