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Tor’s voice was admiring as he looked at the other dragons—the first he had ever seen besides Roland.
Yes, they are pretty, sweetheart, but none are as shiny and sparkly as you.
She noted the looks Tor’s shining scales garnered from both the dragons and the knights on their backs as they winged toward the Lair Roland had told them about. There was a lovely golden dragon and a shiny, coppery red one, both just a bit smaller than Tor but larger than Roland in size.
Roland’s last words were still ringing through her mind, tingling through her body. He’d said he wanted her and the deep growl in his words stirred her womb to life. She’d tasted her first passion just that morning, under his gentle hands, and she wanted more. Oh, how she wanted more of that sweet pleasure! But she was afraid too. As a slave in Salomar’s house, she’d seen the worst of men and their dishonor. While www.samhainpublishing.com 61
she doubted Roland was anything like any of the swine she’d evaded in Salomar’s realm, he was still male, and therefore a largely unknown quantity to her. He was also—startlingly—a dragon too. She didn’t know what to make of his dual nature. She knew only one dragon, and Tor was just a baby. She remembered vague tales of knights and dragons from her youth, but never had she heard about men who became dragons and vice versa.
The magic swirling around Roland frightened her just a bit. His aggressive passion tantalized her, and the fire in his eyes warmed her very bones. He’d said he wanted her, and Mother help her, she realized she wanted him too. The only question was when—not if. She’d never been more certain of anything in her life. She wanted to know the fullness of Roland’s passion. Where it would lead them, only the Mother of All knew for sure. Lana would do her best to take one step at a time.
For now, she would follow where he led to meet his people and the dragons of the Northern Lair.
When what she assumed was the landing ledge of the Lair was in sight, both the dragons and knights who escorted them veered off, allowing Roland to land first, followed by Tor and Lana. Immediately, the respect of the other dragons and knights in the area was obvious. They made way for Roland, bowing their heads respectfully, though they didn’t lower their eyes. She liked that. She liked how they showed respect but maintained their own dignity, unlike the way Salomar had demanded people bow and scrape before him.
Lana climbed down from Tor’s back and unwrapped the head covering that she used to keep warm at altitude. She heard a few gasps as her long auburn hair was revealed and intercepted a few shocked looks from knights who couldn’t seem to help staring at her and Tor. She kept close to Tor’s side as they followed in Roland’s steps. He seemed to 62
know where he was going, so she let him lead, craning her neck to see all she could of the strange tunnels and caves that had been ornately carved into the living rock.
The Lair was clean and warm, filled with dozens of dragons and their knights. Few women were about, but everyone looked clean and well-kept. The knights were all big men, bulging with muscle, and they had the look of hardened warriors. The dragons were colorful, sleek and strong, though mostly smaller than Tor, but only by a little. Of course, Tor was still a growing boy.
Roland turned in at a large central chamber, announcing himself with a short blast of sound that was sort of a rumbling cough. She followed with Tor and immediately saw two dragons raise their heads out of a deep oval pit filled with sand. One was green and one a sort of blue color that was almost green. They were obviously a mated pair, for a moment later she saw a smaller dragon who was also greenish in hue and looked a lot like her parents.
Roland spoke first, including them all in his thoughts.
Greetings Tilden, Rue and little Rena. I’ve brought some new friends for you to
Yes, they are pretty, sweetheart, but none are as shiny and sparkly as you.
She noted the looks Tor’s shining scales garnered from both the dragons and the knights on their backs as they winged toward the Lair Roland had told them about. There was a lovely golden dragon and a shiny, coppery red one, both just a bit smaller than Tor but larger than Roland in size.
Roland’s last words were still ringing through her mind, tingling through her body. He’d said he wanted her and the deep growl in his words stirred her womb to life. She’d tasted her first passion just that morning, under his gentle hands, and she wanted more. Oh, how she wanted more of that sweet pleasure! But she was afraid too. As a slave in Salomar’s house, she’d seen the worst of men and their dishonor. While www.samhainpublishing.com 61
she doubted Roland was anything like any of the swine she’d evaded in Salomar’s realm, he was still male, and therefore a largely unknown quantity to her. He was also—startlingly—a dragon too. She didn’t know what to make of his dual nature. She knew only one dragon, and Tor was just a baby. She remembered vague tales of knights and dragons from her youth, but never had she heard about men who became dragons and vice versa.
The magic swirling around Roland frightened her just a bit. His aggressive passion tantalized her, and the fire in his eyes warmed her very bones. He’d said he wanted her, and Mother help her, she realized she wanted him too. The only question was when—not if. She’d never been more certain of anything in her life. She wanted to know the fullness of Roland’s passion. Where it would lead them, only the Mother of All knew for sure. Lana would do her best to take one step at a time.
For now, she would follow where he led to meet his people and the dragons of the Northern Lair.
When what she assumed was the landing ledge of the Lair was in sight, both the dragons and knights who escorted them veered off, allowing Roland to land first, followed by Tor and Lana. Immediately, the respect of the other dragons and knights in the area was obvious. They made way for Roland, bowing their heads respectfully, though they didn’t lower their eyes. She liked that. She liked how they showed respect but maintained their own dignity, unlike the way Salomar had demanded people bow and scrape before him.
Lana climbed down from Tor’s back and unwrapped the head covering that she used to keep warm at altitude. She heard a few gasps as her long auburn hair was revealed and intercepted a few shocked looks from knights who couldn’t seem to help staring at her and Tor. She kept close to Tor’s side as they followed in Roland’s steps. He seemed to 62
know where he was going, so she let him lead, craning her neck to see all she could of the strange tunnels and caves that had been ornately carved into the living rock.
The Lair was clean and warm, filled with dozens of dragons and their knights. Few women were about, but everyone looked clean and well-kept. The knights were all big men, bulging with muscle, and they had the look of hardened warriors. The dragons were colorful, sleek and strong, though mostly smaller than Tor, but only by a little. Of course, Tor was still a growing boy.
Roland turned in at a large central chamber, announcing himself with a short blast of sound that was sort of a rumbling cough. She followed with Tor and immediately saw two dragons raise their heads out of a deep oval pit filled with sand. One was green and one a sort of blue color that was almost green. They were obviously a mated pair, for a moment later she saw a smaller dragon who was also greenish in hue and looked a lot like her parents.
Roland spoke first, including them all in his thoughts.
Greetings Tilden, Rue and little Rena. I’ve brought some new friends for you to
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