The rumble of Drakon’s motorcycle vibrated straight through my boots, a steady, powerful thrum as we carved down the highway toward town. The cool morning air rushed past us, pulling strands of my hair loose from beneath my helmet and sending them whipping wildly in the wind.
I leaned closer against Drakon’s broad back, squeezing my legs tighter around his thighs. A wide, helpless grin broke across my face. Letting go of his waist for a second, I threw my arms out wide, taking in the full, thrilling rush of the open road.
Drakon glanced back briefly through his side mirror, a low chuckle echoing through the comms in my helmet as he felt me shift against him.
A few minutes later, we pulled into the spacious parking lot of the town’s outdoor shopping center. He glided the bike into a quie
