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She shook her head trying to clear it again, but the waves of pleasure flooding over her didn't make it easy. Somewhere deep down, she knew a shift had taken place; a shift in her mind, a shift in her heart, a shift in her very soul.

She felt like she belonged to Ethan.

Not like a wife belongs to her husband; it was more than that. Yet it was also something less than how a slave belongs to their master. She felt like Ethan 'owned her', but not in a bad way. For some reason, she found that very comforting and loved the idea. She knew he would recoil at the thought, but that's how she felt.

She sighed as she continued her tender ministrations. He was deep inside of her; his wings had come out and spread around to completely envelop them. They were completely alone, inside their own perfect little world. Their mutual pleasure had reached a crescendo, but she felt no need to go over the edge. His holding her like this was just perfect.

She wanted to be his, truly and deeply his.

The Drago