Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Please,” tumbled from her lips as she raised her hips to rub against his hard thigh between them.
“I’ll make it better,” he promised. He stroked a hand down her rounded belly and cupped her mound. Squeezing it gently, he treasured her moan of arousal. Keres brushed his fingers down the cleft of her pussy before dipping into her wetness. He deliberately targeted those special spots he’d discovered were her most sensitive.
When she twisted underneath him, Keres rolled to his back and sat up with her cradled against him. He guided her thighs around his hips and lifted her to hover over his throbbing cock. Teasing her entrance with the head of his erection, Keres coated himself with her juices before lowering her slowly around him.
When her pelvis rested against his, Keres pressed a hard kiss to her lips before warning, “Hold on, Snowflake. This is going to be a wild ride.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her inner muscles around his shaft. “Make me come, Daddy. I need you.”
Keres didn’t need any encouragement.
Chapter 18
They didn’t make it to the Dragon Day festivities until late afternoon. Of course, they’d had to enjoy the picnic packed by Keres’s cook. Rimi didn’t want to be rude, of course.
She could tell by the expression on the other mates’ faces as she floated the luncheon excuse by them that they questioned what actually had delayed Keres and her arrival. Quickly, she distracted them.
“I wanted to go see the dragon statue. Does anyone wish to come with me?”
“Argenis said all the names are there now. Let’s go check it out.” Ciel chimed in her support of that idea.
“Stay together,” Drake warned.
“Of course,” Aurora promised.
They walked two blocks from the festival site to the main town square. Everyone greeted them along the way, wishing them health and happiness. Several small children gave them flowers and blew kisses to them.
It was impossible not to be swept up in the day's excitement. Approaching the stairs leading up to the ancient dragon statue, the group stopped when they reached the base. Flowers lined each step in a gorgeous display of color.
The amount of time it must have taken the townsfolk to gather and place all those blossoms astounded Rimi. She clasped her hands to her heart as her gaze ran over all the names from the most ancient on top toward the bottom.
Aurora’s name was first for their group, of course. It must have been scariest for her without any other new mates to talk to. Aurora had welcomed those who came after her with warmth. She’d answered questions openly and honestly to make the next mates’ transitions as easy as possible.
Ciel, Lalani, Skye, and Brooks’s names followed Aurora’s. Each had connected with the others and, in turn, helped the next arrival acclimate. Rimi loved each of them. She’d never had friends, but knew deep inside these special, fated mates were more than simple acquaintances. They’d become family.
Rimi stared at her name. Next to the final letter of her name was an addition she hadn’t seen before. With no last name like the others, Samuel, the stone mason, had returned to add a special character for her. A small dragon’s footprint (or would that be claw mark?) decorated her name on the right. She loved it.
“Look, Rimi! You’re the only one with a dragon print. Everyone will remember for eons how special you are!” Ciel said.
Linking her elbow with her friend’s arm, Rimi corrected her firmly. “We’re all special. Think how many Wyverns there have been since the founding families signed the pact. The odds of us being a fated mate are astronomical.”
An older woman moved up beside them, carrying a heavy tome in her hands. Brooks smiled at his grandmother, Elenore, who’d emerged as the spokesperson for the current Guardians of their founding family’s tome. “The city of Wyvern can never celebrate you enough. Thank you for caring for our dragons. Without you all to tether them to sanity and our world, Wyvern would have been lost centuries ago.”
“I think I can speak for the others,” Lalani spoke quietly. “We only followed our hearts.”
“That is the best reason to choose your path in life,” Elenore assured them with a smile.
Rimi? Are you safe? Keres messaged her.
Yes, my love. We are. I’ll return in a few moments.
Do not stay away too long. I miss you.
She smiled at the black dragon’s message. Rimi doubted whether anyone could have foretold his destiny—from struggling to maintain his sanity to caring Daddy.
“Drake is getting impatient. I should go back,” Aurora said.
“Ditto,” Brooks echoed. “Let’s all go together.”
“I don’t think you’re going anywhere,” a hauntingly familiar voice said from behind them.
Evan! Skye broadcast a message to Rimi and their dragon shifter mates.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Elenore whirled and smacked the side of Evan’s head squarely with the heavy tome she held. The evil henchman tumbled to the ground. The Wyverns who had gathered in the town square for the celebration quickly realized what was going on from the mates’ reactions. After a quick scuffle, they secured the handful of men and women who’d stood at Evan’s back.