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Separation
[Carnelia]
“Primus,” I rolled over, rubbing my hand against my face. “I had the strangest dream. We made love and I turned into a dragon, and then we did it again and I was a human again, and then…” I reach over and find that the bed is empty and cold.
My eyes blink open and I sit up. “Primus!”
Looking around, I can see the whole room is a disaster.
It wasn’t a dream. We did all of those things. All of them. We made love as dragons.
Blushing at the memories of the night befor
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