Page 27 of Bite Me

Jada was Ky’s mate now. He’d claimed her.

She filled his soul with such a sense of rightness, completeness, purpose. He knew, without a single doubt they were meant to be together. Jada not only doubted, she actively rejected the mating.

Too bad. She was his whether she liked it or not.

He may have lost the battle against that black dragon and his legions of demon dragons, but he would win the war for Jada’s heart.

He simply needed a plan, and maybe some advice from his Nana Kiki.

Despite his wounds and exhaustion from the battle with the demon dragons the conversation between the incubus and the black dragon had cut him deeper than any other injury.

Jada’s soul had awakened. What did that mean?

He knew so little about a succubus, he couldn’t even come up with the right questions to ask.

As soon as they got to safety, he would be asking a whole lot of questions anyway. He was tempted to hit the Gulf Stream and straight back to Europe. But, he hadn’t yet found Cage’s soul shard.

What he really wanted to do was swim all the way back to New Zealand and his home on Waitaria Bay, where he could take his beautiful curvy demon straight to his bed and make her come until she begged to be his mate. Either that or lock her up in his lair with the rest of his treasure.

He might have run from the last battle, but he would not abandon the war against the demon dragons, or their new leader.

The dragon warriors had encountered the beast before, when Steele had found his mate. After that last battle with the black dragon, Match and Jakob assigned two of their dragon warriors to the South-Eastern seaboard of the United States.

Steele and Fleur had battled the black dragon before. They could provide shelter and information. That’s where they would go. Soon the waters would warm as they headed south.

This country was too fucking big.

They’d need hundreds of dragons to be able to patrol the whole thing. A few dragons lived on the west coast, where some of his blues liked to fish in the warm waters, but there were too many people in this part of the world for his Wyr’s liking. He’d have to contact Match as soon as possible to get some more reds out this way.

They could send in all the troops they wanted, but until he had an idea of where to send them and what they should do, there wasn’t a whole lot of point. He had to find out more about the black dragon.

“How do you know the black dragon?”

She didn’t respond.

“You may have information that can help us defeat him.”

Still nothing.

“Talk to me, Jada, or when we get to shore I’m going to spank that luscious ass of yours 'til it’s red.”

She wriggled around in his talons, kicking and slapping at him so much he nearly dropped her. Maybe he should. Let her cool off.

Yeah, but she’d probably kill him when he got her back to shore.

“Stop fighting,aroha. I promise not to spank you. Unless you ask me to.”

“Get out of my head, you big lizard.”

Big lizard? At least she was talking to him.

“We are going to seek shelter and regroup with another dragon warrior and his mate.” Maybe Jada could get some tips on how to not kill him from Steele’s mate, Fleur. That witch was full of sass and more sass.

“Oh, yeah? Maybe she’ll show me how to…”

Her how-to list was filled with such a litany of creative swearing, mostly themed around threats to his balls, that he mentally crossed his legs.

Ky kept his thoughts to himself and when they got close, he chose to fly directly to Steele and Fleur’s new home instead of wasting time on land.

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