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We paused, facing one another in the water, and I had the rare urge to cover myself. Not that Laszlo hadn't already had enough of a view of me or that I hadn't seen my fair share of him. He was just sointimate, his gaze so focused and determined. That was something I was very out of practice with.

His hands cupped my face and he lifted it up, bowing down and fitting our lips together. His back was warm as I circled my arms under his wings, feathers combing over my skin as my fingertips mapped his flesh. His glasses bumped against my face, his nose a little large, and his hands remained on my cheeks, tilting me just so and teaching me the kiss, pulling my lips apart to be open to him. Demanding. Careful. A fascinating contrast that turned me into an eager pupil. I let my hands roam, his wet tails swatting playfully at them as I gripped his ass, smiling into his mouth. His cock jerked against my belly—monsters were never done with fucking, as far as I'd learned—and I thought I might rise to my toes, invite him into me, when he stepped away.

"Wash," he said, and I was offended at how steady his voice was. "I have plans for you."

"Plans that can't start here?" I asked, no longer concerned with covering myself.

"They start here by us cleaning up," Laszlo answered, one sharp feather-tipped eyebrow lifting.

I snorted and then fell back into the water, letting it rush over me, soaking into my hair and then covering my face and nose as I sank for a moment. When I floated up again, Laszlo was swimming to the edge of the pool, the creak of old hinges echoing in the cavern.

"How did you get a sea beast here to the castle?" I asked, thinking of the delightful blush Laszlo had worn when Hywel mentioned the tryst.

"They came up from Hywel's dreaming sea," Laszlo said. "Once, there was even a strange ship from another time that found its way to the castle. It took weeks to convince Hywel to send it back again."

I smiled at the exasperation in the gryphon's voice.

"Swim this way, and I'll wash your hair."

"Does that happen often? Monsters finding their way in?" I asked.

"Only by accident. Like the nest of succubi that were looking for a new roost. I think they meant to finish me off and claim the castle for themselves." Laszlo paused as I reached him, standing up and letting water sluice off me. My breasts had started to grow heavy and full again in the weeks since Asterion had rescued me, and I recognized the interest in Laszlo's gaze as he studied them. Then he admitted, "Up until I realized they meant to kill me, the frenzy was a great deal of fun."

"I took an incubus lover for a time."

"Did your natures suit one another?" Laszlo asked, gesturing for me to turn.

I did and considered the question. "Our appetites did. Not much else."

Laszlo hummed in understanding.

"How did you meet Hywel?" I asked, biting my lip and letting my eyes fall shut as Laszlo dug his fingers into my hair, lathering the strands with whatever strange bottle he'd been holding.

I caught a sigh from his lips and tried to turn to find his expression, but he pushed my head to face forward once more.

"I suppose it's better if I tell you. He's insufferable when he tells the story. He…rescued me."

I grinned. "Rescued you from what?"

"Another dragon."

I waited, but Laszlo wasn't adding to the story. "I suppose I'll just have to wait for Hywel to wake up to get the details."

"Another dragon was trying to…acquire me. For her hoard. I had a good nest, with a great deal of treasure. I thought I'd kept myself fairly well secret, but dragons have a nose for gold."

I pressed my lips hard together to keep from giggling. Laszlo was exceptionally golden.

"I offered her a few choice objects, but she was going into a mating cycle. She wanted me included. Hywel is older, and he managed to chase her off. Sent her to a wealthy orc den north of me."

"And then he claimed you for himself?"

"Not…exactly," Laszlo said, starting slowly again. He was thorough in his work on my hair, and he guided me back into the water with a steady hand on my shoulder, rinsing me clean as I stared up at the ceiling. "He accepted a few treasures in gratitude, and then he just…continued to return and visit."

I closed my eyes and smiled. "He wooed you."

"He did. He brought me gifts from his own hoard. Very rare from a dragon. I suppose he knew in the end that he'd be getting them back, and all my own in the bargain," Laszlo muttered. "But Idolike his castle. Our home."

"Do you know what happened to the female dragon?" I asked, standing again.

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