Nope.
Fuck wouldn't be quite right as an expletive to describe what was happening to him. In truth, it should have been fucked.
Yes. Fucked. That was more like it.
Because thoroughly fucked was what he was going to be after the great golden dragon used all his brain power to process that he could most definitely take his mate like this.
Like a glorious revelation, Kael himself stiffened because of the possibilities. Both of them were extremely surprised by what had happened, and his twig even more so.
But the golden dragon sat there frozen for a good bit because he didn't expect his mate's insides to be like that.
As the personification of fire and heat, Kael Dravaryn didn't expect his mate's insides to have that staggering internal heat that even he could feel.
It was warm. Uniquely damp. And all around his fortunate finger came a tug that was impossible to ignore.
To think he barely had a bit of his finger in.
