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Nix's eyebrows shot up and her mouth dropped open as she stared
at Cort's amused face in shock. "You're not mad at me?"
"I'm mad at you for putting yourself in danger. No matter what
you think, there will always be someone stronger than you, and you
won't know who that is until it's too late. But I'm not mad at you for
standing your ground. I think it's hot."
Nix was surprised when Cort rolled to one side of her and Boone
scooted up to lie down on the other side. She didn't think she would
ever understand men. One minute they were pissed off, the next they
were all lovey-dovey. Men just didn't make sense.
"So, we can't be separated, huh?" Cort said. Nix shook her head
then jumped when Cort started trailing his hand up and down her side.
"Then I guess we'd all better get to know each other a lot better."
"You're okay with this?"
"Nix, I don't think we have much choice," Boone said. "We can
either try to work this out the best we can or we can argue and
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disagree. Which would you prefer because I don't think any of us can
take this mating thing back now that it's happened."
"N-no, but "
Cort tugged on the sheet wrapped around Nix until her breasts
were bared. Nix watched as his hand seemed to move in slow motion,
reaching out to flick his finger at one of her nipples. Nix bit her lip to
keep from moaning.
"Personally," Cort said, his deep voice vibrating through Nix, "I'd
kind of prefer the getting-to-know-each-other thing. Boone, what
about you?"
Nix couldn't keep back her moan this time as Boone's fingers went
for her other nipple. She could feel her entire body starting to heat up.
The scent of arousal filled the room, and it wasn't coming only from
Nix.
"I'm in," Boone said. "Nix?"
"Oh hell yeah!"
Mating Heat 67
Chapter 6
Nix followed the sound of voices down the hallway and into a
large great room. While it wasn't anything like the castle she lived in
back home, it had an intimate charm to it. Large windows lined two
walls, and a river rock fireplace sat on another. Still another opened
into a dining area where the voices came from.
Nix immediately felt warmth and arousal sweep through her body
when she spotted Cort and Boone sitting at the table. She distantly
acknowledged the fact that several other men sat around the table, but
she couldn't have cared less. She had eyes only for her mates.
She felt a zing of excitement the moment they realized she was in
the room. Cort and Boone suddenly lifted their heads and sniffed the
air, their heads snapping in Nix's direction. Low growls filled the air
from both men.
A couple of the men at the table froze in shock at the menacing
sounds. The large, blond man from the night before rolled his eyes.
Nix, on the other hand, gloried at the possessive sound.
And that was what the growl meant. Cort and Boone were
warning the other men in the room that Nix belonged to them. They
proved that not more than an hour ago, several times.
Nix once again knew every eye was on her as she walked up the
two steps to the dining area, just as it had been when she walked into
the bar where she met her mates. Only this time, she only cared about
two sets of eyes, one dark chocolate brown, the other pale green.
Nix purred as Cort's strong arms snaked around her waist and
pulled her down to sit on his lap. She stroked her hand up Cort's chest
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to wrap it around his neck and pulled his head down for a long, slow
kiss that made her shudder right down to her toes.
When Nix lifted her head, another set of arms reached for her,
pulling her out of Cort's lap and onto Boone's. Nix smiled and twined
her arms around Boone's neck, leaning in to lick at his lips before
delving inside to explore, to taste her mate.
Someone cleared their throat. Nix ignored it in favor of kissing
Boone until they did it again. She lifted her head and glared around
the table, angry at having her pleasure interrupted. She wasn't used to
these human behaviors. She never would have been interrupted at
home.
"Do you think you might stop sucking Boone's face long enough
for us to finish our conversation?"
Nix glared daggers at the tall, blond man who spoke. She opened
her mouth to reply when the arms wrapped around her suddenly
tightened. Nix melted when she felt smooth lips kiss the side of her
neck.
"Let it go, baby," Boone whispered. "Dane's right. We do need to
talk. We can make out later."
Nix grumbled but settled back against Boone's chest, enjoying the
feel of his arms around her. She didn't like being interrupted, but she
was more than willing to settle for being cuddled in her mate's arms.
"Just to bring you up current, Nix, we were discussing you."
Nix blinked across the table at the man who spoke. They were
discussing her? And how did the blond man even know who she was?
Nix sat up a little straighter, suddenly feeling exposed and unsure of
what was happening.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The man folded his hands together in front of him, his eyes never
wavering from Nix's intense stare. "My name is Dane. Danic Jrogen."
Nix inhaled sharply, her mouth falling open as shock rocked
through her. "I've heard of you, but I thought you were a myth."
Dane chuckled. "I'm quite real, I assure you."
Mating Heat 69
"What are you doing here?" Nix asked, spreading her hands wide.
"Shouldn't you be somewhere more " She shrugged, not quite sure
how to exactly say what she wanted to say. Danic Jrogen was a
legend among the Others. She would have thought he'd spend his time
in a place more fitting his status among their kind.
"I am where I need to be," Dane said simply. "There are too many
of us lost, out in the human world trying to make it day by day while
we hide our true nature."
Nix never really thought about it before. At home, she was
surrounded by Others every day. Granted, many humans lived in her
valley, her family's Kingdom, but everyone knew that both kinds
existed. It was no big deal.
"Why? There are safe zones all over the world," Nix said. "Why
do they not just go there? As Others, they would be accepted, have a
safe place to live. Why stay in the human world?"
"I'm afraid you have been somewhat shielded from the realities
that most of our kind live with, Nix. Not everyone gets to live in an
ivy-covered castle and have their every whim catered to."
Nix frowned. She did not like the condescending tone in Dane's
voice. It made her sound petty, uptight. She wasn't, not really. Yes,
life might seem easier for her, but it wasn't. As a Princess, she had a
lot of responsibilities that others did not.
"I'll trade you any day."
Dane chuckled. "I'll have to pass. I seem to have misplaced my
tiara."
Nix rolled her eyes at Dane's tone. "What right do you have to
pass judgment on me or my life?" she snapped. "You know nothing of
how I live."
Dane snorted. "Your name is Nixona Lissësúl. You are the only
daughter of King Ahlstrom Lissësúl of Dorthon. Your mother, the
queen, passed away on the day of your birth. You have no other
siblings. How am I doing so far?"
"You forget the thorns in that ivy-covered castle," Nix said.
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"Thorns? You call having your every whim catered to thorns? I
think not, Princess."
Nix jumped to her feet, planting her hands on the table as she
stared holes into Dane. "You may be the legendary Danic Jrogen, but [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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Nix's eyebrows shot up and her mouth dropped open as she stared
at Cort's amused face in shock. "You're not mad at me?"
"I'm mad at you for putting yourself in danger. No matter what
you think, there will always be someone stronger than you, and you
won't know who that is until it's too late. But I'm not mad at you for
standing your ground. I think it's hot."
Nix was surprised when Cort rolled to one side of her and Boone
scooted up to lie down on the other side. She didn't think she would
ever understand men. One minute they were pissed off, the next they
were all lovey-dovey. Men just didn't make sense.
"So, we can't be separated, huh?" Cort said. Nix shook her head
then jumped when Cort started trailing his hand up and down her side.
"Then I guess we'd all better get to know each other a lot better."
"You're okay with this?"
"Nix, I don't think we have much choice," Boone said. "We can
either try to work this out the best we can or we can argue and
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disagree. Which would you prefer because I don't think any of us can
take this mating thing back now that it's happened."
"N-no, but "
Cort tugged on the sheet wrapped around Nix until her breasts
were bared. Nix watched as his hand seemed to move in slow motion,
reaching out to flick his finger at one of her nipples. Nix bit her lip to
keep from moaning.
"Personally," Cort said, his deep voice vibrating through Nix, "I'd
kind of prefer the getting-to-know-each-other thing. Boone, what
about you?"
Nix couldn't keep back her moan this time as Boone's fingers went
for her other nipple. She could feel her entire body starting to heat up.
The scent of arousal filled the room, and it wasn't coming only from
Nix.
"I'm in," Boone said. "Nix?"
"Oh hell yeah!"
Mating Heat 67
Chapter 6
Nix followed the sound of voices down the hallway and into a
large great room. While it wasn't anything like the castle she lived in
back home, it had an intimate charm to it. Large windows lined two
walls, and a river rock fireplace sat on another. Still another opened
into a dining area where the voices came from.
Nix immediately felt warmth and arousal sweep through her body
when she spotted Cort and Boone sitting at the table. She distantly
acknowledged the fact that several other men sat around the table, but
she couldn't have cared less. She had eyes only for her mates.
She felt a zing of excitement the moment they realized she was in
the room. Cort and Boone suddenly lifted their heads and sniffed the
air, their heads snapping in Nix's direction. Low growls filled the air
from both men.
A couple of the men at the table froze in shock at the menacing
sounds. The large, blond man from the night before rolled his eyes.
Nix, on the other hand, gloried at the possessive sound.
And that was what the growl meant. Cort and Boone were
warning the other men in the room that Nix belonged to them. They
proved that not more than an hour ago, several times.
Nix once again knew every eye was on her as she walked up the
two steps to the dining area, just as it had been when she walked into
the bar where she met her mates. Only this time, she only cared about
two sets of eyes, one dark chocolate brown, the other pale green.
Nix purred as Cort's strong arms snaked around her waist and
pulled her down to sit on his lap. She stroked her hand up Cort's chest
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to wrap it around his neck and pulled his head down for a long, slow
kiss that made her shudder right down to her toes.
When Nix lifted her head, another set of arms reached for her,
pulling her out of Cort's lap and onto Boone's. Nix smiled and twined
her arms around Boone's neck, leaning in to lick at his lips before
delving inside to explore, to taste her mate.
Someone cleared their throat. Nix ignored it in favor of kissing
Boone until they did it again. She lifted her head and glared around
the table, angry at having her pleasure interrupted. She wasn't used to
these human behaviors. She never would have been interrupted at
home.
"Do you think you might stop sucking Boone's face long enough
for us to finish our conversation?"
Nix glared daggers at the tall, blond man who spoke. She opened
her mouth to reply when the arms wrapped around her suddenly
tightened. Nix melted when she felt smooth lips kiss the side of her
neck.
"Let it go, baby," Boone whispered. "Dane's right. We do need to
talk. We can make out later."
Nix grumbled but settled back against Boone's chest, enjoying the
feel of his arms around her. She didn't like being interrupted, but she
was more than willing to settle for being cuddled in her mate's arms.
"Just to bring you up current, Nix, we were discussing you."
Nix blinked across the table at the man who spoke. They were
discussing her? And how did the blond man even know who she was?
Nix sat up a little straighter, suddenly feeling exposed and unsure of
what was happening.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The man folded his hands together in front of him, his eyes never
wavering from Nix's intense stare. "My name is Dane. Danic Jrogen."
Nix inhaled sharply, her mouth falling open as shock rocked
through her. "I've heard of you, but I thought you were a myth."
Dane chuckled. "I'm quite real, I assure you."
Mating Heat 69
"What are you doing here?" Nix asked, spreading her hands wide.
"Shouldn't you be somewhere more " She shrugged, not quite sure
how to exactly say what she wanted to say. Danic Jrogen was a
legend among the Others. She would have thought he'd spend his time
in a place more fitting his status among their kind.
"I am where I need to be," Dane said simply. "There are too many
of us lost, out in the human world trying to make it day by day while
we hide our true nature."
Nix never really thought about it before. At home, she was
surrounded by Others every day. Granted, many humans lived in her
valley, her family's Kingdom, but everyone knew that both kinds
existed. It was no big deal.
"Why? There are safe zones all over the world," Nix said. "Why
do they not just go there? As Others, they would be accepted, have a
safe place to live. Why stay in the human world?"
"I'm afraid you have been somewhat shielded from the realities
that most of our kind live with, Nix. Not everyone gets to live in an
ivy-covered castle and have their every whim catered to."
Nix frowned. She did not like the condescending tone in Dane's
voice. It made her sound petty, uptight. She wasn't, not really. Yes,
life might seem easier for her, but it wasn't. As a Princess, she had a
lot of responsibilities that others did not.
"I'll trade you any day."
Dane chuckled. "I'll have to pass. I seem to have misplaced my
tiara."
Nix rolled her eyes at Dane's tone. "What right do you have to
pass judgment on me or my life?" she snapped. "You know nothing of
how I live."
Dane snorted. "Your name is Nixona Lissësúl. You are the only
daughter of King Ahlstrom Lissësúl of Dorthon. Your mother, the
queen, passed away on the day of your birth. You have no other
siblings. How am I doing so far?"
"You forget the thorns in that ivy-covered castle," Nix said.
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"Thorns? You call having your every whim catered to thorns? I
think not, Princess."
Nix jumped to her feet, planting her hands on the table as she
stared holes into Dane. "You may be the legendary Danic Jrogen, but [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]