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multiplied while they slept. He was just glad Riki was starting to regain the health she should have had all along.
    “Thank you, Nico!” Riki stretched up to kiss his cheek and the innocent little kiss sang through him. He pulled her into his chest and took her lips with his own, saluting lightly at first, then pushing in with his tongue.
    When she didn’t resist, he took the kiss deeper—a long, slow exploration of her flavor that drove him nearly wild with desire. Riki clawed at his chest, her hands digging into his muscles, kneading him in a way that made his cock harder than stone. Warnings shot through his brain. He wanted to ignore the little voice that told him he was taking too much, going too far, but he had to listen. For Riki’s sake. Her safety depended on him and he had to put her first.
    Nico pulled back, placing soft, nibbling kisses on her full lips.
    “You are so beautiful, Riki.”
    The blush on her cheeks enchanted him. He kissed her softly, mustering all the tenderness he felt for this little, lost princess. Gathering himself, Nico stepped away and lifted the basket once more. He removed a serving of cheese and bread piled together as Riki fussed a bit with her new dress.
    “Eat this, for now, and we’ll get underway.”
    Riki did as he asked, silently eating as Nico pulled the length of rope from the basket and set about knotting it just so. Riki watched him quizzically as he worked, but her mouth was full as she chewed and she didn’t ask him what he was about. She’d find out soon enough.
    Riki was nearly finished with her light meal when Nico swept the black cloak over her shoulders, tucking it up under her chin, glad to see the heavy material enveloped her from head to toe. There were loops and buttons down the front of the well-made cloak and a large hood that could be tied in the upright position. He’d done well with that landlord and Nico would remember the man if they ever made it out of Skithdron.
    Buttoning her into the cloak while she finished eating, Nico couldn’t help but notice when the backs of his fingers found the swells of her breasts.
    She gasped, sucking in air as he touched her. Daring greatly, he lingered over the softness of her, allowing his fingers to move slightly from the button between her breasts, experimenting with how far she would let him go.
    “Nico—”
    He moved back at her breathy protest, though he didn’t want to. Still, they were in danger every moment they stayed on the ground. They had to get moving.
    “That’s for a later time, my lovely.” He winked and grinned, enjoying her flushed face in the uncertain light of a crescent moon. “For now, we should be going.”
    “What’s the rope for?” She seemed desperate to change the subject and he let her. For now.
    “You’ll see,” he promised. “You’ll have to hold the basket steady, but it’ll be worth it when you’re hungry. Feel free to eat as we go. I can hunt when we’re on the ground, and in dragon form I can eat almost anything, so don’t worry about saving anything for me.”
    “Nico—”
    “Don’t argue. Come now, we have to go.” He moved a short distance away, allowing the change to come over him. Pick up the rope, sweetheart, and put the large loop over my head.
    He watched understanding dawn over her face. “Won’t that be uncomfortable for you?”
    No, sweet. But it would make me very uncomfortable if you were to fall off my back or lose our basket of goodies. Come now, tie it on and let’s get moving.
    She complied with only a few murmurs of protest, but he shushed her lovingly and she followed his instructions. Soon he had a harness of sorts around his chest and forearms that would allow her to tie the basket handle—and herself—securely to his back. Riki wasn’t an experienced rider and Nico had worried about her safety last night, but had no recourse.
    This would work, and it would help ease his mind about her safety in the sky just a bit.
    Mount up and