The heat was nearly upon him and he still hadn’t been able to find a maiden and manage to control his ecstasy at the same time. He’d been in the arms of a lovely concubine in town, and just about to climax with the female, when he realized his hands had set fire to the bedding. The heat of his skin had seared right through the sheets. The scent of smoke was so familiar to him, he hadn’t even noticed until the woman’s screams filled the room. He’d pulled out immediately to ensure he didn’t hurt her, of course. The anti-flame condom he’d been wearing had likely saved her. Perhaps he should commission the company to make gloves as well. He launched a fist through the wall at the infuriating thought. He’d need to travel out of town in search of another quetzalem. But they were rare and he knew his chances of success were slim. Besides, cities in the realm Aerion were far in-between. He only had about one day before the heat. There was one town he hadn’t yet visited, but he was leery of venturing there in case one of the humans reported the presence of a quetzalem to any hunters.
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