boulders, his body pressed against hers from shoulder to thigh. Sammi looked into his dark eyes and found him staring at her.
“What is it?”
He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “They’ve found you.”
She tried to run, but he held her steady.
“Nay, Sammi. Trust me.”
But she couldn’t listen. She had seen exactly what they could do. They killed indiscriminately, brutally. Viciously.
“Listen. Listen!” he repeated when she continued to struggle.
Sammi paused and heard the unmistakable sound of a helicopter. She glanced around his shoulder before sliding her gaze back to him. “Oh, my God.”
“They shouldna be on our land. No one flies over Dreagan but us,” he ground out.
She blinked. “We’re on Dreagan?”
“Aye. You left it to go to the village, but you returned when you ran to the mountains.”
Sammi leaned her head back and winced as the sound of the ’copter grew closer and closer. “What do we do?”
“Nothing. They willna find you here.”
She felt his hand alongside her face as his fingers slid into her hair. She forgot all about running with Tristan around. Her lips parted as she longed to kiss him, to run her hands over his sculpted body.
He was gorgeous, imposing. Irresistible, captivating.
Seductive.
With a look or a word, she was putty in his hands. The world seemed to be at his beck and call just waiting for him to tell it what to do.
Sammi was completely and utterly enthralled with the man who was also a dragon. A dragon who had saved her life.
A dragon who made her heart race and her stomach flutter with anticipation and excitement.
“If they do find you, they willna live to hurt you,” he vowed in that seductive timbre of his.
She calmed, because there was no way they could hurt Tristan—her dragon.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The chopper was loud as it hovered near them, and it was all Tristan could do not to lean down and kiss Sammi. He struggled to rein in his desire without succeeding.
Sammi’s hair was like cool silk against his hand. She gazed up at him with passion-filled eyes that made his cock twitch with need.
The mist cocooned them, blocking out everything but the sound. A flash of color had Tristan glancing up to see Rhi smile and point to the sky where she used magic to make it appear as if he was in dragon form and flying away.
The helicopter took the bait and flew away the same instant Rhi disappeared.
Leaving Tristan alone with a woman he couldn’t seem to stop touching. She was an enchantress, luring him in with her charismatic eyes, tempting body, and sinfully full lips.
He knew he should pull away even as he stared into her powder blue eyes and wound her sandy waves around his fingers. Tristan didn’t lie to himself for just one kiss, because he knew one taste of her would never be enough.
Since he first saw her on Dreagan he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind. Her gaze had ensnared him, her delicate touch had mesmerized him, and her courage had fascinated him.
It was too dangerous to give into his desire out in the open. They might be on Dreagan land, but Sammi was still a target.
Tristan dropped his hand and moved away from her. He closed his eyes and fought to contain his raging body. His cock was hard and aching, his body heated and eager.
“What now?” she asked.
Tristan swallowed and kept his back to her. The safest place for her was back at the manor, but that would mean giving her up to Jane to take care of.
He wasn’t ready for that yet. But neither should she remain where she was.
“Isn’t this where you tell me I belong with my sister?” Sammi asked. “How she and everyone will keep me safe?”
Tristan fisted his hands. “That’s what Jane and Banan want me to do.”
“And you don’t?” she asked, a note of surprise raising her voice.
He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck. “There is much you doona understand.”
“I’m getting the picture now,” she said as her voice grew nearer. She
“What is it?”
He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “They’ve found you.”
She tried to run, but he held her steady.
“Nay, Sammi. Trust me.”
But she couldn’t listen. She had seen exactly what they could do. They killed indiscriminately, brutally. Viciously.
“Listen. Listen!” he repeated when she continued to struggle.
Sammi paused and heard the unmistakable sound of a helicopter. She glanced around his shoulder before sliding her gaze back to him. “Oh, my God.”
“They shouldna be on our land. No one flies over Dreagan but us,” he ground out.
She blinked. “We’re on Dreagan?”
“Aye. You left it to go to the village, but you returned when you ran to the mountains.”
Sammi leaned her head back and winced as the sound of the ’copter grew closer and closer. “What do we do?”
“Nothing. They willna find you here.”
She felt his hand alongside her face as his fingers slid into her hair. She forgot all about running with Tristan around. Her lips parted as she longed to kiss him, to run her hands over his sculpted body.
He was gorgeous, imposing. Irresistible, captivating.
Seductive.
With a look or a word, she was putty in his hands. The world seemed to be at his beck and call just waiting for him to tell it what to do.
Sammi was completely and utterly enthralled with the man who was also a dragon. A dragon who had saved her life.
A dragon who made her heart race and her stomach flutter with anticipation and excitement.
“If they do find you, they willna live to hurt you,” he vowed in that seductive timbre of his.
She calmed, because there was no way they could hurt Tristan—her dragon.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The chopper was loud as it hovered near them, and it was all Tristan could do not to lean down and kiss Sammi. He struggled to rein in his desire without succeeding.
Sammi’s hair was like cool silk against his hand. She gazed up at him with passion-filled eyes that made his cock twitch with need.
The mist cocooned them, blocking out everything but the sound. A flash of color had Tristan glancing up to see Rhi smile and point to the sky where she used magic to make it appear as if he was in dragon form and flying away.
The helicopter took the bait and flew away the same instant Rhi disappeared.
Leaving Tristan alone with a woman he couldn’t seem to stop touching. She was an enchantress, luring him in with her charismatic eyes, tempting body, and sinfully full lips.
He knew he should pull away even as he stared into her powder blue eyes and wound her sandy waves around his fingers. Tristan didn’t lie to himself for just one kiss, because he knew one taste of her would never be enough.
Since he first saw her on Dreagan he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind. Her gaze had ensnared him, her delicate touch had mesmerized him, and her courage had fascinated him.
It was too dangerous to give into his desire out in the open. They might be on Dreagan land, but Sammi was still a target.
Tristan dropped his hand and moved away from her. He closed his eyes and fought to contain his raging body. His cock was hard and aching, his body heated and eager.
“What now?” she asked.
Tristan swallowed and kept his back to her. The safest place for her was back at the manor, but that would mean giving her up to Jane to take care of.
He wasn’t ready for that yet. But neither should she remain where she was.
“Isn’t this where you tell me I belong with my sister?” Sammi asked. “How she and everyone will keep me safe?”
Tristan fisted his hands. “That’s what Jane and Banan want me to do.”
“And you don’t?” she asked, a note of surprise raising her voice.
He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck. “There is much you doona understand.”
“I’m getting the picture now,” she said as her voice grew nearer. She
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