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neither had even asked to ride on his back. That made him more than a little suspicious.

Everyone was in a good mood after the victory. Two other Dark Sorcerers had been

eliminated. One captured, the other died trying to destroy the wall closest to the

mountain. That one had obviously been a lesser Sorcerer, but the others were a little

harder to figure out. Why had they stuck around the village so long? Getting the

generator didn’t seem like a goal worth dying for. He had no idea if one of these men

had allied with Doria or if she was behind it all. Most people expected Dark Sorcerers to

be male. She could be using that as a ruse to lessen the appearance of her guilt. He’d

have to think about that, but later. Now Jaeson and Meagan had his attention.

They were up to something. It was something involving him if the sultry glances

Meagan sent him were any indication. Her black hair gleamed under the moonlight and

she smiled. Her lips glistened wetly in the light. He wanted to peel her out of her

clothes and lick and stroke every curve and plane of her light brown skin. But he knew

they needed to talk about what had been discovered about the spell generators. That

didn’t mean he couldn’t torment them both with a little touching while Jaeson told

them the latest news.

“Inside. We have things to talk about and that wasn’t the shortest battle we’ve ever

fought.” Samiel curved an arm around Meagan’s waist.

He guided her to the lair. He waved his hand dispelling both the shield and the

illusion protecting the entrance to their home. Meagan strolled down the tunnel toward

the main room. He could tell she was tired, but still too energized from the battle to

sleep. That was good. He didn’t want her falling asleep when he made love to her.

When she went over to the dark blue couch and flopped onto it, he just followed her.

She tucked a pillow under her head and wriggled onto her side. She looked comfortable

and he couldn’t resist joining her. He slid onto the couch behind her. With a satisfied

sigh, he tightened his arm around her waist. She looked over her shoulder and shook

her head.

“All right, Jaeson, tell us what you’ve discovered before Samiel’s hand starts

wandering.” Meagan winked at Jaeson.

“How come he gets to be next to you and I don’t?” Jaeson took a seat on the

opposite couch.

“Because he’s an opportunistic dragon and the couch isn’t big enough, otherwise

you’d be over here too. And that’s in spite of the fact that we need to talk and whenever

we’re this close, not much talking gets done.” Meagan couldn’t keep the laughter out of

her voice.

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“Well, that is true.” Jaeson grinned.

Samiel growled. “Get to it.”

“Touchy dragon.” Jaeson stretched his legs out and looked at the ceiling for a

moment. “They weren’t after the shields. Not for the capabilities of the shield as we

believed.”

“They why did they want the shield generators?” Meagan frowned.

Samiel couldn’t see the downturn of her lips, but he could hear it. He was just as

confused as she was. What had the Dark Sorcerers been after? He traced his hand from

her stomach to her thigh and back again. He loved the warmth of her body, but would

rather not have her dark gray shirt and the thick, durable fabric of her black pants in his

way. His mind automatically turned to what he’d like to do to her. His first goal was to

get her out of these clothes.

“There are pieces, orbs, inside the generator. The only known reference calls them

focus stones. The stone enhance the power of a spell. They wanted those. Like the

generators, it usually takes more than one to anchor a spell but when they do work,

they can be hard to stop. The stones can’t be destroyed.” Jaeson grimaced.

“No wonder they were after them. I wonder if they have any others.” Meagan sat

up and Samiel’s hand slid to her thigh.

“I don’t know. We’ll have to find Doria’s haven. She has to be hiding somewhere.

The other vampires and dragons will be looking for more ancient tools holding those.

We don’t want them falling into the wrong hands, especially when we don’t know how

they were created,” Jaeson said.

“We’ll have to do some research after we finish the battle with Doria.” Meagan

slipped out of Samiel’s arms. “Now it’s time to see just how fully healed our dragon

really is.”

“I’m fine. What do you need me to do to prove it? I can transform and show you

that even my dragon form is whole and unmarked as it should be.” Samiel rose. His

head tilted and he frowned.

He didn’t mind reassuring her, but he didn’t know how much patience he could

summon tonight. Her caution and the way she looked at him as if she thought he might

collapse was a little irritating. Especially when he knew she could see that he was whole

and healthy.

“I know that you’re not exactly happy about this, but I need to see and touch you to

make it real. Please try to be calm and patient. Besides that, you know you’re going to

enjoy this once you get over your pique.” She put her hands on her hips.

She looked absolutely gorgeous with the flags of red flying on her cheeks. He bit

back a smile because he knew she wouldn’t appreciate it.

“I can show you that it’s real.” He sat and slid his eyes down over her breasts to her

hips.

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“I’ll get my own proof, Samiel. Now, are you going to cooperate with us?” She

cocked an eyebrow and held out her hand to him.

He took her hand because he’d use any opportunity to touch her. He looked from

her to Jaeson. “Us?”

“Do you think I can find you on the ground, seriously hurt, and simply shrug it off?

I need this as much as she does. Now get over to the bed or I can carry you.” Jaeson

came off the couch in a fluid rush. In a few steps, he stood beside Meagan. His fingers

brushed over Samiel’s cheek.

Samiel put his hand over Jaeson’s. He couldn’t resist giving them the time and

reassurance they wanted. “No need to carry me. I’ll walk over to the bed. Do you want

me to take off my clothes?”

“No, we’ll do that. Stand over by the bed.” Meagan’s smile widened and he could

tell she was relieved.

“You like giving orders, my witch.” Samiel’s hand glided over her buttocks.

He’d love to show her how much fun taking his commands could be. She wanted

him. He could smell her hunger. His cock pressed against the front of his pants and he

held back a groan. It wasn’t a good idea to think about that when he suspected there

wouldn’t be any relief until they’d assured themselves that he was all right.

“No touching for you right now.” Jaeson grabbed Samiel’s hand. “If you like, I can

touch her while we’re checking you.”

Samiel glowered at Jaeson, but he could see that Meagan was amused by it. She bit

her lip and kept from laughing, but the amusement in her eyes was plain to see. He

wanted to grab her and turn those eyes slumberous with desire. He wanted to pick her

up and feel those long legs wrap around him. He took a deep breath. It was going to be

sheer torture to keep his hands and mouth off her until they were satisfied he was

healthy.

He strode over to the bed, determined to get this done as soon as possible. Meagan

glided up beside him. She rose on tiptoes and her hands fisted in his shirt. Her light

brown skin seemed even darker against the black cloth of his shirt. As her lips neared

his, he had to resist the urge to lace his fingers into her hair and pull her close. Almost

too lightly, her lips brushed across his. His mouth opened, but she didn’t deepen the

kiss. She pulled back and smiled at him. He growled and his hands settled on her hips.

She laughed softly and tugged free of his loose hold. His eyes narrowed, but he did

release her. He just hoped she knew how close he was to grabbing her and carrying her

to bed. Once he finished, she’d be reassured. He’d make sure of it.

She let her fingers trail down the front of his shirt. Samiel concentrated on breathing

evenly. They hadn’t even started undressing him yet. He tensed as he felt a hand brush

over his cock. He looked down and saw Jaeson’s hand gliding up and down over the

cloth-covered ridge. His hips rocked forward. Samiel didn’t know how long he was

going to be able to hold onto his control if Jaeson kept doing that. He’d go over the edge

before they even finished getting him out of his clothes.

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Jaeson’s hands trailed away from Samiel’s cock. It was both a relief and frustrating.

He wanted to feel those hands, but he knew that they hadn’t been satisfied yet.

Meagan’s fingers slipped the first of the buttons free. His shirt gaped open as she

continued to unfasten the buttons. When the last fastening slipped free, he shrugged

out of the shirt and let it fall to the floor. He stood tensely. He ached to feel her hands

on him or even better, her body moving against his. Her fingertips traced over his

stomach and moved slowly upward. Her touch felt like fire and seared through him.

She leaned close and dropped kisses over the hard planes of his chest. She turned her

head and pressed her cheek to him. He felt a fine tremor roll through her. At that

moment, he realized that this wasn’t just an opportunity to tease. She really needed to

see and feel that he was here. His arms closed around her and he pulled her against

him.

“I’m fine.” His lips brushed over her head.

“I told you we needed to see for ourselves,” Jaeson said. His hands cupped Samiel’s

buttocks. His fingers flexed and they held Meagan between them. “Do you know how

scary it was to come out of the portal and find you on the ground? You looked broken.”

Samiel included Jaeson in the embrace. “I’m whole and healthy, but you can both

assure yourselves of it.”

He released them and held out his arms as if he was giving them free rein. As soon

as Jaeson moved back, Meagan stepped to the side giving him room to finish with

Samiel’s pants. She glided behind Samiel and ran her hands over his butt, cupping and

squeezing.

“Now lay on the bed.” She drew her hands up his back to his shoulders.

“Not until you and Jaeson lose at least some of your clothes. I want to look while

you’re torturing me.” He raised an eyebrow and simply stood there waiting. This

wasn’t something he was going to compromise on.

“Do you think we should give the dragon what he wants?” Meagan glanced over at

Jaeson.

“I’d like to see you naked.” Jaeson smiled and his eyes ran down to her breasts.

“I’m not surprised.” She grinned.

They were smiling and playing, getting more relaxed.

She peeled out of her shirt and dropped it to the floor. He couldn’t take his eyes off

her. It was almost impossible to control the urge to reach out and touch her. Looking

over at Jaeson, he realized that Jaeson was just as entranced by the sight. Jaeson merely

stared. He hadn’t even taken off his shirt. Samiel just hoped they both realized that their

time for reassuring touches was limited.

“Your clothes off and you on the bed.” Meagan put her hand on her hip and looked

first to Jaeson and then to Samiel.

She was enjoying this time of being in control. Samiel shook his head, but sprawled

on the bed. He laced his fingers behind his head, because he didn’t know if he had the

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control to keep them to himself once both of them got close. He tried to think of

anything but what they might do, but his mind seemed locked on the possibilities. He

watched as Jaeson skinned out of his clothes. Jaeson was in such a rush that buttons

flew and Samiel heard a distinct rip. Eventually, both of them were naked and moved

to kneel, one on either side of him. He loved the view, but he wanted to do more than

look at them.

Meagan and Jaeson moved at almost the same time. Their hands feathered across

his chest. Kneading and stroking, they touched every part of him within their reach.

Meagan’s fingers drew across his cock, but the caress was fleeting. He almost reached

for them then, but he held back. He wanted to give them what they needed. When

Meagan began trailing kisses across his chest, he didn’t know how much longer he

could last.

“Give me some of those kisses.” Jaeson’s voice held laughter as he lightly tugged

Meagan’s hair.

She rose and laced her arms around Jaeson’s neck. Their lips met softly at first.

Jaeson’s hands cupped her face and held her still. Samiel liked watching it, but he

wanted to feel those lips on him. He let them enjoy the kiss until he saw Jaeson’s hand

cup Meagan’s breasts. The moment he heard her soft moan, he knew that he couldn’t

just watch.

“Hey, the attention’s supposed to be on me,” Samiel growled.

They laughed, but pulled apart and smiled down at him. Jaeson gave her nipple a

parting flick before letting his hands fall back to Samiel’s chest. He drew his fingers

over the darker brown skin of Samiel’s nipple. Samiel hissed as Jaeson traced slow

circles around the dark disc. Meagan’s lips moved down his stomach. Samiel’s muscles

tightened. There wasn’t any way he could keep his control if she got her mouth on him.