Shane: Dragon’s Savior – Ménage Erotic Fantasy (Dragon's Savior Book 4)

Shane: Dragon’s Savior – Ménage Erotic Fantasy (Dragon's Savior Book 4) by Kathi S. Barton

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messed with their plans, whatever those might have been. As I said, I was a mistake.” Shane stood up now, having been seated on the steps. As he made his way to her, she backed up. Keion moved toward her with him, and she felt her body tense up again. But she felt it was important that the witch knew what she felt. “Erin and I didn’t see each other a lot over the last few hundred years. I heard about her, but didn’t have a lot of contact; not that she would have allowed it. She would tell anyone she knew that she had been chosen by the royal family. Chosen as what? Who knows? I’m pretty sure that’s what got her into trouble. That and her inability to stay low.”
    Keion was standing with them now. Ariannona had stood up as well. They looked like friends, she supposed, embarking on some adventure together to have some fun. But they were anything but that; she wasn’t even sure that she liked them yet. Lelani didn’t have any friends. She’d been without them for too long to know how to have fun with these people.
    “She didn’t have one. A mark, I mean.” Now Lelani looked at Kiaran when he spoke. “She sent me her thoughts, memories, and magic, so I know just about every detail of her life. She had a little magic, so you know. Not nearly as much as you, but there was no mark on her. Not from my parents at least. She’d had a tat put on when she was about fourteen, but it was painful for her so it was never finished. But she knew about yours. Her tattoo would have been pretty, colorful, and well done, but it wasn’t put on her by magic, and she certainly didn’t have the power that you have, as I said. I think, as do the rest of us, that you were meant to have it all.”
    “No, I wasn’t born first.” The other man, Essie’s mate and holder of the dragon, Asher, asked her what that had to do with it. “You’re king, king of the dragons, right? And the firstborn. Do you suppose that you’re king simply because you’re stronger? Braver? Or that simply because, as I said, you’re firstborn?”
    Asher, clearly embarrassed, said he had no idea how that would have worked had he been second or last, but it did. He nodded to the others, Kiaran and Ariannona, and they all three moved away from her. She nearly turned to leave, thinking that she’d had enough, when she was boxed in again. She found that Roger, too, had left her when she looked for him to help her. Her mates; she knew as well as they did what she was to them.
    Shane was standing too close again, and so was his other half. She knew what they were, how they were one person when need be. It was all her mother had spoken of when she’d come back from her trips to see them. When Keion touched his fingers to her arm, Lelani felt her sigil burn, not painfully, but like it needed to be touched. Like all of her needed to be touched.
    “Do you have any idea how long we’ve waited for you? How we’ve thought of you coming to us? Since the others have gotten their mates, it’s been all we’ve talked about. It was scary, I will admit that much to you, but we were excited as well.” Keion moved closer, and Shane, now at her back, was touching her as well. Keion touched his mouth to her throat as he continued. “The two of us, we’ll take very good care of you if you’ll let us. You will, won’t you, Lelani? We’ll share you too, with each other, whenever you’ll have us.”
    “I don’t want you, either of you.” Even to her own ears, it sounded breathless, like whatever words spilled from her mouth were in direct contrast to how she really felt. “I’m not what you think I am. I’m rude and mean. I don’t like people, and I hate being confined. You’re touching me again.”
    “We are. I think you’re enjoying it too, aren’t you? How do you feel with us touching you? Overheated? I am…hard. I bet that your nipples are as hard as stones right now.” She felt wonderful, like she was being pressed between two very warm blankets. But

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