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... rms sliding under her back and knees, lifting her effortlessly from the coils of Syris’s tail.
Roxy blinked her eyes open, feeling the distinct shift from the cool, smooth texture of Syris’s scales to the heat of a Dragon’s chest.
"Zarek?" She murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
"Hush," Zarek mumbled, his voice a low vibration against her ear. He grabbed a thick fur blanket and wrapped it tightly around her naked form, cocooning her against him. "Sleep."
Roxy sh ...
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