PART OF THE BEASTMASTER PAX
Leilani Aster and her sister are the last of the descendants of a powerful Druid. An old enemy is determined to destroy them. Lani must call upon her ex-lover, Aleksandar Lyaksandro--the powerful leader of the shapeshifting Dragon Order--for help. She'd been betrayed by Zander once before. Can they get beyond their past to save their future?
In this scene, Lani has left the house, thinking to confront the enemy on her own and thereby keep her sister out of danger.
Twenty minutes later, Leilani was pretty sure she’d made a mistake in leaving, but she kept doggedly pushing forward. Going back to face Zander wasn’t an option. She couldn’t think around him, especially since every time she turned around he was kissing her.
She pushed aside the thought that she’d been the one to instigate that last...kiss. She snorted. Kiss. They would have been doing the horizontal mambo if Terik hadn’t interrupted.
And she just wasn’t ready to go there again with Zander. He was too arrogant, too sexy, too heavy-handed, too sexy, too intractable, too sexy...
She let out a groan. Oh, Goddess. She was in so much trouble.
Leilani stopped and leaned her shoulder against the solid trunk of a pine tree. Taking deep breaths, she gulped in air and thrust her cold hands in her armpits. She had to be at an elevation of at least nine thousand feet, and there was a lot more ground to cover.
She turned and looked over her shoulder at the way she’d come. She’d taken a meandering trail through the trees, trying to make it more difficult for anyone to find her, because she knew as soon as her note was discovered, Zander at least would be out tracking her.
He demanded absolute obedience. It was one of the things that had been the start of many an argument between them, that she wouldn’t just sit back and do whatever he told her. She wanted to know why and when and how.
And if she could do something herself, without his help, she did.
She dragged her thoughts away from the past. Seeing the beauty before her, a smile lifted her lips. No wonder the dragons loved it up here so much. Not only were they on a mountain—the greatest source of their power—but they were high up in the sky where they could spread their wings and really soar. The air was crisp and clean, scented with pine and earth.
She could live here forever.
Her smile faded. The only way she could live here was if she and Zander were bonded. And at the rate things were going between them, she didn’t see that happening any time soon, if ever. She wouldn’t be the only one making compromises in the relationship. Not again.
And until he believed her that nothing had happened between her and that bastard Sinjun, nothing more would happen between her and Zander.
If she could just keep her hands off of him long enough...
“Aargh!” Leilani kicked her heel against the tree. “Stop it, Lani. Just stop it.”
She took another breath and pushed away from the pine, and started climbing up the hill again. She’d taken maybe a dozen steps when she heard something above her, the sound of flapping wings.
Big flapping wings.
Tilting her head back, she shielded her eyes from the glare of the sun and watched through the branches of the towering trees as the large red dragon circled overhead. He was looking down at her, and even from here she could see the irritated bristle of the spines along his tail.
Tempted to run, she glanced behind her at the trail she’d forged and knew she’d never make it. Zander would land and chase her down as a man—longer legs and a better toned body would guarantee he’d catch her quickly. She was already having trouble breathing due to her exertion and the lower oxygen content of the high altitude air. She wouldn’t get very far trying to run.
Plus it would make her look like she was afraid of him and she wasn’t. Not really. She was hesitant to face his anger, but she knew he’d set himself ablaze before he’d hurt her.
Leilani heaved a sigh and kept going, knowing as soon as Zander could find a place to land he’d meet up with her.
Within ten minutes she reached a small clearing on the hillside. Zander stood waiting for her, arms crossed over his bare chest and an irritated scowl on his face. The rest of him was bare, too, and just as aggravated.
She held up one hand. “Before you say anything, I can explain.” She slowed and came to a stop several feet away from him.
One dark eyebrow rose. Dropping his arms to his sides, he stalked toward her, muscles bunching and flexing, rigid cock bobbing with each step.
Leilani reflexively took a step backward, then pulled up short. She would not let him bully her. She wouldn’t...
He yanked her into his arms and crushed her mouth with his. His lips punished, and he growled, a low reverberation coming from deep in his throat. When he pulled back, he cupped her face in his and stared into her eyes. His own eyes glittered, the slitted pupils and gold-green irises reflecting the heightened emotions of the dragon within.
A faint smell of sulphur lingered, a remnant from his transformation from his dragon form. But there was also that scent of cloves and musky male that still had the power to drive her libido into overdrive. Her body tightened, her nipples drawing into taut peaks, her pussy instantly wet.
Copyright ©2007 Sherrill Quinn. All Rights Reserved.
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