Fuck. The base of his horns throbbed, and his musk invaded the air. “Sorry. Could you just…” She placed a hand on the lower curve of his horn and gently tipped it down, presumably to get a better look at the creature. Rhaego’s insides exploded with fever. It raced like fire through his veins and flooded his cock. She didn’t realize how sensitive his horns were when his glands were active.
