Page 21 of Her Fierce Dragon
“Ignore my brother’s growl. It’s worse than his bite.” Vander chuckled and glanced back at Willow.
“I don’t know. I actually like his bite.”
She grinned back at his brother who rolled his eyes but barked out a laugh at her response.
Feno shook his head at the two of them.
“I like her, Feno.”
Feno could see the sincerity in his eyes.
“And from the smell of you two, I know exactly why you’re late. Let me show you what I found.”
Feno’s eyes narrowed on his brother’s back. Vander turned and walked away to lead them up the hill. If looks could kill, his brother would be in the ground. His eyes flew to Willow, and he found her cheeks bright red from embarrassment.
“My brother’s an ass,” he muttered.
He grabbed her hand and trailed behind Vander. He could remember a day when his brother was late to a meeting with him and Jodos because he had been with Faye.
“I love you, too,” Vander shouted.
Willow chuckled.
He blew out an irritated breath. He couldn’t even argue. He was man enough to admit that he loved his younger brother, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t kill him.
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Willow’s embarrassment faded the longer she was around Vander. The two brothers resembled each other, only the color of their eyes were different. Where Feno’s were hazel, Vander’s were blue.
She immediately liked Vander and his sense of humor. They walked through the woods that were on the side of a hill, and he spoke of his mate and their child who was due soon. She smiled at the excitement that lined his voice as he spoke of Faye. Willow couldn’t wait to meet her future sister-in-law. It would be good to finally have a sister.
“You and Faye would get along great,” Vander announced. He brought them to a halt.
She could feel the jealously rolling off her mate behind her, and she turned to find Feno scowling at his brother. She moved to Feno and rested her hand on his chest, gaining his attention.
“Why are you scowling at your brother like that?”
“He talks too much.” His eyes went to Vander before turning to her. “I don’t like that he makes you laugh. It should be me.”
She smiled at her jealous dragon. She could remember hearing that dragons could be very possessive of their mates.
“You do make me laugh,” she whispered, not wanting Vander to hear her. “You also have a wicked way of making me orgasm more than anyone else has.”
His chest rumbled in pleasure at her words.
“Are you happy with me? Pleased that it’s me as your mate?”
His eyes searched hers, and the smile disappeared from her lips.
“You could never know. I figured that if I ever met the other half of my soul, he would have to be powerful. My dream mate would never be able to live up to you.”
Her eyes rose to his, and pleasure flashed in his eyes. She rose to meet his lips to kiss him properly?—
“Come on, lovebirds. You haven’t had enough of each other yet?” Vander called out.
They paused.
“I’m going to kill him,” Feno muttered, his intense eyes locking on his brother over her shoulder.
