Page 80 of Rescued By The Dragon

I slumped to the closet floor; a giggle slipped from me. Dorran kissed the globe of my ass, and then up my spine to my neck. “That’s how I make you relax, Little Mouse. Toby and Sasha are at the door. Come on.”

He lifted me to my feet by my hips, pulled my dress down my body, and found my underwear for me.

He winked at me and left me there to gather myself while he answered the door. Sasha would know by the look on my face what just happened.

Sliding my palms down my dress, I hurried down the hallway to see the three of them standing in the living room.

Sasha glanced over at me, and a smile crawled up her mouth. “I’ve missed you.”

I walked over, ignoring Toby and Dorran’s stares, and hugged her. She squeezed me hard, and whispered, “It took you long enough to answer. Blink once if you were getting pounded into the mattress—,”

I shoved her back. “Stop it. I’ve missed you, too. How was your flight over?”

Sasha glanced over her shoulder at Toby. “That’s a story for later. Don’t you have somewhere to be?”

The corner of Toby’s mouth lifted into a smile. “Can I stay for dinner, Dorran? I’m suddenly famished.”

Dorran glanced between the two of them. “I don’t mind.”

Sasha mumbled under her breath as Toby followed Dorran into the kitchen. She grabbed my elbow and ushered me toward the open balcony door. “Oh, my God. Could you have picked a hotter dragon to bring me up here? Geesh, Amara.”

I leaned against the railing. “Toby? Here I was thinking you hated him—,”

“Oh,” she said, pushing her dark hair from her shoulder. “He gets under my skin, but he’s super-hot, and those dark eyes.” She shivered. “So, before they call us in there to eat. What’s been going on up here? He whisked you away, and you’ve been MIA. Your stepmother has been a nervous wreck since you left. It’s so strange to see her that way.”

“So much has happened,” I whispered, patting the seat beside me. I waited until she sat to begin. “Firstly, today, I found out that my birth name isn’t Tremaine. It’s Aetius. I had a vivid memory about living somewhere before the kingdom, and my mother was there.”

Sasha crossed her legs. “Why wouldn’t your parents have said something?”

“I don’t know, and that’s not all.”

“Are you pregnant already?”

“No,” I hissed. “I ... I’ve been experiencing some powers.”

Sasha lifted one eyebrow at me. “Powers, Amara? Like the Power Rangers—,”

“Like floating in the shower and shoving your little pretty boy in there across the room.”

Sasha burst out laughing. “What I would have done to be a fly on the wall. Geez Louise, Amara. You’re turning into a completely different person. Dorran is bringing out something in you.”

Or my lack of medication allowed the real me to break free. “Is that bad?”

Sasha reached over and touched my cheek. “No. It’s good. You’re free. What are we thinking? Witch? Fairy? Dragon?”

I shrugged. “We don’t know. They tested my blood but it came back inconclusive.”

“Is that normal?”

“Apparently not. We’re going to try and trace my heritage, but now that I’m not sure who my parents are, I’m not sure what the next step is. Dorran wants me to relax—,”

“Is that what you were doing before?” she asked, waggling her brows. “Relaxing? It took you forever to come to the door—,”

“Stop it,” I whispered.

It was enough embarrassment imagining what we just done, but I didn’t need Toby hearing it.

“Come on, you’re mated. Everyone knows he brought you up here to get it on. I wouldn’t be surprised if you had a baby Dorran growing inside of you right now.” Sasha glanced over her shoulder. “So, how big is it?”

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