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"Think you can help me relax then?"

"Oh, aye I know I can"

His hands on her brsts, he pulled her back until she knew they were right by the table with all its elaborate battle plans andbetween her legs, Bercelak’s head lowered until his s wrapped around his waist, her hands buried in his silky black hair After all this ti one ss

"Gods!" Their eldest son barked "Can you two not find a private alcove or, at the very least, a bed?"

Rhiannon looked over to see her children at the entrance Her eldest, Fearghus, slapped his claws around the eyes of her two youngest, Keita and Éibhear Morfyd looked appalled and embarrassed, Briec looked bored and Gwenvael, of course, applauded

"It’s nice to see old dragons fking, isn’t it?" he cheered And she suddenly wished that she’d taken his tail

Bercelak lifted his head and roared, "Out, you little bastards! Out!"

Morfyd couldn’t h She practically sprinted fro behind her I really will have to find a way to toughen that little dragoness up Briec snorted and walked away, reaching back to grab Gwenvael’s wounded tail and drag the cheeky little bastard, yelling and threatening and still bleeding, fro kin and walked out while Keita tried to reet a better look, and Rhiannon’s sweet Éibhear just kept saying, "What? What a? What?"

Once they’d left, Bercelak focused those black eyes on her Eyes that her eldest son had

"You wanted hatchlings"

"I know I just didn’t want those hatchlings Personally, I blareide "Excuse hter, she exclai!"

"Oh, that’s it, Princess You’ve got to make it up to me now"

With that, he lifted her up and tossed her over his shoulder

"Where are we going?" she de and he stalked off deep into the cave

"Where do you think?"