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All thought leaves my brain, and I become a creature of emotion and instinct. Guided by them, I place both my hands over hers.
Her fingers go still. She lets the knot slip free, lets the pink silk flutter down to the rock. Looks up at me.
My hand slides around her wrist, drawing her fingers toward my chest so she can feel my heart beating, nearly as fast as it did last night. Serylla’s lips part, and her gaze dips to my mouth.
She rises on tiptoe. Tilts her face up. And softly closes her lips over mine.
I don’t know what to do. The sensations coursing through me are immense, overwhelming, and among them are strong currents of grief and guilt. Yet the most important thing in my world seems to be the silky lips touching my mouth, and the lovely body pressed against mine.
She tips her head back slightly. Smiles. “You don’t know how to kiss.”
“Kiss?”
“Of course… dragons don’t kiss. This is kissing.” She cups the back of my neck and takes my mouth with hers again, more firmly this time. The tip of her tongue slips out, stroking between my lips, probing into my mouth. With one hand she pulls my lower jaw down, and I open for her.
My tongue is shorter in this form, but still forked. I’m lucky that speaking has come easily to me, despite the change. Tentatively I meet Serylla’s kiss, winding the twin sections of my tongue around her round, blunted one. She hums into my mouth and moves closer.
That’s when I realize that my human cock is poking straight out, burning hot and painfully sensitive. Serylla sways her lower body inward, pinning my length between us.
My hands find her waist, drift up her smooth sides, glide up her back and plunge into her hair. All the while, she keeps her mouth on mine, and our tongues dance until my entire body is a column of searing flame, of violent, incandescent need.
My fingers clasp the back of her head while my other hand drops to her lower back, crushing her hips against mine. She responds with equal force, dragging my head down so she can kiss me more deeply.
But in that cacophony of roaring emotion and surging need, I sense a change. A ripple of magic pouring over my skin, trickling along my veins, vibrating in my bones.
I stagger back from her. “Fuck…”
“What?” Her mouth is scarlet and swollen. “What is it?”
“Something’s happening. I’m… aahhh!” My voice changes to a throaty roar, and with a burst of energy, I am transformed, returned to my huge, scaly body, with wounds that feel deeper and more painful now that I’m back in this shape.
Besides the injuries, all the parts of me are as they should be. I have my long, spiked tail, my four clawed feet, and my wings—fuck, my wings are getting tangled in the trees. I snarl in frustration.
“Here, let me help.” Serylla darts forward and holds back the branches until I can fold my wings close to my sides.
Once again, I am a dragon. Fire surges in my belly, warm and accessible should I require it. My tongue is its usual length, to match my jaws.
I am the same… and yet I am forever changed.
“You’re back.” Serylla looks disappointed. She bites her lip, pressing her thighs together. Then she picks up the pink cloth and ties it around her chest. When she speaks again, her voice is stiff and cold. “I suppose you can give me a ride now?”
Of course she hates me again, now that I’m not like her. The closeness of our bodies during the night, her kindness when I panicked, the fragile moment we shared just now—and the kiss—it’s all over.
I crouch low on the bank of the stream. “Climb on. But be careful of the places where the voratrice ripped out my scales.”
I half-expect her to step on those places anyway, out of sheer spite. But she doesn’t.
When we return, the women’s courtyard is in an uproar. Apparently one of the males transformed when he was standing near the barrier and smashed part of it when he regained his dragon shape. The women chatter together while the dragons skulk around the outside of the barrier, looking confused and chagrined. I don’t see Ashvelon or Fortunix anywhere, but I spot Varex and I head straight for him, with Serylla still on my back.
“Did it happen to you too?” he asks frantically.
“Yes.”
“She tricked us. Thelise tricked us.”
“I know. Where is she?”
“Still in Ashvelon’s cave.”
