“Thank goodness, because I’ll need all the help I can get,” replied Mac.
“C’mon, Dakota is waiting for his ultrasound. My brother’s eager to get back to his kitchen and, right now, all he needs is an all-clear from Ian about the pup.”
Scooping up the files, Mac rose and joined Colton. “Then let’s not keep him waiting, shall we?”
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Opening his eyes, Hunter smiled, finding the bedroom bathed in late afternoon golden light and his mate still asleep. Not that he was surprised since their last round of sex had been spectacular—and because both had slept little the previous night. Hunter had been consumed with the need to mark his mate. At first he chalked it up to Fionn’s disappearance, but as the night wore on, his desire to fuck never let up, driving him to take Fionn repeatedly. Thankfully, his mate liked it, always pushing Hunter for more.
It was Fionn’s eagerness and openness to try new erotic things that really surprised him. After learning his mate was just eighteen, Hunter wasn’t going to urge him to do anything he wasn’t comfortable with, wanting to make sure his mate progressed at his own speed. But Hunter soon discovered his concerns were unwarranted; from the moment Fionn jumped into his arms in the kitchen, it was Hunter who had a hard time keeping up.
His mate’s exuberance about anything sexual excited and delighted Hunter. There was a constant joy in their love making, something he never had with anyone else and Hunter knew he’d never get enough of it. But there wassomething else about Fionn he sensed—his mate’s submissive nature. This puzzled Hunter, especially since his mate was a dragon, but when Fionn finally yielded to him, their orgasms were explosive.
Burying his nose in Fionn’s hair, Hunter inhaled deeply of his mate, imprinting the scent in his heart and soul. Unable to resist, he tugged his mate closer to him, needing to feel Fionn’s dragon heat against his skin—something else he’d never get enough of.
“When do I get to meet your brothers?” murmured Fionn, his voice heavy with sleep.
“Whenever you want…maybe at dinner.”
“Sounds good. I was an only child and I missed not having any siblings.”
“Sometimes I missednotbeing an only child,” laughed Hunter.
“No you didn’t.”
Chuckling, Hunter said, “You’re right. I wouldn’t have traded my life for anyone else’s. Of course, the thought did cross my mind when I got blamed for something that one of my brothers did when we were younger.”
“Which one?”
“Which one what?”
Turning over to face his mate, Fionn said, “Which brother caused you the most problems?”
“Oh, easy…Sawyer. He’s a free spirit and made it his personal mission to break as many rules my parents made as he could.”
“But you love him.”
“I do…I love all my brothers,” Hunter said.
“Who are you closest to?”
“Probably Mason. He’s the nearest in age to me and always had my back.”
“Who’s the youngest?”
“Quin.”
“You’re protective of him.”
“Very much so.”
“Why?”
“Because he needs me the most.”
“Why?”
Laughing, Hunter responded, “You sound just like him.”
