About A Dragon. G.A. Aiken

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      “LET ME GO”

      He stared down at her for several moments. “You hurt me.”

      “Good.”

      “Are you supposed to hurt the one who saves your life?”

      She rolled her eyes. Am I actually having this conversation? “Probably not.” He raised one dark silver brow in question and she growled in annoyance. “You can’t be serious.”

      “Of course I am.”

      She glared at him, but said nothing.

      “I’m waiting.”

      Dammit. If she didn’t say anything, he’d keep her like this for ages. And having this fiend so close to her barely clothed body was making her extremely uncomfortable. Finally, she spit out, “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

      “That was…better. I suppose. And yet—”

      “Yet what?”

      He settled down against her, and that was when Talaith realized he’d placed himself between her legs. The only thing between them at the moment was her very thin and worn nightdress.

      “I don’t feel you really mean it.”

      “What?”

      “You say the words, but you don’t mean the words.”

      “Really? Well, I mean these…get the bloody hell off me!”

      ABOUT A DRAGON

      G.A. AIKEN

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      Copyright © 2006 by Shelly Laurenston

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      To my dad,

       the angriest dragon of them all.

      You have no idea how much I miss you.

      Dear Reader:

      You know, it’s not every day that you get the chance to write about someone so blindingly arrogant, so irritatingly superior that you can’t believe anyone would find him attractive. And yet, for every dragon, there is a mate. But someone like Briec the Mighty needs more than just a typical female to keep his arrogance in check. He needs Talaith.

      Originally published in 2006 under the title “The Distressing Damsel,” ABOUT A DRAGON is one of those stories that is very close to my heart. I’ve always loved dragons, but there’s something extra special about Briec and his mighty arrogance.

      Like Talaith, I fell for this silver dragon who’s not quite sure why humans exist. He’s endearing. Like the large dog in your yard that won’t do anything you say, but who you still love anyway.

      And Talaith…well, Talaith is a dangerous woman with lots of secrets. But, as typical with most dragons, when it comes to what they want, Briec won’t stop until he finds out everything about the dark beauty with the acid tongue.

      This is Book 2 in my Dragon Kin series and I hope you enjoy it and the little teaser to brother Gwenvael’s story.

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      Chapter 21

      Chapter 22

      Chapter 23

      Chapter 24

      Chapter 25

      Chapter 26

      Chapter 27

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      “Come with me,” he ordered.

      Big brown eyes slowly looked up at him in surprise. Then she muttered, almost to herself, “Good gods, the trees have started moving on their own.”

      “Pardon?”

      “Nothing. Just referring to your rather…unholy size.”

      He glanced down at his human body. He actually found it small, almost puny…like most humans. And he found her downright tiny.

      Shaking his head, he decided to figure all that out later.

      “Come with me.” He smiled. “I desire to have you.”

      How could he not? She was beautiful. Clearly from Alsandair, her soft brown skin told him of many ancestors living under the hot desert suns. Her hair, though, was darker than the few desert people he’d seen over his long lifetime. Almost black and a riot of soft, silky curls, reaching down her back and swaying against what he considered an amazing ass.

      “That’s…uh…charming. But I’m almost positive my husband would have a problem with that.” She tried to walk around him, but he stepped in front of her.

      “Husband?”

      “Aye. Husband.”

      “The slow-witted one that’s been following you? I thought he was your servant.”

      She snorted, then quickly looked down at the ground. Covering her mouth with one small hand, she remained silent for several seconds. Finally, she focused on him again, but he could see the laughter in her eyes. “Yes. That’s the one. But he is my husband. Not my servant. Although some days…” He expected her to be insulted for her mate. She wasn’t. Good. It gave him hope.

      “Well, you deserve better than that. You deserve me. So come with me.”

      Her smile was slow in coming, but once it turned into a full grin, he thought his weak human knees would give out. He’d never seen anything so beautiful before.

      “My, my. That’s a lot of arrogance you have in that very large body. How do you fit your head through doors?”

      “I’m arrogant because I know I can offer you more than that rodent? Is that arrogance or honesty?”

      She shook her head. “Who are you?”

      “Come with me and find out.”

      “No. No. I’ll not be traipsing off with any strange knights this day. Although I appreciate the offer.”

      She walked around him, muttering to herself, “I’ll have to write this day down