warriors to capture and serve justice on the liaths.
Every one of those bastards was caught and killed—"
Zane's words stopped short as his body went taut beneath her. His head
cocked to the side as he gazed out the door with anger.
"What is it? I can't hear a thing."
Almost distractedly, like he was listening to something else, he spoke
and shattered any sense of calm she'd found.
"All dragons can talk telepathically. Two of your friends have been
taken."
****
Zane froze as he heard Dimitri's telepathic message.
Eilagh and Becky have been
taken by rogues. Guard remaining females.
He knew when the group of four dragons had left the clan in search of
females a few days ago that it was destined to end poorly. They all knew that
Dimitri had already taken warriors out to search the entirety of The Land of
Feury. What Clan Leader wouldn't do everything in his power to alleviate the
sudden problem of having no Desireds ? Zane guessed
Huro, the leader of the rogues, had heard about the Great Wind having visited.
He tightened his grip on Binda, his precious Desired, as she
straightened in his lap.
"What is it? I can't hear a thing."
He would never lie to her. Honesty was important. Even before the
plague, he'd prized honesty in both himself and others.
"All dragons can talk telepathically. Two of your friends have been
taken."
Quicker than he could grab her, she flew from his lap. He telepathically
called his brother from the clinic as he followed their Desired. With
kidnappers on the loose, there was no way he would allow her to rush off on her
own unprotected. Where did she think she was going anyway?
Moments after she disappeared out of the library door he heard her grunt
along with the sound of her thudding against something solid. Running through
the doorway after her he stopped short when he saw her wrapped in Baxter's
embrace.
"Easy there, precious one, where are you rushing off to?"
Binda's hands moved up to the Baxter's chest, and then her shoulders
bunched as she pushed against him, trying to free herself. Zane knew how good
it felt to have her in his arms, so there was no way in hell Baxter would
release her. He bet she'd feel even better lodged between them. Naked. With that thought in mind he moved in behind Binda,
pressing her firmly against Baxter. He felt the tremor run through her as his
now hard cock came into contact with her incredibly lush ass. His mind
instantly clouded with thoughts of sliding deep within her. Of having her
naked, hot, wet, and writhing between them.
"Where do you think I'm going? My friends are in trouble!"
Her reminder of the present danger helped to clear his mind. A little. He still couldn't resist lowering his head to her
neck to nuzzle the soft fragrant flesh there. She smelt like dewberries, and it
was his new favorite scent.
"We won't allow you to go after them—"
Zane felt her stiffen as she cut off Baxter with a growl. She shrugged
away from Zane's touch, and he stepped back as he could sense her desperation
for some space.
"You won't allow me? Who
the hell do you think you are? I am my own woman. I go where I choose, when I
choose." Through gritted teeth she finished, "I will never again be
dictated to. Not by any one."
The look she gave Baxter must have been pure fury as Baxter released her
and stepped back, with an almost comical shocked look on his face. Binda spun
on her heel and stormed off down the hallway. The obvious anger running through
her system made her hips sway in the most seductive manner. Damn, they really
needed to get her in their bed. Shaking his head to clear his lustful thoughts,
he took off after her, with Baxter by his side.
"Damn female. I was just trying to protect her. She's too precious
to risk."
"I know, brother. I can't handle losing another female I care for. I
honestly don't think my soul could bear it."
Without breaking stride, his big brother gripped his shoulder and gave
it a squeeze.
"I feel exactly the same way."
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