Brown, Berengaria - Dragons Redeemed [Dragon Lovers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Berengaria Brown Page A

a haven for dragon shape-shifters, hence the name, ‘The Magic Dragon Museum.’ They have to rest in statue form some of the time, and this is where they do that. But one of the new directors of the museum, Teivel, wants to use the shape-shifters to steal artworks from other museums. The plan is that our dragons will be hired out for exhibitions. Then they commit the perfect crime, stealing an artwork, giving it to Teivel, and shifting back into statue form. We aim to prevent him from doing this. The first step is to improve the security here, so no one can get in that we don’t want to come in.”
    What Mallory had just said made a weird kind of sense to Trudy. But she’d met some pretty strange people on the streets, and none of them were shape-shifters—although a few may have thought they were when under the influence of something illegal. “I think we all agree the existing locks are useless. But shape-shifters I’m not so sure about. Why don’t you shapeshift right now for me,” said Trudy pointing at a blond man who’d stayed in the background up until now.
    “Me?”
    “Yes, you.”
    “Go on, Penllyn, do as the lady says,” said the redhead.
    The blond dropped the jeans he still hadn’t zipped up, stepped in front of Trudy and—disappeared. She looked down at the floor, and there was a wooden statue, maybe two feet tall, solid-looking, and made of a pale wood with really pretty markings on it. Hesitantly, Trudy stepped forward a few inches, bent down, and picked him up. He was very heavy. When she turned him around and looked at his head, she could see the likeness to the blond in the shape of his face. She’d seen him do the trick, but it was still very hard to understand. “Do those wings work? Can you fly?”
    “Of course they work, but not in statue form.” The voice was cross and raspy, and came from the man she’d kneed in the balls. Trudy hid a smile. It looked like she had hit him hard enough, he was just tougher than her previous assailants.
    “You stay right where you are,” Trudy told the statue. “Now you,”—she pointed to the black-haired man with striking blue eyes—“why don’t you show me how you can fly.”
    “You’re a feisty one to be sure. I’d like to see you in our bed someday soon,” he said. Then very deliberately, he lowered his jeans, stroking his cock as it came free.
    Hadn’t any of these people heard of underwear? Although, to be fair, it was a very nice cock. Very nice indeed.
    “Hurry up, Daegan,” said the redhead.
    “Jealous, are you?” taunted Daegan, kicking his jeans off. He stood very still, and then he was gone. Automatically Trudy looked down at the floor, expecting to see another little statue there, only to have wings zip past her face as a dragon—a real dragon!—flew around her body and around her again and again.
    “Okay, I’ve got the message. You can all turn into people again, but for Christ’s sake put some clothing on.”
    Trudy walked over to the couch and sank down on it. This evening hadn’t gone at all as she’d been expecting. She’d thought she’d talk a little about the security systems that needed to be installed, maybe have a cup of coffee, and be all done in half an hour. But now her head was in a whirl and discussing security—how she earned her living—was on the backburner compared to discussing shape-shifting dragons. She was still at least a tiny bit convinced there must have been marijuana in the cookie she’d eaten that afternoon, and now she was tripping out. But then again, she didn’t think she could imagine four naked men, and dragon shape-shifters at that, even with a hallucinogen.
    “It is a bit of a shock, but it’s surprising how soon you get used to the idea,” said Mallory, joining her on the couch.
    “All I need to do is get the new security installed, and then I’m out of here,” said Trudy.
    “Well, no, I’m afraid not. You’ve seen us and know our secret now. Besides, we think