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“Rule one for fucking a wolf, June," Dom growled into my ear, making me shiver. "Dominance is everything." The urgency tightened inside of me more and more with every stroke. I couldn't move, and it excited me. Dom's mouth took mine. Biting and pressing hungrily. I was desperate for him. Desperate for his lips, desperate for climax. "June," Dom warned. I was too breathless to answer, panting, and nodding with fervor. Yes. Yes! Please. My wolf agreed passionately. We were an animal in heat. Fucking Dom was the only thing either of us could think of. Dom thrust upward in one last strong jerk. "Let me see your eyes, June!" He commanded me. I mean really commanded me. My wolf couldn't say no. I couldn't say no. I looked him in the eye as I lost it all. "Ah!" A short, breathy yell left me as everything in me rose higher and higher toward that sweet release. The moment I felt his last thrust and the spilling of him inside me, I went to pieces. My body tensed, riding him hard as we both came. It was both better and worse that I couldn't even move my hands, I was fully on display in my most vulnerable moment.”

“A stunning wolf. Shiny black coat, blazing yellow eyes. She stood tall with long legs and a narrow frame. Sleek. Elegant. My heart pounded even as I registered there was something familiar about her. I took a deeper breath, tasting the scent on my tongue, and still making my way across the wide fields to her. And I knew now who it was. The registration of it hit my face a split second before it hits hers. June.”

“I'll walk with you, my luna." I smiled and looked out over the village. It was waking up to the aftermath of a terrible night, but little acts of life were already getting back to normal. Chickens were being fed. Gardens were being weeded. Wolves were on their front steps, talking to their neighbors. Visibly shaken, but recovering. Moonpeak was now in our hands, and I would use my life to protect it. "Let's go, my alpha," I said warmly. And side by side, we walked through our village, a new era for Moonpeak ahead of us.”

“Don't the humans want a white New Year's? We can make that happen." I slid my hand off her leg and around her lower back, leaning in to kiss her neck. "It's a white Christmas." She laughed, looking out the window, the gentle rush of traffic in the background just beyond our private street the only indication that the city outside of our little world had moved on with its day. "And I think we've already done that. Well... a white Boxing Day, at least." "Hm." I leaned in and kissed her neck. "I think we can do better." "Devin..." "Yes, darling?" I let a hand wander, feeling the goose bumps down her arm. We can't spend all day in... bed." "I have a few ideas that won't require a bed." "You're incorrigible," she said, turning red as she tried to hide her smile. "Fine. Let's have a snow day.”

“And Dani..." Ryker looked down at me and his eyes softened. "You're shaking." I was shaking. I hadn't used a spell in a fight before; actually, I hadn't used a spell successfully, ever. Solisarius, a burst of blinding sunlight. It was one of the things I'd studied when I'd found my old book in the hopes that it would hurt the vampires. But conjured light is no substitute for the real thing. "I did magic." The tremor in my voice betrayed me. "You did." Ryker leaned down to me closer to eye level as he wrapped an arm around me. I looked down at my hands, which still trembled from the magic. Was this what Mom felt? Did she like it? Was the rush of using her powers enough to keep her coming back for more?”

“Strange faces were here. More than just the bits and pieces stolen from nature that adorned the fae in colors and wings and fangs, but things that gave me the chills. Things that didn't feel like fae, more than one feral grin in a pack of men who howled and growled, a bloodless face with more intense fangs than I had seen on any of my people so far, a woman who smelled for all the world like a human but maintained an aura of magic pressure that was anything but.”

“She was insightful, bringing up ideas for the gallery that I hadn't considered. Her knowledge of art was lacking, but her enthusiasm for the history behind it was bountiful as she showed me what she had worked on so far. And she was charming. The way she held her wrist when she ate, the way her eyes sparkled as she laughed. What kind of fae was she destined to become? Something warm and loving like her could fit in any of the courts. Something about that bothered me for reasons I couldn't pinpoint. Maybe I simply wanted to see her in my court for selfish reasons.”

“A couple moved off the dance floor, leaving just enough of a window for us to see clearly, Candace and Thea. My heart skipped at the sight of her. "Magnificent," I whispered. Heather looked at me from the corner of her eye. "What does that mean?" she asked. "She radiates it." I waved at the dance floor. "One way or another, she was meant to be a part of our world.”

“Here, let me heat the water." I moved over to the sink where she shifted out of my way. Moving the bucket aside, I put the stopper in the sink and filled it. Flexing the part of me that was settled in the middle of my chest that brought out the fire in my breath, I blew a gentle stream of it over the surface of the water as it started to sizzle and steam. Leaning back from the sink, I stood aside and watched Dani for a reaction. I could almost hear her familiar heartbeat, and she stared at the water for a long moment before setting the pan in it and turning back to me. "You really are a dragon”

“She began peeling off her pants. Whatever Arthur's concerns, she was safe and in one piece. One very sexy, beautiful piece. Heat flared through the bond and she sucked in a breath. "Planning on taking a shower?" I approached slowly, my face revealing every intimate thought on my mind. "I---yes." Her exhaustion was lifting, replaced with a knowing smile. "Is that a problem?" "Not at all." I closed the distance between us, removing my shirt. "In fact, I might just need a shower myself." "Do you want to go first?" she teased. "I'm in no hurry." "No, no, I won't delay your shower." I wrapped my arms around her, unfastening her bra. "Why don't we take one together?" A playful smile crossed her lips. "I don't know, that seems terribly inefficient." "Nonsense." I helped her remove her bra and then slipped the panties down her legs. "I will show you just how efficient I can be." She moved a hand to my chest, catching her lower lip with her teeth. "Well, you can't shower in your suit." She leaned up to kiss me, her fingers working on my buttons as I laughed against her mouth. "Eager?" "Shut up." I scooped her off her feet as her laughter carried through to the bathroom, where I planned to assist her in a very slow and inefficient shower.”

“Ryker wrapped his arms around my middle and stood up, scooping me off my feet. "But I'm sure we can handle a shower and some sleep." "Put me down, Ryker! I need to grab clothes and towels," I said. "I prefer neither." A familiar, assholeish grin plastered across his face as he carried us to Dad's room and the only shower in the apartment. "I'm not walking around naked in Dad's apartment. That will have to wait until..." Until. Until what? What was I saying? Ryker, the bastard, caught me in my words all too quickly. "Until what, Dani?" he asked with that damned smirk and the fucking sexy rumble in his voice. And the way his eyes were eating me up, even though we were both covered in dirt and soot. Ryker set me down on the bathroom floor. "It will have to wait until we're alone," I said. "Truly alone, not here." I focused on turning on the hot water. Ryker hooked his thumbs in the top of my shorts and began to slide them off me. "Ryker, not helping," I grumbled, fighting the smile trying to creep onto my lips. "Unless you intend to wear them in the shower, I think I am." Even though he was behind me I could see his smug grin pretty clearly in my head. I swatted his hand away. "No, Ryker," I said, turning to face him. "Bad dragon." He kept smiling but narrowed his eyes as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. "You can shower in peace, firecracker. I'll let you sleep, and eat, and I'll take this vampire pain in our ass. But after all of this has settled, I'm taking you deep into the Siberian plain and I'm going to fuck you until you don't know what to do with yourself.”

“The cool air hit me, and I knew I was wet already but something about being stared at by Ryker with such heated interest made the problem worse. "Now," he said with striking calm in his tone. I obeyed, and before my lungs had even filled all the way he had swooped sown and placed his mouth at my clit and licked. One long, hot, tenuous stroke. The breath he'd had me take came out instantly as a cry of surprise and delight. Ryker was tasting me, all right, and he was relentless with it. When he suckled on that bundle of nerves above my entrance, I took in a sharp breath and grabbed his shoulders. "Close," I hissed out. A mistake, because he sounded amused as he left me with one last stroke of his tongue before moving away. He left me throbbing, wanting, pissed, blissful. "Asshole," I breathed, earning a laugh from the dragon between my legs. "Hold still," he growled playfully, and with one of his hands he lifted my backside just enough to grab the dragon's mark on my ass. Hard. I moaned and the mark burned as my lower body tingled in the best possible way. Ryker's hot tongue didn't stop its assault as I began that dangerous climb to orgasm.”

“It wasn't until a burst of hot flame caressed my left hip that a tingling sensation, not unlike magic, crawled down my skin. Ryker gave a low chuckle. "Of course it's on your perfect ass." I craned my neck to see. Across my hip and indeed partially down my backside until it brushed the very top of the back of my leg, a pattern was revealed just a few shades darker than my skin. It was like having a lighter sort of henna painted across my hip in the design of scales. Dragon scales. "What is that?" I asked, startled. "The mark. My mark." Ryker mused. "The perfect match to my scale pattern, not repeated in any other dragon." Brushing my fingers over the skin, it didn't feel any different than it had before. It was just decorated now. My preferred black dresses would always cover it up, but my mind wandered to my closet and exactly what I owned that would show off a flash of scales at my hip. I needed to go shopping. "So, it was always there?" "Always," Ryker answered, a new sort of interest in his eyes. "How does your chest feel?" I rubbed a hand where the thrumming usually sat, but found it was gone. I had been so distracted by the process of being covered in fire and his taunting hands that didn't burn me that I hadn't noticed when it left. "I always knew I liked your ass," Ryker said. I frowned. "It's on my hip," I insisted. Ryker took one hand and smacked my left cheek, firmly on the mark. Immediately a delicious heat shot through it, running straight between my legs where I twitched in anticipation. Fuck. "What's the matter, Danica?" Ryker teased out my full name again, leaning down to meet my neck with a kiss.”