the hatchlings when the adults would let me. They were so soft and fluffy, and while still babies, they couldn’t talk yet with their beaks. It takes time for them to learn that skill, so they spoke in my mind, much like the dragons.”
“I’ve never seen a gryphon, but they’re said to be deadly and incredibly powerful creatures.” Kaden’s grip tightened on her hand.
“They are both, but if you know how to approach them from a position of strength, they will sometimes accept you. My father taught me how to gain their respect and a few of the mated pairs allowed me to play with their young. I was just a child then myself, of course.”
“So your playmates were baby gryphons?” Marcus looked impressed. “No wonder you’re such a formidable woman.”
“Me?” She laughed outright. “I’m hardly formidable. I’m only a serving wench after all.”
Kaden tugged her closer to his warm body. “You are so much more, Lucy. More than you realize.”
His lips settled on hers with delicate urgency, testing first to see if she would accept his kiss. Giving in to her own deepest desires, she settled into the kiss, cataloging every touch, every caress, every sweep of his daring tongue, against the moment when she would wake from this dream.
All too soon, he released her, though he didn’t let her go far. One strong hand continued to hold hers, while the other settled at her waist. She could feel the heat of his fingers through her thin dress. It did something to her insides, making her belly quiver in a way that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. It felt like magic, only different.
“You taste sweeter than I would have dreamed, Lucy. I’m so glad Rey found you.”
The intensity in his eyes was hard to answer. She realized Marcus still held her other hand, and she looked at him with shocked eyes, but he was smiling.
“My impetuous friend may be rushing things, but I’m inclined to do the same. It’s hard to hold back when heaven might be right before your eyes.” Marcus sounded almost philosophical, but his tone was deep and mysterious, his eyes dancing with lights of 28
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pleasure as he leaned closer. Before she knew what was happening, his lips were on hers. Again. When she’d promised herself she wouldn’t let it happen. She gave up thinking as his tongue swept in as if it owned her, taking up where Kaden left off and driving her higher still. The two men together were a potent combination. Was it shameful of her to accept another man’s kiss so soon after learning the taste of Kaden? Was it wrong to enjoy them both? Her head was spinning. An amused female voice sounded through her mind. “ Is it really so hard to understand, little sister? You could be the mate of this family. You could be the tie that binds us all together.”
Marcus ended the kiss, his gaze seeking hers as he drew back. “Don’t let her frighten you off. Linea,” he addressed the watchful dragon with a glance, “don’t pressure her.”
The female dragon snorted delicately, a spiral of smoke heading for the high ceiling.
“ The girl needs to understand she can have you both.”
The thought tantalized as she looked from one knight to the other. Both of these incredible men were looking at her as a potential mate. The idea was staggering, though her conversations with Marcus should have prepared her for it. Kaden stroked one finger along her hip. “It’s a rare woman that can hear dragon speech. You like Rey and Linea, don’t you?”
She nodded, still being cautious. “Yes, but—”
“And you don’t hold disgust for either one of us.” Marcus’s eyes twinkled as he teased her. “Do you?”
“No, but—”
“Then there’s no reason for us not to see where this might lead,” Kaden said in a determined voice.
“No pressure though,” Marcus assured her, as if reminding them all. “We like you a great deal, Lucia. You’ve already proven your care for our dragon partners