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Creed
I woke up early. My dragon was restless for the plans I had with Odessa today. I would travel tomorrow and who knows what Adam had in store for me or how long I would be gone? Was it just a meeting to talk about my downfalls of the tribe? How much of a failure I was to protect our family? It has happened before, these little talks, and it would not be the last.
My dragon let smoke blow through my nostrils, waving it away the white smoke, I prepared the last bit of my surprise. Odessa gave me the ultimate gift last night, wanting to stay in my cave. She didn’t say for how long or if she planned to stay forever, but she was staying. I had more time with her for her to heal, not just her outward scars, but her internal ones.
Odessa stirred in the furs, her little moans, stretching her body was doing something to me. My body reacted to her in ways I didn’t fully understand. Never spending time with the opposite sex, besides A
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