No... Valerion knew didn't want to lose himself but he doubted he could remain sane as he looked at his mate that was clearly planning to pounce on him.
Eamon stood up and walked towards Valerion who was talking much longer to arrive.
His palms landed on Valerion's toned abs, trailing a slow deliberate caress up to his neck and Eamon was pleased when the dragon's body trembled under his touch.
Eamon's lips then found his neck, kissing the spot right above his collarbone and Valerion's breath hitched, his hands that were glued to his side wanting nothing more than to yank Eamon towards him.
And then he heard it, the soft flirtatious voice that made his entire being ran cold.
"Do you want to bite me, love?" Eamon whispered beside his ear, not knowing what to make of his mate's stiffness.
Valerion slowly pulled away from him, numerous emotions swirling through his cloudy grey eyes as faint scales started to cover his forearms.
