(A/N: do not worry, beloved readers! Although they are fated mates and making it official, this IS STILL A HAREM! ^_^ Everyone gets healthy, supportive love from our precious FL, it'll just take some time. It's important to me that I create a happy, non-toxic, plot-relevant harem for you all. <3 Thank you for your support!)
— ZORYN —
His hands are all over me, and I'm no better—we're taking each other's clothes off before I can even say his name.
When Ren pulls my shirt over my head, and my chest is bare to the night air, I whimper a little. My nipples are so sensitive that the crisp chill hardened them instantly, and it's almost painful. He looks down at my body with dilated pupils, and in return, I shamelessly admire his smooth skin.
He has nearly full-body tattoos with faint traces of his scales on his shoulders and hips, framing his form. His cascade of wine and violet hair spills over his shoulder, the tips tickling my sensitive chest.
