Chapitre 76: A Dragon

Lazarus rolled them both on the bed with her back to him. He curled his arms around her, one beneath her and one above her. He cupped her breasts with one and grasped her sex with the other. 

"Mine!" he snarled against her skin as he languidly thrust himself inside her time and again. 

Emma was sore, but she drifted into deep slumber in his protective grasp. She didn't want to leave his side and basked in the warmth. He had somehow covered them both in the furs and snuggled inside. 

When she woke up, he was still behind her, with his arms coiled tightly. It was morning and she could see the soft rays of sun peeping through the gaps of crimson curtains. His warm breath on her neck was making her shiver with yet another ache in her belly. Carefully, so as not to wake him up, she crawled out of the bed. 

"Emma…" he muttered but went back to sleep.