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breakfast tray lay on a table next to the bed, and Ferin sat quietly beside her.

    “Wow, breakfast in bed. I guess last night wasn’t a dream after all.” Several chuckles followed, waking her quickly. She glanced up to see not only Ferin, but Adrian and Matthias too, all dressed casually, all staring at her. She felt a sudden draft over her breasts and blushed.
    “You might have mentioned I was half-naked.”
    “Actually, we were hoping you’d lose the sheet,” Adrian murmured, coming closer to run a finger over her shoulder.
    Immediately, heat rushed to the area, and her womb tightened with desire.
    “Really? I thought Lucas did most of your work,” she said with some cheek, earning a grin from his brothers.
    Adrian laughed. “He did last night, sure enough. But he received as much pleasure as he gave, and all because of one very special, very sensual woman.”
    She slowly sobered at the seductive look in his eyes. Hello, but she’d come here with Ferin. In the light of day, she now questioned what she’d done last night. This was going to be a problem. Or so she thought. She glanced at Ferin and saw his approving nod.
    “I thought Dracon were possessive.” Something about their escapade last night seemed off. Pleasurable, yes, but so very not normal for the possessive Dracon.
    “We are,” Matthias answered. “And as S. M. Ryans, you’d know all about us. But you’ve never written about our mating practices.” He gave her a sexy grin, and she wanted to sweep the fall of black hair from his forehead so she could better see his eyes. “I bet you could write a book now.”
    “With that little demonstration last night?” Adrian scoffed. “Be serious. Wait until I’m inside her, riding her to oblivion.”
    “You?” Matthias shook his head. “Try me. Though her mouth is heaven, that pussy had Ferin hard even after our last course.”
    “Fellas,” Lea said, not surprised to feel her face flaming. She’d never had men talk about her in such a way, at least not that she knew of. And why were their words making her wet? She might have thrown caution to the wind last night, but she’d had a shocking evening. A gallery exhibit she’d tirelessly prepared for. A break-in at her home.
    Her first dragon ride, ever. Was it any wonder she’d been off-kilter enough to accept sex with not one, but four men, more than fulfilling her deepest sexual fantasies? Just the thought of it turned her bright red.
    What Ferin must think of her…hell, she didn’t quite know what to think of herself. At the rate she was going, she might want to start looking for a career in adult entertainment. Four men?
    “Adrian, Matthias, you can see she’s alright. Why don’t you let me take it from here?” Ferin waited until his brothers left, grumbling and poking at one another. “They demanded to see that you weren’t suffering any ill effects from last night.”
    “I’m not.” She sat up clutching the sheet beneath her arms and sipped at the coffee he held for her, trying to think of what to say and blundering. “Okay, I’m a bit embarrassed at what I did. You caught me off guard,” she said defensively, and saw his mouth quirk. Damn, even that had her heart racing. “I just, I don’t have sex…like that.”
    “Like what? With Dracon?”
    Oh hell, he looked offended.
    “With four men , you jackass.” His mood cleared and he laughed. “I love when that prim voice of yours denigrates into sexy, frank talk. You have no idea how hard you make me. Constantly,” he murmured and placed one of her hands over his growing erection.
    Damn. Her embarrassment was swiftly turning into desire.
    Impossible, yet there it was.
    “I want to fuck you right now, long and slow,” he rasped, and her womb clenched. “But we’ve much to discuss. I need you to know what last night really meant.”
    She slowly lowered the coffee to the tray, uneasy because she knew, on a deeper level, that last night had been unusual for him as