Scorched By Darkness
“An odd ache clenched his heart.Dear goddess. She was so lovely with her glossy black hair spread over the crimson cover, and her amber eyes still smoldering with the heat that had combusted between them.He would never, ever grow tired of looking at her.“So about our mating,” he murmured, suddenly anxious to have their relationship formally recognized. And not only by the dragons. He wanted to make sure that no one and nothing could try and claim it was anything but an eternal bond. She arched a brow. “What about it?”“I thought you might prefer to follow the traditions of your mother,” he murmured.“Oh.” A smile of pleasure curved her lips. “Yes. That would be lovely.”He released a breath he hadn’t even known he was holding.“Good.” He blinked in surprise when she suddenly giggled. “What’s so funny?”“Shouldn’t you ask what the traditions are?” she teased. “You might have to crawl through lava. Or perform circus tricks.”Did she truly think there was any demand that would be too great for ...him to claim her as his consort?MoreLess
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