Page 62 of Dragon My Crazy

“I had help.”

“We both did.” I’d already told her about the townsfolk helping me find her, and how grateful I was for their aid.

“I guess we have things to discuss now,” she said. “Important things. Like, how long have you known I was your mate?”

I pulled her into my arms, placating my dragon’s insistence that we prevent her from running away again. “I’ve known since the day in the conservatory,” I admitted. “My dragon took over fora moment there, and I might have lit the back of your dress on fire.”

Her mouth formed a little O. “So that’s what happened to it!”

“Yeah.” I spared a hand to rub the back of my neck. “There was no sprinkler malfunction.”

“And what I overheard in front of your office?”

“I was placating Leroy, promising him that I was working on finding him something, anything, to help. I was never going to hand you over.”

She nodded slowly. “I believe you.”

She was so perfect; I didn’t deserve her. I bent my head, capturing her lips with mine. I kissed her, slow and deep, until my dragon could keep quiet no longer.

Show her our cave. Add her to our treasures.

And this time, I didn’t fight him. It was time.

“There’s something I need to show you,” I said.

She furrowed her brows. “What?”

“You’ll see.”

I scooped her into my arms, carrying her out onto the balcony. The night air was crisp, and the stars sparkled above us. Elanashivered, and I pulled her closer, my wings unfurling from my back.

I launched us into the sky. Elana gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

“You could’ve warned me!” she shrieked, and I was glad the balcony door had closed behind us.

“And miss that reaction?” I smirked. “Not a chance.”

She huffed, but I felt her relax against me, her body molding to mine.

I flew us to a peak no human could reach on foot or by plane. I found the narrow ledge jutting from the mountainside, half of it hidden behind a spell, and landed, setting Elana down gently before stepping forward. The illusion rippled, revealing a crevice in the rock and a door.

Elana’s eyes widened. “What is this place?”

“A secret,” I said, taking her hand. “One I’ve never shared with anyone else. One I won’t even share with Melly.”

The spell recognized me, allowing me through. I led Elana inside, feeling more nervous than I should. No one had seen the private part of my hoard before. I had several caves, but this one was my favorite.

Her sharp intake of air was audible when the lights automatically turned on. I was glad I’d gone through the effortto learn how to wire the place up with solar panels and a battery. Her reaction was worth it.

And plus, the filters I’d installed kept this place practically dust-free. No more spending days cleaning dust from my treasures just to make them shine again.

I tried to see the place through her eyes. Mountains of gold and jewels glittered in the warm light. Rolls of silk were stacked up to my chest. There were several display cases full of jewelry. At the center was a nest. Unlike the one back at the castle, this one was made of stone and rock. But it was lined with a mattress and sheets so soft they might as well have been made of cloudstuff.

Elana’s eyes were wide. “This is your treasure hoard!”

“Yes. One of them. And now I’m adding the final and most important piece. You. I’ve already dreamed of fucking my mate in this nest. The acoustics in here are exceptional.”

Her cheeks turned the most delightful shade of pink, and I couldn’t help but kiss her again. My hands slid down her back, pulling her flush against me. She gasped into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair, her body arching into mine.