Page 27 of Doubly Bound

Sisters, corrected Landry, and he winced at the new pair’s amusement.

After some yelling, most of which was unintelligible Scottish drivel, followed by several expletives that came from their incredible mate, and an additional round of ducking and dodging by both males, followed by even more stuff being tossed and thrown by the seriously pissed off Sage, the two mated Triad couples sat down for a chat. Talk about uncomfortable.

Callan would rather he picked up their mate, tossed the curvy female over his shoulder, and left Landry to follow or not. Given a chance, maybe he could simply sex the ornery out of her. Get her to forgive them with a few spectacular orgasms.

It did not matter how much she yelled and raged. They were all bound together for eternity. 'Till death do them part. Maybe not even then. From the looks of things, mainly their mate’s spitting mad, ebony eyes, Callan and Landry were liable to have their heads handed to them by the end of this little meeting.

Grrrr.

His Dragon vehemently objected to that possibility. Alas, one flash of those dark beauties, and he knew better than to voice his opinion.

Some things were better left unsaid. But one thing needed to be said. Perhaps a gentle reminder.

“Mine!” roared the Dragon after Sage’s last exclamation that she was a single woman.

“And mine!” Echoed Landry.

“Um, Sage?” Ginger, her sister, stepped in. “Let’s have a little discussion. Yes?”

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