Avery
I woke disorientated, feeling like a badger had slept in my mouth. The pillow next to my head moved up and down rhythmically. Taking in my unfamiliar surroundings, I realised my entire bed moved up and down and seemed higher than a normal bed.
I sat up and registered three things. One, these weren’t my quarters. Two, I’d slept in some kind of nest of pillows, and three, said nest was perched on top of a sleeping dragon. A green eye blinked up at me from where a spiky head rested, curving around on top of a tail. Make that an awake dragon who hummed that relaxing noise Erik made the other night.
“Erik?”
Erik’s dragon’s giant head rose to the level of my nest, which rested inside the curve of his whole body, basically on his belly. That explained the undulations I’d felt. He studie
