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A low growl rumbled in my ear. “Eyes off the demon if you want to avoid a fight, Fireball.”
“Alright.” There was a pause again. “Make sure you wash your hair, too. I could smell your friends in your hair.” I raised my eyebrows. “Why were you smelling my hair?” “It’s unavoidable,” he growled. “Just wash their scent out. Please.”
The bond between a dragon shifter and his mate was a codependent one, which was why most of us avoided it like the plague.
“If you’re staring at the demon, you know I’ll have to kill him, Fireball,” August grumbled.
“She’s staring at you, asshole,” Brynn shot back from the kitchen. My gaze jerked to hers, and she winked at me. “I’m the only one checking out Bash.”
He leaned a little closer. “You’re mine for the next few weeks, Fireball. Mine. Got it?”
Supposedly, I’ll be able to tell your needs apart based on your smell when I get used to it. Right now, all the scents in the house are making it impossible and driving me insane.”
His chest rumbled. “Good girl.”
“You’re beautiful.” His voice was quiet. “I can’t remember if I’ve told you that.” “Thank you.”
“I thought you were finally going to fuck me,” I teased, still a little out of breath. “I am. Just wanted another good look at you. Maybe another taste too.”
For the rest of the night, I was his, and he was mine.
I’d be back for my Fireball, and the home we’d made ours, as soon as possible.
“You smell amazing, Vi” Eli offered. “Just figured I’d throw that out there.”
“Did you even think about me? You said we were mates, August. I woke up in our bed alone the morning after we finally had sex. You didn’t say goodbye. You abandoned me. Eli kept saying that you were coming back, that you wanted me, but you never said it yourself. I thought there was a good chance you were going to reject me up until you called me your mate this morning. I thought I was coming here for nothing, because you didn’t want me. I—”
“I wanted you. I always wanted you, and I always will.” He kissed me again roughly, but pulled away a breath later. “I’m fucking pissed that you followed me here. It kills me that you put yourself in danger. That you snuck into the prison. That you flew with my brother. But I’m enough of a bastard that despite my anger, I’m relieved.” He brushed his thumb over my cheekbone. “Relieved that you’re here with me, so I’m not alone. That we’re still a team.”
“If I die, you’re going to end up with some other bastard,” August said. “So I’m not going to die. There’s no reason to talk about it. You’re mine.”
“Let’s make it forever.” My mouth stretched in a smile against his. “Forever sounds good to me.” I’d fallen for a dragon… And I wouldn’t go back even if I could.

