Dream Mate
Tiberius must have heard my idea because he leaned back with an eager smile and mischievous sparkle in his brown eyes.
“Oh, I want to see that. Come on, show me what all that magic can do when it’s for the greater good… or great good of us fucking.” Tiberius winked, eyes traveling to look at my gown, eager to see what would happen.
Regrettably, I did have to take my hand off his dick for this. I took a deep breath, and purple flames started to form around me as I let it out. Tiberius took a step back from the bed. I won’t blame him. It looked like a real fire, and maybe to anyone else, it would burn, but he is my mate, and my magic will never harm him.