Dragoncrest Cliffs Beryl [M]

she shivered, but it was again from his touch rather than the cold. his nose grazed her ear as he murmured into it, and she leaned herself against him as he curled himself around her. he was too sweet, and too handsome, and far too skilled for her own good. she'd done a fine job attracting men of all sorts of personalities throughout her lifetime, but it seemed she'd picked the one perfect one to keep.

but damn, he'd said. more conflicting thoughts ran through her mind, and she juggled them back and forth once again. in her haze, there seemed to be only one right answer, and she couldn't get past it. even with her heat, was something she wanted so badly truly a bad thing? there were consequences, sure, but they could handle them together... surely.

"you're doing an awful lot of talkin', sugar," she murmured, snaking out from his protective coil and arching to press her backside and tail to his chin as she went. "don't tell me you're all bark and no bite."