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21 " Dragon shifters from other clans would be worse than wolves if they found us. I can fight off wolves—even a pack. At least one that small.” She ignored his subtle jab about the pack. Harder to ignore how his mouth kicked up at the corner in a barely-there smile. Did he think he’d just won a point? Silly dragon. "
― Abigail Owen , The Rogue King (Inferno Rising, #1)
22 " This doesn’t seem like a great time to stop for a daydream, reptile boy.” Her voice drifted through the brush. “Which way?” How many euphemisms for “dragon” could she come up with? "
23 " Her heart thundered away against the inside of her ribs, the sound loud in the relative silence of the room and the flutter pulsing against his skin between their clothes. Her breathing pushed her breasts against her shirt. Against him. Despite the fear pumping adrenaline through her system, she gazed at him with wide eyes that showed an inexplicable trust that grated against him like a sandpaper sponge bath.“What are you going to do to me?” she whispered.Almost like she was daring him.“You’re a mate,” he said.“So?”“Mates are like catnip to my kind—an obsession, a driving urge to find our own. What if I took you now, claimed you, pushed my fire into you?”Her lips fell open on a silent gasp, but fear didn’t reflect back at him even still. “You’d kill me if you aren’t my destined mate.”So, someone had at least warned her of the deadly consequences should the wrong man try to turn her. Had she listened? He squeezed her wrists a little harder, pressing into her so she couldn’t mistake the heavy cock pressing into her belly. “Yes.”“You’d lose a part of your soul as well,” she pointed out.He allowed his lips to tip up in what he fully intended to be a menacing smile. “Perhaps it’s worth it.”She stared back at him for a long minute. Then, suddenly, her heart quieted, her breathing slowed, her body relaxing under his. “Go ahead.”She was fucking daring him. Inside his head, his dragon growled, but not a warning, more like approval. The animal side of him liked this woman.That scared the hell out of him enough to have him fighting the foreign urge to scramble off her.When he said nothing, she tipped her head. “Just like I thought. All bark.”Bulls facing off against a matador in a ring dealt with less provocation than this woman was daring to throw at him.“You talk a good game,” she continued. “But you won’t hurt me.”Irritation spiked and swirled with a rushing need that had gripped him since the second she’d stepped in front of him in the hangar and he’d recognized her.Drake slammed his mouth over hers, his kiss both full of frustration, but also determined to frighten her into some semblance of self-preservation. He kissed her harshly, wildly, even as he continued to pin her to the bed.Except she didn’t whimper or turn away or struggle. Instead, Cami opened her mouth and licked the full seam of his lips, demanding entrance.Fuck.Gods help him, he opened, tangling his tongue with hers, reveling in the give and take. Her flavor melted across his tongue, sweet and tart at the same time, imprinting on his mind.A glow vaguely penetrated his senses behind his closed eyes, followed by a burst of heat that seemed to be originating from her.Almost as fast as it happened, Drake jerked back with a hiss, staring at a glowing spot under her white tank top. The source of the heat.Definitely a dragon mate. Which meant off-limits. Another shifter’s mate.With a groan he rolled away from her, flopping to his back, and flung an arm over his eyes, doing his damnedest to convince his dick to get its head out of the game. “You need to get out of here. "
― Abigail Owen , The Enforcer (Fire’s Edge, #3)
24 " A peculiar sense of…safety…slid through her. A treacherous idea to entertain. I shouldn’t trust this. Despite that logical thought, tense muscles she hadn’t even realized she was clenching released, loosening up, and she grinned. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re hot as a giant lizard? And I don’t mean because of the fire.” He snorted, though she wasn’t sure if the sound indicated a laugh or derision. “Dragon.” His voice boomed, echoing inside her head, and Kasia slapped her hands over her ears in a futile attempt to make it stop. “That’s right, you’re telepathic now,” she muttered more to herself. A handful of centuries learning dragon facts had not prepared her for the up close and personal encounter. “Only when I’m in this form.” She cringed as the sound of his voice sent splinters of pain through her head. “Yeah. I know. Turn down the volume, raptor boy. "
25 " Ladon stepped into her path.With a sneer, she ran her gaze over him, sizing him up. Then she lifted a single eyebrow, obviously having found him wanting. Ladon shoved aside the irritation that unusual reaction drew from him. "You're not going near her."She crossed her arms, clearly unimpressed. "You're not going to stop me.""Who the hell are you?" He didn't like repeating himself. Skylar smiled, those fantasy-inducing lips tipping up in a grim delight. "I'm Kasia's sister. "
26 " Then she gasped as he lunged for her. Only he didn’t pounce or bite. Instead, he snaked over to her and rubbed his snout against her side. “Whoa!” she said as the animal he turned into—still out of control, still driven entirely by elemental needs—communicated his concern and anger through physical touch that she’d put herself in danger. Something Brand had held himself back from doing when in human form, able to apply logic. “Um? What’s going on?” Clearly having a massive, horned creature snuggle Kasia up was a disconcerting experience. "
27 " Legend held that the man who captured a phoenix would be blessed. Unable to put a foot wrong. Every choice the right one. Every action leading to greater fortune. Except legend had it wrong. The man had to capture the phoenix’s heart. "
28 " Dragons are dangerous, love," he warned in a soft voice. "I suggest you use a little more caution speaking to me. "
― Abigail Owen , The Traitor (Fire's Edge, #5)
29 " How many euphemisms for “dragon” could she come up with? "
30 " I knew she was going to be trouble the second I saw her. "