Page 49 of Sass Me

Battling Demons

Deep inside, Steelebattled what no warrior, dragon or human wanted to admit. He was afraid.

Not the adrenaline pumping kind of fear that he could push aside and do his job to keep the plague of demon dragons at bay. That was easy.

How could he be the badass she thought he was?

Fleur was here, in his arms again, safe and mostly sound. She was out of her god damn mind if she thought he’d let her out of his sight for even a second.

But, then she went and asked him to trust her.

No, she hadn’t asked. She’d told him to trust her.

Branches on the tree above them shattered and rained down sharp spikes of wood. Steele turned his back to deflect what he could from hurting Fleur. The shard at her neck glowed green with swirls of white interspersed creating a layer of light surrounding them both. Any projectile that got even close sizzled in the light like dissolving before his eyes.

Her eyes flicked back and forth, her gaze searching his, impatiently waiting for him to agree to put them both in harm’s way.

The smart, sass mouthed, powerful woman he’d recognized in her was no longer hiding behind her destiny. She’d grown into her true self and it was a sight to behold. If it was possible, Steele fell even more in love with her standing under that tree waiting for the world explode, knowing that if he would trust in her, they could save it, together.

He didn’t understand where her absolute faith in him came from, especially after he’d flunked protect your mate 101 already.

But, if she’d just demonstrated her new found powers to him. If she was sure, and she was, he would put his trust in her, instead of himself.

“I trust you, little flower. Tell me what you want me to do.”

The smile that spread across her face cemented his decision to trust her. She kissed him, sucking his tongue into her mouth, and if evil incarnate wasn’t flying around over their heads he’d let her have her way with him.

She nipped his lip with her teeth and ended their three second make-out session. “You go fight the black dragon. I’ll keep you safe.”

“I can’t fly. The bones in my wing is broken and no matter how many times I shift into my dragon form it won’t heal.”

“Turn around.” She spun him and pushed his shirt up revealing his broken shoulder and arm. “Why didn’t you say something?”

“I was too busy holding you.”

“Let me see what I can do.”

“Jakob already tried his dragon’s breath. It helped, but—” Fleur’s breath on his skin took his words and turned them into mush. Whatever she was doing was far behind any dragon’s breath he’d ever experienced. Normally it was like warm touch, but her healing power felt like Icy Hot on steroids.

She continued to blow across his skin, down his arm, her lips pursed, white mist licking over his wounds. Black oil seeped from him everywhere her breath touched giving him instant relief. The skin knit together and the bones underneath reformed, stronger, infused with a new strength.

She glanced up, still blowing, grinned at him, and winked.

One more part of his body went harder than it ever had before too. “Promise me when this is over you’ll use those lips on my cock too.”

“What do you think that wink was for?” She laughed. “Now, go. Defeat the black dragon, save my friends and their home.”

Steele kissed his mate once more for luck and shifted into his dragon form, taking to the air.

The black dragon rolled through the air, shooting jets of dragon’s fire at Jakob, and the other Wyverns.

Cage used his power over the wind to easily avoid the attacks, and propelled the other dragon warriors out of harm’s way. But, in the dark of night, he was tiring fast.

They needed to work together and move the battle to the ground, where he and Jakob could dig in and take over. The reds and Ky could use their fire and ice to destroy the legion of demon dragons that were pouring out of the same crack in the ground Fleur and the black dragon had emerged from.

Steele glanced down and saw Fleur’s friends shift into wolves, one by one, and form a circle around her and the tree. The demon dragons attacked.

Fuck. There were so many, there was no way the wolves could hold them at bay. Steele dove for the ground until he saw the burst of white power shoot from her hands, stunning the demon dragons.

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