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buried within her. She felt moisture trickle down her legs and blinked at the carelessness of her encounter. But then she recalled the Dracon’s inability to conceive disease, as well as the infertility between species.
    And though relieved, a small part of her bereaved the fact she would never have children with Ferin.
    Which made no sense at all. None whatsoever. What the hell is wrong with me? Since when do I equate great sex with babies and happily-ever-after?
    “You’re thinking too hard.”
    She glanced at his smiling face, his eyes once again fathomlessly dark. All thought faded but the animalistic need to have him again.
    “I feel your pussy squeezing me for more.” His voice had deepened, like a sorcerer weaving a spell. “And I’m going to give you more.
    Much, much more. I see you, Lea. I’ve always seen you, known you.” He confused her, but his body encouraged her to believe. Oddly, it wasn’t so difficult to nod her head, to agree. A part of her recognized him as well. Each encounter they’d had before this must have been building to tonight. All the sly innuendoes, the stares and questions about her family that she’d before taken as a personal affront, made sense. Ferin hadn’t been antagonistic, he’d been interested.
    His shaft flexed and the base brushed against her stimulated clit.
    Hell yes, he was interested. But not more than I am.
    “There’s much you don’t know about the Dracon, Lea.” He seduced with words as much as his body, promising answers. “I would show you more, Lea. More than you’ve ever seen, or felt.” His fingers moved from her hips to her ass, and one digit wormed between her cheeks to rest at her anus.
    Ferin grinned, a sinful smile that should have made her pause.
    She’d never before been experimental in the bedroom. The dreams and urges she’d had over the years she’d squelched behind academic pursuits, and to fit in with her family. Good old reliable Lea. The steady one. The smart one. The good girl.
    Yet here she stood, with Ferin Dekker inside of her, a Dracon who knew her secrets, and who could kill so very, very easily. The sense of danger that surrounded him only made him that much more desirable, and even as she felt her attraction deepen, she wondered if she had made a huge mistake.
    Sex with the Dracon could be addictive, or so she’d read. But as she remained tied to the captivating man, she could easily deem it true. She still couldn’t quite believe that she, mousy Lea Venlay, was having sex—no, fucking —Ferin Dekker. Hell, she couldn’t even think the word “fucking” without blushing.
    “Lea? What’ll it be?” His finger pushed deeper into her anus, discomfort straining against the pleasure filtering through. So wicked, so naughty. And she wanted it, wanted him, all over again. Reality bedamned.
    Staring into Ferin’s hungry gaze as he slowly rotated his finger, she breathed, “Show me,” and prayed she’d made the right decision.
    A door suddenly opened, and in walked two tall Dracon, both with a striking resemblance to Ferin. Lea could only stare, shocked, at the flushed features of the other men. Okay, she’d decided to enjoy Ferin.
    But he’d never mentioned other men! Embarrassment flushed her from head to toe, but with that embarrassment, something more, something dark and primal filled her.
    “Brother, we welcome your prize.”
    “And submit to your treasure.” Both brothers bowed, their black eyes shining as they took in her embrace with Ferin.
    Yet as the men stared at her, her mortification faded, and her arousal increased. Hadn’t she secretly dreamed of this? Of sex with more than one man? Just being seen by them, two extremely hot men, turned her on, though she’d never in her life considered herself an exhibitionist. With Ferin, however, she wanted to do anything. And apparently he knew it, for he smiled and pulled out his finger, then his thick shaft, only to thrust inside her again. The others, she