Page 17 of Dragon Keeper
Sloan rolled over, sliding his hands over the bed, searching for Tyr.
But he came up empty. Damn it. Where was his mate? He was wanting more kisses.
He heard singing coming from somewhere in the house and smelled scents that made his belly ache wafting up to him. Oh, he washungry.
He rolled out of bed and found his pants, his body deciding it needed food as much as he did his mate. So he went to search.
This house was amazing—dozens of little rooms, all beautiful and different, each one fascinating and leading him deeper and deeper into the core of the cottage, which was bigger on the inside, unquestioningly.
He wandered, and when he got to the kitchen, he saw a pile of his own belongings. So his brothers were here.
Oh, goddess. Good.
Brayden and Riley were sitting around a big kitchen table, eating some sort of pastry that looked like heaven—shiny and sweet and pillowy. Riley was staring out the window, expression dazed, while Brayden was chatting at Tyr, eyes lit up.
“I flew down! Have I said that? I flew down and it was amazing. I’ve never just flown without thinking about it.”
Tyr laughed, the sound somehow so throaty and sexy. Not sexual at all. At least not to anyone but him. “You will love flying out over the lake.”
“I will. Oh, thank you for offering to let us stay. I think Riley is going to hang out with Puck and the others for a few days, just to get to know them and the technology they have, but I’d love to stay here, if you were serious. I want to immerse myself in the village.”
“Of course. You both always have space here. Always. You’re our family. Ah, good morning, mate.”
Sloan gave Tyr a slow smile. “Good morning. It smells amazing in here.”
He took a kiss from Tyr, then a warm hug from his brothers. “We’re home. Are you happy?”
“I’m over the moon,” Brayden said, while Riley shrugged.
“I’m worried, but I’m here with both of you. That’s important.”
Sloan nodded, so honored that they were here. “What smells so good?”
“I made some honeyed pastries. I usually buy them, but I didn’t have time to go into the village, so… you’ll have to make do with mine.”
“Dude, they’re so good.” That was Riley, who never really looked away from the window. “You have to try one. And the not coffee-coffee stuff.”
“Not coffee-coffee.”
“Cazik,” Tyr offered. “It is served hot or iced. It is much loved. The cof-fi? It is kept on the mountain at Gavin’s keep.”
Cof-fi.
That was adorable.
“I bet. It would be a mess if we ruined the ecosystem here by introducing too many things,” Brayden murmured.
“Yes. We’re very, very careful about the flora and fauna. It’s important not to disturb things in a bad way, right?” Tyr offered him a mug of steaming light pink drink and a pastry.
“Oh, this smells amazing.” Pink. Wow.
I know, right, but it tastes delicious, and it has a nice kick to it.Riley almost cracked a smile.
Well, I can’t wait to try it.He smiled and took a deep sip, finding it more like a dirty chai than a coffee, but it was delicious, and he was more than willing to give up coffee forever to be with his lover.
“What do you think?” Tyr asked, and he beamed.
“It’s good. I like it. You’ll have to tell me how to make it.”
