Grooves & Dragonfire

<p>Hidden in a cliff that smells like ozone and old paper the Marrowind Vault holds a secret even hotter than dragon fire: Rhys Marrowind a real dragon who collects vinyl records instead of gold. When exhausted curator Elise Marroway is hired to organize his priceless collection she expects dust and deadlines not a seven-foot bronze-scaled music lover whose wings are the world's coziest blanket.<br>Each night they restore warped LPs with camel-hair brushes and sip spiced mead. The sound of the needle crackling matches the spark between them. His tail finds the curve of her hip and her laughter matches the rumble of his purr. Together at the turntable they share liner notes and gentle touches realizing the rarest groove is the one where skin meets scale.<br>With Nadine's dirty jokes and Lucan's shocked but helpful presence Elise and Rhys create a love story at 33⅓ speed: slow careful and precious. There are no curses or battles just warm listening sessions accidental needle skips that turn into moans and the sweet discovery that the best high-fidelity is two heartbeats in sync. This is cozy monster erotica for anyone who's ever melted during a perfect saxophone solo.</p>