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I weave my fingers through his, desperate to hold on to him. Or maybe to drag him into the nest.
Gods, it feels like there’s an ocean between us, his body still seated on the bench while I kneel in the middle of his bed.
“Next question,” he says, his thumb drawing a path along my hand. “Can I claim you?”
The inquiry steals my breath, making it impossible to answer.
“I know it’s fast,” he goes on, his golden irises captivating me right along with his smooth tones. “You don’t have to claim me back, printesa mea. I’m okay with extending our courtship, but I need to know if I’m allowedto bite you. It’ll help me decide how much control I need to assert over my dragon.”
I shiver at the thought of him biting me. I always assumed my claiming would be violent. Cruel.Unwilling.
But Oros is unexpectedly gentle about it, asking for permission, telling me how he feels, and trying to ascertain my needs before acting.
“I feel like I’m living in a dream,” I admit, my gaze searching his. “Why are you so kind?”
His lips curl. “Oh, I’m not kind, little diamond. I’m thorough. Now tell me how you feel about biting.”
“I… I’m okay with biting.”
“Good.” His thumb draws another shape against my skin. “And how do you feel about me being in charge of your heat?”
My stomach clenches at the thought of relying on him while I’m in estrus. “I want you to knot me,” I tell him again, this time in a more sultry voice. It’s not perfect, but I see the way his pupils dilate in response to my words.
“I know, little diamond. But how do you feel about me making decisions for you while you’re lost to your heat?”
I swallow. “I trust you to make decisions on my behalf.”
He grins again, and there’s something decidedly wicked about that look. “That’s what I needed to hear. Now there’s just one question left.”
My nipples tighten at the promise in his words. “What is it?” I ask, my voice a breath of expectation.
His sinful gaze dances over me before coming up to rest on my lips. “Taliana, may I enter your nest?”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
OROS
Fuck,Taliana is beautiful.
Naked.
Aroused.
Staring at me with a look of wild wonder in her pretty eyes.
I want to leap forward and devour her. It’s taken serious restraint this week to keep my hands to myself.
Oh, I’ve indulged in the urge to stroke her in the shower. Given in to the need to claim her mouth. To fuck her with my tongue.
But I’ve held back otherwise.
Provided her with the time she needed to acclimate to how things work here.
Seduced her with mykindness, as she called it.
All under the guise of courtship.
However, I’ve known from the beginning that I wanted this Omega. I questioned certain aspects, debated her intentions, but deep down, I knew the truth.
