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Sphinx’s riddle and my answer had made my mates insecure, but they didn’t have to feel that way, not if they knew how my heart belonged to them.

His next assault of powerful thrusts had me burying my face into the pillow, muffling my scream of pleasure. My breasts bounced up and down from the force of his relentless pounding.

Rai wrapped his muscled arm around my breasts and yanked me up. He didn’t want me to stifle my screams. He wanted me to moan and scream his name, and I obliged him.

We now both knelt, my back against his hard, warm chest, my legs planting wide on the blanket while he drove hard and fast into me from behind.

He was showing me what it was like to be fucked by a thunder and lightning dragon and demanded I surrender to him.

My fingernails raked across his muscle-rippled legs, drawing blood.

He groaned roughly, liking it. His large hand squeezed my breast, making the fire between my thighs burn hotter.

He bent forward, his hot lips tracing from my earlobe down to the column of my sensitive neck, licking away my glistening sweat. By taking a moment to show me his tender feelings, he intended for me to know that he wasn’t merely fucking me.

No matter how hard and wildly he fucked me, he couldn’t change his caring nature.

And I forever felt cherished.

He resumed his savage strength and bruising speed, driving into me, the slapping of flesh against flesh filling my ears.

“Yes, Rai! Fuck me! Harder,” I cried, my head rolling back against his massive shoulder.

Warmth, security, need, and pleasure blended, threading into me and swaying me.

That was all I ever wanted.

Thunder rumbled from the mountains, and Rai roared through the night as myclimax shattered me.

“Rai,” I whispered when he stopped roaring.

“Sweetheart,” he answered, holding me tightlyas we both shuddered in carnal joy.

Then Blaze joined us, pressing against me from the front, his huge erection heating my skin. He slanted his mouth over mine, and I rested my hands on his hard, muscled shoulders.

A gorgeous head poked in between the tent flaps. Iokul gazed at me, his icy-silver eyes glowing with white-hot heat above his white metal mask.

“Iokul.” I beckoned him.

Then a sense of urgency pierced my lust-addled mind.

The realm’s magic yanked at me.Danger! Violence! Black death!

And the land pulsed.

CHAPTER 12

My mind clicked into the link to the land, and my consciousness expanded. The realm and I should be one since I was the last of the bloodline of the Danaenyth royal house. I was supposed to be the Keeper. With that thought, I pulled the land’s magic to me, and it allowed me to use a trickle. I sent it out to explore and spy.

On the brink of my consciousness, I detected over forty invaders on the ground and three in the sky.

“Sweetheart, honey, babe,” my mates all called me at once, pulling me into their arms. “What’s wrong? Your eyes turned glassy.”

“Enemies,” I hissed. “Over forty demons and beasts are coming.”

Iokul andChiron had kept watch, but they couldn’t see too far without being in their dragon forms. I learned of the coming of an army of assassins because of the warning of the land.

Iokul ducked out of the tent, sword drawn and shield ready.

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