A Dragons Treasure ✔️

Chapter 23

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Dakota yawns as he wakes up.

Freya had her arm around his waist, and he gave her a glance. She was staring at him with her eyes open.

"Do you actually ever sleep?" Dakota asks, chuckling.

"Yes," Freya says as she pushes herself up. "However, I do not require it."

"I have a lot of energy, so sleeping is more of a hobby for me than it is for you humans." Dakota guessed that was probably why she was never tired when they— were doing the deed.

Dakota smiles as he rises from the bed. He was energized and feeling better than he had in a long time. Compared to yesterday night he was a weak mess after Freya was done with him. He recalls feeling feverish and had strange stomach and waist spasms. Maybe he had a minor fever that went away after some rest? Dakota could remember almost everything clearly.

He was always embarrassed about it, no matter how many times they did it. How couldn't he? He was never a person who cared much about sex.. now he's had more sex than he'd ever thought he'd have in his life.

Dakota grabs the sheets and walks to the edge of the bed covering himself. Dakota actually couldn't recall what they had done after they had gotten into the bath.

He calls out, "Emi." As he circles the bed, to Emi's resting place.

The adorable creature leaps off his bed and lands in his arms.

'Mommy!' He yells joyfully.

"Hey, little guy," says Dakota.

Emi licks his cheek.

He carries Emi on his shoulder and wraps the sheet around his waist like a towel. He walks up to Emi's bowl and takes some of his food. He repositions Emi in front of his dish after picking him up again.

He places some food into the bowl.

"Eat first, and then you can come with us." He smiles.

He notices Freya has already gotten out of bed and is dressed. She approaches him and hugs his waist.

"You look stunning with my marks on you." She remarks.

'Marks?'

Confused Dakota glances down—he gasps in surprise—a slew of hickeys covered his entire body. From his sternum to his thighs. He was certain he had some on his neck as well.

"F-Freya—" He flushes hotly.

'How did she manage to cover every area of my body?' He raises his arms and looks at them. He remembered everything they did during sex, but his mind was clouded by pleasure. He watched Freya licking and sucking on his body, but he didn't expect it to leave so many traces.

His tattoo was still evident. Dakota saw it in the light, and it still appeared incredibly beautiful, and very similar to Freya's Dragon form.

Freya raises her hand, and his garments materialize; he can't see his complete appearance, but his clothing were still crimson. He had a dark red ribbon knotted around his neck and frills on his cuffs once more.

Dakota realized he hadn't seen himself properly since he'd arrived in this castle.

"Do you happen to have a mirror?" He asks.

Freya nods, takes his hand in hers, and leads him to a wall. Dakota had no idea what she was going to do as they stood in front of the wall.

Freya mumbles something, and the wall in front of them shines brightly. Letters he couldn't recognize take the shape of a circle. Soon, a massive round mirror emerges.