I whined, my feet scrabbling against the bed. He knew this too, this perfect tilt and stroke that touched the tenderest nerves inside of me. The coil of his tail on my leg squeezed and then lifted my foot from the bed, pulling it under his wing and pressing it high and wide, stretching me open for his taking. Ronan pushed up again, and I twisted my face to the pillow, knowing exactly what he was doing now.
