22. Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Two

Taran

S leeping with Maeve had been the highlight of my life. One might be inclined to say I had suffered a miserable existence, and it was true. I’d been lost before I’d met her.

Sleeping with her in my bed would become my second favourite thing in the world. Her soft body on my chest, the tiny sounds she emitted, they made my hearts squeeze in my chest.

After a few hours, she woke up, and I showed her to the bathroom.

“Mmm, so warm, Scales,” she grumbled happily when she pushed her icy feet between my shins and snuggled her cold bum against my cock, eliciting a crazy amount of restraint on my part not to rouse her again.

Let her rest in the cradle of my body, safe and sound. Perhaps in the morning she would grant me the honour of being in her again.

Goddess, I hope it wasn’t just that one night for her.

Every single night of my life I had woken up multiple times, had suffered nightmares or an abundance of thoughts racing each other in my head. From the one I had just spent next to Maeve I rose well-rested and energetic, ready to conquer the world, and perhaps that was the secret of my kind.

What could I have reached had I found my mate sooner and slept like this every night?

After gently moving her off my body and tucking her in, I quickly rinsed my body in the shower, got dressed, and padded down to the kitchen.

“Good morning, Taran,” Stuart greeted me when I entered. “Did you have a good time at the party yesterday?”

“I did, thank you.” I went over to the coffee machine to pour myself a cup out of habit, not because I needed it to wake my spirits.

“Would you like me to prepare the breakfast for you and Miss Maeve, or do you want to do it?” he asked me in an offhand voice

“Oh, uh, yeah it would be nice if you could…” Did he hear us? Last night?

“I didn’t,” he said quietly. “I went for a long walk and then fell into a deep sleep. You could have carried me away, I guess. Pancakes? ”

“That sounds perfect. Thank you, Stuart.”

“Anytime, Master Taran. Once I’ve finished, I will take a cab into the city to pick up the Helix. I daresay you didn’t carry the car, either?”

I met his eyes and saw mischief sparkling in them.

“No, I didn’t,” I huffed. “It’s in the parking lot at the venue. The address should be on the invitation. Do you still have that?”

“I do. I’ll bring your breakfast up in a few minutes.”

I added milk to a second cup of coffee and took both back upstairs to my bedroom.