Page 26 of Dragon, Actually
She plops obediently onto the cushions with a little moan that stiffens my cock, then surveys the food. “You spoil me.”
“You deserve it,” I reply, kneeling to rub her sore feet. Her contented sigh is music to my ears. Nothing satisfies me more than taking care of her. When her stomach is full and both her feet have received the full treatment, I sit beside her, retrieving the little box from the table. “Are you ready for your gift?”
Her eyes light up, curiosity replacing exhaustion. “What is it? Myrran, I haven’t even unwrapped all the gifts you got me last year!”
“This one’s special,” I say, holding the box out to her. “For our anniversary.”
She takes it, opening it carefully. Inside, nestled in the velvet is a pale blue collar with a tiny silver bell.
Her forehead furrows in confusion. “It’s adorable, but—”
A soft meow interrupts her as I reach under the table to wake up herrealgift. Her eyes snap to me as the small, fluffy kitten in my hands yawns sleepily, its fur a mix of smoky gray and white.
Jewel gasps, her hands flying to her mouth. “Myrran…oh my god!”
“You said you always wanted a cat,” I say, unable to hide my own excitement. “And the whole hive has been missing Mr.Whiskers since he went home. Now we’re a little family. You, me, and…”
“Cloud,” she says instantly, scooping up the tiny kitten.
“Cloud it is,” I agree, watching as she cradles the kitten close. My heart feels tight, like it can’t contain my love for her.
She looks up at me, her eyes shimmering. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I leaned down to kiss her the human way. “And you’re mine,” I murmur.
I mean it in every way. She’s the most enviable, glittering treasure in my hoard. She’s my mate, in my care and protection forever. And she’s mine like the breath in my lungs and the fire in my belly are mine, part of who I am.
