Even so, he endured. They were riding through freezing mountain paths, where monsters and wild beasts could appear at any time and where an unexpected traveler might suddenly come along.
Dominic bit back his hunger and held on, telling himself he'd wait at least until they reached the next village, where an inn with walls and a door would give them some privacy.
But after ten long days, even Dominic reached his limit.
"Shiao Yi… maybe we should go home," Dominic whispered close to his ear, his deep voice trembling with need. The low, rich tone sent a shiver straight down Shiao Yi's spine, shaking his control.
For a moment, he almost gave in, he almost teleported himself, Dominic, and the horse Marengo straight to their bedroom in their home back in the royal capital of Rosaria. He barely stopped himself at the last second, holding on with every bit of reason he had left. Barely.
He mentally patted himself on the back. Good job, me.
