Page 59 of Tempting Her Dragons

“Mav, if the noise ever gets to be too much, I will come out here with you. We can sit under this tree. We don’t have to talk, just enjoy the silence.” She tilts her head back, and I look down. “If you want to be by yourself, it’s alright. I won’t be hurt. I need the quiet, too.”

“You are everything I ever wanted,” I whisper.

“Mav.”

“I have a ball of need in the pit of my stomach. Sometimes, I think you are too beautiful to touch, and my hands are dirty. Idon’t want to leave my dirt on you. Other times, I think I may explode if I’m not close to you, touching your skin.” She opens her mouth to speak, and I press my thumb against her lips. “I’m too selfish to walk away. Everything Mom gave me growing up, I would hoard. I wouldn’t even let Kingston play with any of my things. I drove him nuts. They were mine, and everything else was taken away from me. It’s odd that I am thrilled to share you with him. He needs you, your love, and your gentleness. We love the wild inside of you. I want to nurture it and help it grow; it matches ours. We are two men who hold everything inside; we don’t share our feelings openly, but they run deep.” She sits up, and my hand drops.

“You aren’t dirty,” she says roughly. “I want your hands all over me. I’m drawn to both of you. I have been all over the world, have seen the most beautiful places, eaten the most delicious food, and met interesting people. Nothing compares to being here with you and King. You make me feel everything. I don’t give a shit what you have done or any of the things you think will make me deny you. I have needed some time to adjust, but don’t take that as me not wanting you. The heat is constantly burning in my stomach, pushing me to complete the bond. I would follow you if you left.”

“Fuck, baby,” I growl, yanking on her neck. “I want you so fucking bad.” I kiss her, and she groans. Kissing her is an experience. Her lips are plump, red, and open easily under mine. She leans heavily against my chest, giving herself to my care. I have wanted a woman to let me guide her and pleasure her in the way I want. I have no problem with her taking the initiative if she’s in the mood, but after, I want to take control.

I break away as I hear King getting close.

“Sorry to interrupt,” he says, and Saph tilts her head back, dazed. “I’m going to settle Mom at Sally’s. Make sure she has everything she needs.”

“Kingston, you don’t have to,” Saph says.

“Firefly, I want to.” He traces her jaw. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours. When I get back, you can snuggle up to me in bed and make me forget the hours I spent wrangling Mom and Sally.” He grins and nods at me before walking away.

“Hey,” I call, touching her chin. “What’s wrong?”

“He’s not mad we were out here without him?” she asks.

“Baby, he’s all good. We know we don’t always have to be together.” I lift her with me as I stand. “You’ve seen your brothers with Penny. They aren’t jealous.”

“I know. I’ve heard about matings and multiple mates. I know how it works, and I’ve seen it. I guess it’s just a natural reaction.” She lifts a shoulder. “I don’t want to do anything to cause a rift between you.”

“You never could. We have talked about it and have voiced fears to each other. We are on the same page. Even though we will share you, I will have a different relationship with you than he has. We are different men with our own needs. I’m glad he will be with you if I can’t, and he feels the same.”

“Good. I’ve never been with two men at once, so even though it’s normal for shifters, it’s still different for me.”

“I understand.” I slide my arm around her waist and start walking. “It’s late. Are you tired?”

“No,” she says quickly and then bites her lip. I hide my smirk.

“Let’s get comfortable, and we’ll see if you want to go to bed.”

She is quiet until we step on the porch.

“I’m not sleepy,” she states. “I want to play.” She moves quickly into the house.

I’m not going to argue.

Chapter Fifteen

Saphira

Itug on the bottom of my nightgown as I twist in front of the mirror.

Is it too much?

While Maverick was securing the house, assuring me Kingston would be able to get in without a key by moving the lock with his mind, I sprinted to my room. I rifled through my drawer for something to wear and grabbed a silky green nighty. I don’t wear it often, but I thought he would like it. The thin straps are barely holding the fabric over my breasts. The deep vee isn’t helping. It touches the top of my feet but has two long slits to the top of my thighs.

I wanted to feel pretty and sexy.

I have never wanted anything more than Mav and King. I want my time with Mav to be special. I need him to ease the need. He’s sexy and causes a yearning in my body.

Hearing more about him makes me feel closer to him and erases many of my doubts. I need to listen to my body and my heart.

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