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A dragon s treasure is magically tied to them. Without the proper spell, a thief will become poisoned. Maendr had kept that secret to make sure Wenvel died. Satisfaction swept through Hart as he remembered the fae king s screams. He d been a small dragon back then, and it had taken him years to understand why his parents had died for two kings greed. I guess you must hate the fae then? Noel s small voice brought him back to the present. What? No. No more than I distrust my fellow dragons. It took me a while to trust the new fae king I ll admit, but I ve come to understand that the fae are like dragons, not all bad, not all good. I try to judge individually. The light fae s judgment in keeping your child from you hasn t helped their reputation. No, I suppose not. They never really accepted me as a proper mate. I didn t come with a lot of gold or a title. I just loved my mate. For Paryis s family, it wasn t enough that I loved him, I had to add to his monetary value as a whole. Fae often marry for political or financial clout instead of true love. Hart clutched Noel tighter as he listened to his story. It didn t sound as if Noel s first mating had been all gold coins and rubies. Don t get me wrong, Paryis told his family off and insisted on bonding with me anyway. He really loved me, but I have to admit I always wondered if we would ve survived his family s pressure. Hart smiled at his fierce fae s loyalty. Even in death, Noel wouldn t say anything bad about his other mate. What happened to your family? Noel rested his head on Hart s shoulder. I m an orphan. What? Considering how precious children were to the fae, he d never heard of an orphaned one. My mother abandoned me as a child. Some people used to whisper I was the offspring of the mad king, but there was never any proof. I have a book that lists my relatives on her side of the family, they re all dead and I have no information of my father. And they couldn t track your mother? I think she went through a portal. I tried a tracking spell on her once and came up with nothing. Either she left this world or she s dead. I don t really care which. She didn t want me as a child. I don t need her as an adult. One more reason I wasn t good enough to be Paryis s mate. Idiots. Hart wasn t going to scrape open Noel s old scars and make the wounds bleed. He had his own pains he didn t wish to revisit. Without warning, Noel straddled Hart. Kiss me. Why? I mean& now? How had they gone from painful life stories to kissing? I need comfort and what better place to get it than from my mate? When you put it that way, how can I refuse? Hart didn t know what to make of his mercurial mate, but he would do whatever it took to make Noel feel better. You can t, I hope. Noel cupped Hart s face. It s been a while, but I think I remember how this goes. Before Hart could say anything more, Noel pressed his lips against Hart s. Heat poured from Noel s mouth to Hart s as if a direct flow of lava came out of him to warm Hart inside out. Similar to the sensation of spitting fire, Noel brought enough sexual heat to the embrace that it took a dragon to handle the burn. Hart plunged his fingers into Noel s hair, struggling to keep up with his beautiful fae. When they finally broke apart, they were both panting as if they d run miles. You taste amazing. Noel s lips shone from Hart lapping at them. So do you. Hart didn t have to fudge the truth. In the past, he d told lovers what they wanted to hear, but in this case, it was pure reality. He couldn t remember the last time a simple kiss had punched him in the gut and twisted up his heart. Everything he wanted in the future and hoped for in the present sang pure and true in that short meeting of tongues and lips. Noel pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the floor behind him. I can t believe I m trying this again. His muttered words appeared to be more for him than for Hart so he didn t reply. Besides, Hart s brain had short-circuited at the vision of Noel s naked chest. Living in a clutch of dragon shifters, Hart had seen more than his share of gorgeous male bodies. Noel s exceeded all his expectations. Instead of hard, bulging muscles, Noel had long slender limbs with rippling definition Hart ached to trace with his tongue. Problem? Noel asked. Not unless I can t touch. Noel smirked. Touch away. Still Hart hesitated. If I make love to you, there can be no take backs. We will be mates. It would kill me if you refused me after we d had sex. My dragon could go feral. Best to let Noel know the problems that could arise before they got involved any deeper. Noel wrapped his long smooth fingers around Hart s face, cupping it between his hands. I would never do that. I was foolish before, frightened of losing everything a second time. I m no longer young, eager, and excited over finding my mate. I m a seasoned adult who s seen my share of pain, and I need a strong man to stand beside me. Are you ready for that, Hart? I don t think I will ever have that first flush of mating excitement again, but I do want you. I m sorry all you have left is a shattered shell of a broken man. Hart gripped Noel s wrists. There is nothing wrong with you. We ve all had our setbacks, but if you re willing to be my mate, I ll be happy to make you mine. Then take me, Hart. Claim me as your mate. Hart searched Noel s expression. Noel s eyes glowed with suppressed power but no anxiety as he let Hart examine him without any sign of fear. Hart stood up, lifting Noel with him as he got to his feet. Bedroom? Second door on the left. Noel pointed to the hall Hart hadn t seen hidden in the shadows. Without a word, he carried Noel in the direction indicated. They needed no flowery words or ridiculous vows. They were mates and chosen by the goddess to combine their souls. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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