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    A roar of harmonies sounded outside the walls, and the Dracon within joined the noise. Ferin gently withdrew and kissed her hard on the lips. “Sleep now, and when you wake, I’ll explain this gift you’ve given us.”
    She wanted to protest, wanted to feel his arms around her again, to feel his brothers’ touch, but then ecstasy overtook her will, and she fell into a deep, dreamless slumber.

    * * *
    High in the air the dragons soared. Not in thirty years had the clan felt such joy, such belonging to the world as they did this night. The king and his line remained unbroken. A true mate had finally been found for the royal line. All rejoiced as King Ferin and his brothers, Prince Adrian and Prince Matthias, protected by Lucas, the royal guard, joined in the celebratory dance.

    It was noted that the king’s mate did not join in the dance, and though many wondered at her absence, the sheer delight in the continuation of the species allowed for the unexplained. But not all felt such peace
    One particular Dracon knew why the female had not joined the others. Another human, an inferior being not fit enough to look upon the king, let alone bed him, had arrived to dilute the clan. Once before steps had been taken to rid the Dracon of such a disease. And it seemed steps would need to be taken once more, lest the Dracon line fall prey to the disease of humanity.

    * * *
    “By the stars, brother. I’ve not felt that before in a joining. And I’ve a mind to feel it again,” Matthias roared to his brother in the language of dragons.

    “As have I,” Adrian added, breathing a playful ball of fire at Lucas.
    “Our guard fucked so hard I still feel his cock up my ass. And I’m not complaining.”
    Ferin grinned, more than pleased with his mate. Though he would not have thought to choose a human, fate had decided for him. For too long he’d been fixated on the stubborn woman, never dreaming she could his Draka, the queen of his heart and of his power.
    Lea Venlay knew the Dracon, and despite her family’s history with his, he had a feeling she would be more amenable than most to ending their long-standing feud. She had an intelligence and grit about her that spoke to his heart. And remembrances of what they’d just shared more than told him she spoke to his cock.
    Mother of Treasure, but the quiet little art house bookkeeper was way more than she appeared. He’d lain with many a female Dracon, but none had taken him and his brothers the way Lea had. And though he knew she’d never before participated in such a carnal encounter, she’d met them every step of the way. He only hoped she had no regrets upon awakening.
    He shook away the ugly thought. He would not allow the perfection of this night to spoil. Lea was his. She was meant for him, just as one of her female relations had been meant for one of his. The coincidence could not be overlooked. Ferin believed in fate, and he learned from the past. Though many in his clan would welcome her for the priceless gift of life she brought, others would not be so pleased. He would have to be ready.
    His thoughts on his mate, he swooped low once more before returning to Lea. Once inside his chambers, he studied the woman, seeing in her the future. A lifetime of love and anger, of quenching her hungers, soothing her piques and encouraging her studies. Her studies…. He frowned. Under his supervision, she could certainly resume her work, but not at the expense of the clan. Some truths simply could not be shared, not if the Dracon were to survive.
    He sighed and caressed her flushed cheeks. Lea was intelligent. She would understand the risks and merit of such stricture. And, hopefully, she would take to their joining with as much pleasure as she’d just shown him.
    A woman, human or Dracon, could not share so much of her body and soul without sharing her heart as well.
    He hoped.

    * * *
    When Lea next awoke, it was to a cup of steaming coffee just the way she liked. A